It's four in the morning, and I still can't sleep. The internet is the perfect couch enslaver indeed. It almost feels as if my monitor’s radiation has zombified me into a mindless, floating creature in a realm of his own nothingness. I’m screwed. A thousand ideas surging into my mind, and all I could do was shove them away and answer this brainless note posted at my facebook wall.


Favorite kind of pants: faded.

Favorite Number: zero.

Animal: us.

Food: anything that's not green, leafy, and planted on soil.

Drink: beer and vodka.

Fast-Food Place: mc donalds.what a cliche.

Month: december.other than your birthday,it's the only time of the year where people pretend to be nice to you.

Pornstar: Minamo Kusano (pornography is still a relative term after all).

Band: tough one.hmm...slipknot, tool, slayer, cannibal corpse, belphegor (top 5).

Movie: dancer in the dark by lars von trier.

Breakfast: ham and eggs.yet another cliche...

Color: black...lamp black.

Ice Cream?: no thanks.

Shoes: slippers.

Place to relax: inside my head.

Magazine: nat geo, fhm, asian art news.

Person to hang out with: jesus christ,fresh from the crucifixion.

Thing to wear to bed: anything loose.

TV show: no thanks.

Season: winter,which unfortunately, never exists here.

Holiday: when i was still a student, i loved every holiday in the
calendar.i used to mark them with a thick, red, felt-tip pen so i would see them at the beginning of the month.

Book: at the moment, "the god of small things" by Arundhati Roy.

Thing about the opposite sex: paradoxical.

Cereal: corn flakes.classic.

Mascot: Pennywise the clown.

Torture device: It's a tie between the iron maiden and the rack.