I wanna have an alice too!!~

This blog is dedicated to the most awesome book i've read. *Grins*

Geez, its over 400+ pages, yet i managed to finish it in a wheez. The most sickening thing i've discovered when i'm halfway through e novel is...i realise i'm reading book 1 of the series. Geez, what can be worst than that. So, i finished it last night, while i was on my way home, and i cant continue with it. Oh great,just how great things goes at times.

If i were to identify my favourite character. I cant narrow down to one. But, i believe it would be Randell six and Roy. Chapters devoted to exploring their thoughts totally captured my attention. It as though i could picture them right infront of me. Its as though i'm them.Being able to experience all that they felt.I guess that's e magic Koontz possess in his novel. Being able to transform rows and rows of words into a clicky moving flick.

Its a pity Roy was murdered halfway through e novel. How can someone, who supposely seems to be e lead, be killed off. A character, which was slowly brought up, injected so much life and content into, be killed off. But at least Randell is still around. Looks like he's gonna be the next lead in book 2. As for Erika 6, its a pity she's gone, cos she been great. Hee, at least she managed to deliver Victor a blow he didnt expect. Haah, forgive him indeed. Since when did the slave had the power to forgive her master.

But, lots of doubts still remains. Like what exactly happpen down there? A mistake so serious that Victor refuse to clear e debris so that he would constantly be reminded of it. Was it that gothy thing that grew out of jornathan?

As for Johnathon, there is nothing but pity for him. As the layers and layers of posters were peeled off, showing pictures and pictures of gods, people, satan. He thought he could find his answer through them. But all was in vain. How desperate he must have been. How deep he must have plunged in. How fustrated he must have been.

With regards to e old race, us and the new race, those created by Victor. Each has their misery. For e new race, though faster, stronger, having the ability to heal faster, but lack the will to die if they wish. Programmed not to kill any of their kind, nor themselves or their killer. Having no emotions. Its really like living hell, isnt it?

Having the ability to feel, to cry
yet couldnt express it out
keeping it under wraps
till it became all numb

Having no ability to feel, to cry
yet yearn to express it too

all that separates it
is nothing but a mere line
yet there is hell lot of difference


DEUCALION (aka The Monster)
Age:
200+
Home:
Most recently, a Buddhist monastery in Tibet
Profession:
None. Formerly a carnival freak show attraction.
Description:
Tattooed face, bodily scars, welts, and metal sutures. "My origins are a prison graveyard, the cadavers of criminals — combined, revitalized, reborn."
Trait he strives to control:
Capacity for homicidal fury (although he has not killed in a long time)

A totally cool and calm dude. His best trick is to make coins disappear and reappear at impossibly possible places.

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VICTOR HELIOS (aka Frankenstein)
Age:
240, though could pass for a man of 45
Home:
New Orleans Garden District
Household:
Wife Erika (currently Erika Six)
Housekeepers Christine and Sandra
Butler William
Profession:
Head of Helios Biovision. Could be a scientist, although the scientific establishment can teach him nothing—he is far ahead of them.
Description:
"When Mary Shelley took a local legend based on truth and crafted fiction from it, she'd made Victor a tragic figure and killed him off. He understood her dramatic purpose for giving him a death scene, but he loathed her for portraying him as tragic and as a failure."
Trait he strives to control:
He creates control, he doesn't need to strive for it.

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ERIKA SIX
Age:
25, but only came to life recently
Home:
New Orleans Garden District
Household
Lives with her husband, Victor Helios, and his servants.
Distinguishing feature:
Erika Six loves Victor very much and strives to be the perfect hostess. She understands that books are dangerous, a corrupting influence, and a good wife must avoid books.
Description:
"Everything amazed her, and much of it delighted. She would be a good wife, and they would be as happy as Romeo and Juliet."


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DETECTIVE CARSON O'CONNOR
Age:
30
Home:
New Orleans
Household:
Has lived with her 12-year-old autistic brother, Arnie, since their parents' death four years ago
Profession:
Homicide detective, partnered with Michael Maddison
Distinguishing feature:
An intuition her partner calls "witchy vision"
Description:
"She had been the youngest ever to make detective. You paid the price for taking a fast track. You paid a price for your style too, if it wasn't traditional. And with some of the cynical marking-time-till-pension types, you paid a price if you worked as if you believed that the job was important and that justice mattered."
Trait she strives to control:
Feeling that her cohorts think she's a dirty cop just like her father, who was convicted of corruption after he was mysteriously killed.

Probably would confess that she like michael in book 2. Drove fast speeds.Has a friend Kateleen

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DETECTIVE MICHAEL MADDISON
Age:
30
Home:
New Orleans
Household:
Lives alone in an ordinary, bland New Orleans apartment, his anchor in reality. He's single.
Profession:
Homicide detective, partnered with Carson O'Connor
Distinguishing feature:
Second youngest ever to be made detective
Description:
"He looked wry and easy, but like certain deceptive cocktails, he had a kick."

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ARNIE O'CONNOR
Age:
12, but looks younger
Home:
New Orleans Household:
Lives with his sister, Carson O'Connor, and caregiver Vicky Chou
Distinguishing Feature:
Arnie is an autistic child who spends his time building an extensive structure out of Legos.
Description:
"He was self-absorbed, quiet, and endearing in his way. Slender and as pale as a Nordic child at the end of a long dark winter."


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RANDAL SIX
Age:
18, but came to life 4 months ago
Home:
A windowless single room at the Hands of Mercy laboratory Distinguishing feature:
"A child of Mercy, Mercy-born and Mercy-raised.." Obsessed with crossword puzzles. His intelligence is enhanced by direct-to-brain data downloads. His quest is to meet Artie O'Connor, the autistic boy he saw smiling in a newspaper photograph.
Description:
"Physically he is sound. Intellectually he is advanced. Emotionally, something is wrong with him."
Trait he strives to control:
Great inner rage and fear of the disordered world... and a yearning for the world beyond his cell.

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ROY PRIBEAUX (aka The Surgeon)
Age:
38
Home:
New Orleans
Profession:
Family wealth ensures he will never have to work
Distinguishing feature:
Considers himself a Renaissance man, disciplined of mind and body. He is also still a virgin.
Description:
"He was a romantic. He was an idealist from a family of idealists. He was a purist." His quest is to find the ideal woman— He will find her even if he has to do it one piece at a time.

Crazy fella who kills ladies to gather a piece of his perfect woman. A handsome lad who finished his collection one day, and realised he is at a loss as to what's next. Realised he isnt able to bring this perfect woman to life to begin their erotic destiny. A insane fella who makes sure every inch of his muscle is properly trained, tups down pills of vitamins and lamb's urine. Paralazed at last and is thrown off his building at e end.

Finally managed to get myself in here. Geez, then realising all that i wanted to say was gone before i realise it. Had been in a wild rollercoaster ride e past week. Just cant imagine the kind of moods i'm getting these days. Especially on friday night. Had a couple of drinks and was feeling real real down when i got home. Geez, what's e matter with me this days? Lorraine even commented, why such a sad face? Was i really feeling that sad? *shrugs* i wonder too. But, there are days where i felt real great too. Though i said i was busy or whatever, hmm, cant really recalled. But, with a snap of e fingers and a call from Karen, there i go, off to e town. Met up with some folks who would supposely join in e trip this time round. Well, not a bad feeling, at least e folks seem friendly and easily to gel with.

Picked up Dean Kootz, ermm, dont think that's how his name goes, but..i'm cool..*grins* okok, i've read a book of his ages ago, when i first started reading a decent novel of substance. Covered about 2 chapters of it on e train a while ago, seems pretty intriguing. Well, at least all that i've covered so far, e plot stays right smacked in my head. Is that amazing?

Was having dinner with some of e folks and bin brought along this health-magazine. I never knew it was that interesting. To me, it seems like e last of e kind i'll ever lay my hands on. Yet, then, i could hardly put my hands off it nor kept my eyes away from it. Yup and on sunday, i went to get one myself. Hmm, interesting stuff they have in there.

Had a pretty long talk with XL on saturday, and pretty much amazed myself at what we shared with each other. Sheesh..i guess everyone has their own problems nowadays and its only a matter of whether they wanna show it. Being cheerful or grouchy on e surface doesnt really reflect much on e person's true feelings. One can be real chirpy, yet deep inside, eruptions and chaos.

Its pretty hard isnt it? To smile that hard when it hurts like H*ll inside.

But ultimately, its all boils down to a simple rule. you're e one who made e choice, so never regret, that's e greatest mistake anyone can make. To regret, makes whatever decision you've made furtile, cos you've had unknowingly taken 2 steps back.

Geez, sounding so profound again. Anyway, time for bed. Its great to be in a great mood!1210am...yikes!!!

My body is getting cranky these days. Sheehs..I've been sleeping a solid 8 hours on two of e alternate days, yet i can just doze off there! Was it because of some virus i've got and my body is busily sirening the red alert, thus i ought to sleep wherever i can so that it can direct e energy to battle those intruders? TeH.. TeH.. TeH... intruders alert!!~

Kekeke, a little crappy there.. but really. This body of mine is really getting on my nerves. When will e day where a non-dopey me emerges once again?!

Caught another very nice movie on Tuesday. Hmmm, i really shouldnt be so obstinate on my views on certain things. Some movies, its as though e moment i heard or seen some news on them, my brain started to work on giving some definition to them. Soon after, i seek to reinforce those views. In e end? No, i wont really even think of catching that show. But, if i were to follow suit at times, some pleasant surprises arrives!

Passed by e coastal area today and i saw an island afar. Sort of reminded me of Upper yardo. Geez, its literally an island entirely covered with shrubs, trees and lotsa trees. Then, i turned my head a little more, and there's ships and more ships. Sigh, signs of our modernised world.

Finally, i'm able to embark a little vacation tripsomewhere soon. Though its just crossing over e borders, but i guess a little getaway is enough to thrill me. The thought of experiencing those chilly winds all over again. Wooh Wheeeh!!~

Sometimes, i just find it plain silly. Cos, here i am, yakking away so excitedly, over such a little thing. A thing which others had probably experienced ages ago. Its like you've probably played a rollercoaster way back when you're barely five, yet this person over here is rattling away about his/her first experience now as an adult.

Its not e time it happens that matters
Its who you're with that matters

I wonder how would this trip be like? Back to e same place all over again, yet with a different mix of people. Things are different now and so are people. I know i shouldnt live to say IF ONLY....Blahhh....but, if only i had e chance, i would want to go with Y again and i promise i wouldnt sulk that much. But hey, there isnt that much chances in life for us to do things right e second time. Even if there is, some other things might just sprang up again to spoil it. Who knows, Y might be e one sulking this time round.

Saw Mervin again recently. He's such a charm in term of his looks. Hee, that boyish face, those round big eyes, just like those cute boys found in manga. Yeah, a real pretty boy, but not those handsome ones that made in drop your jaws in awe, but those cute dolly ones. When i saw his picture, i thought he resembles Trigle. Probably if he in that picture and Trigle were to come and stand side by side, the difference would be real great, but hey, somehow, e feeling they both gave me is e same.

Just adopted a new pet today! *Grins*
As usual, i was being real wishy-washy and couldnt make up my mind as to which pet to adopt. Geez, i cant help it if all of them are just soOOOo cute right?

So, there you go, maurfus e oink oink pig have joined the league!!~

I have never denied e fact that e amount of influence a person has on you. Just because of a single person, you could have grown to like/hate certain things and chose to abandon certain things.

Just like how i have grown to like Jay. Is is because i needed somewhere to lean on? To give me that little room of hope and to vent my fustrations? It seems as though i felt better after making myself seems so pathetic. Just what e heck am i doing and waiting for?

I guess my spirits for today and yesterday has been pretty low as i had some time to dwell on past issues. But its going to be monday soon. Let's hope i'll be able to liven my spirits by then.

I ran
I leapt
I thought I have made it
but how foolish I was
cos I'm still at e same spot
dot dot dot

Probably its emptiness, that filled a huge part of me, that i want to just go out there, get all of it in me, lose myself in the darkness. Clavion, is like a passerby, whom probably took e same bus as me everyday, one whom i might have noticed once in a while, but never really registered in my mind, nor would i really be bothered to just go up to him one day and asked how his day has been. Probably, if i had bothered to take that step, he wouldnt have left. I cant believed how i have treated some people so lightly.

But, not everyone has e courage to embark on that path. Definitely not a scaredy cat. That cat would at most kept thinking of it, but no actions are carried out. Mel said that one would be handcuffed. Does it matter?? One is gone, no matter what you do, is furtile. So, why am i here doing all this? Does it make any difference? Probably by tomorrow, i'm up and away, ready for my next adventure, laughing and giggling away. Forgetting all about today.

When nothing seems to hurt anymore
is e time that i'm immune to it
it wasnt that it doesnt hurt anymore
its just that i said it doesnt hurt
its not that it really doesnt hurt
its just that e hurt is somewhere
somewhere deep inside e heart
when will e heart stop to hurt
why would i know

my only shelter is myself
e thin crust i form
e only place i can hide

Red doesnt meant fury
Yellow doesnt meant happy
and white definitely doesnt meant pureness
what really matters
is how one define it in their mind

If time can fade memories
then why does it still seems like yesterday
If things can be forgotten that easily
then why does it still remain