I stared from a distance as his life started to fall apart - I mean his cosplay starting to crumble. The cosplay contestants were asked to perform certain acts depending on what's written on the random piece of paper that they picked. And, these two chose the "hypnotized" act. At this point, it's not about the cosplay anymore. It's about putting up the best act. Didn't expect that in a cosplay competition.

Through this cosplay event (called Cosmart), I've learned a few things or two. Like how some cosplay should not be done. Think of your pride and family before doing such a thing. And, one does not simply wear a Spiderman costume and walk around without showing off their bulge at the crotch. It was an unholy sight. I was intimidated to ask him for a picture.

I've also come to realize my own weakness. Asking for a photo is a normal thing in such a place yet I was stunned. Anxiety accompanied me all the way. However, they have this competition on stage where people would be posing in front of the judges with their cosplay. It was my chance to shoot everyone on stage and I did.

The entire event was awesome but exhausting. It was tiring mainly because the journey was super long. It's around an hour of traveling. Two hours for both ways.

Having the chance to see foreigner cosplayers was something amazing though. They were so dedicated in their hobbies with no reward but self-satisfaction. And, that carried them this far. Three of the cosplay artists were invited from overseas - King, Sansin and Tomia. It was the first time I've ever seen any professional cosplayers. My eyes lit up, scanning them from head to toe.

There's an upcoming comic fiesta event this December. Ethan and I decided to attend this event. It's also a chance to defeat him in bowling after that humiliating defeat last time.

I'll be posting some of my writings here. Don't expect too much though because I don't study writing. I just pick it up as I go. So, you can catch my comics on Webtoons, Tumblr, Instagram, Facebook, Tapastic and sometimes on Twitter. It'll be just stories here in this blog. Rants and stories.

So, gather up kids ... It's about time I tell you the story about ...

 Some cars are so silent, you don't even know they're behind you till they pass by.

Okay, we're back here again. Since nobody really visits my website, I guess it's okay to pretty much post every comic I did since the past few days in a single post. It's faster for me.

So, a while back then I thought it will be great to post comics weekly in a bundle like before (10 random comics of week something something). But, I didn't manage to keep a consistent posting schedule. Hence, this brought us to this moment; one comic per post.

Life is like a puzzle. But, we don't know the big picture. We get a piece of the puzzle one at a time and keep building. Eventually, we will start to see something. That's a metaphor of life.

Week 3 was a tough one as challenges clouded my sense of direction. I tried to go for 300 episode of comics in Webtoons. There's like 30+ of comics to go and I'm less than 2 weeks away before the end of August.

A few years ago, I've gained a new power that I'd never realized I had all this time. Yes, the ability to seek song. There was a time in a shopping mall where I suddenly heard the voice of an angel. I looked around seeking for something that resembled the appearance of an angel. My peripherals catches something by the corner and I saw it.

It looks like a black cube with a cloth mesh on one surface and plastic like on the rest of it with wires leading to somewhere. Yeah, it looks like a speaker.

Though I don't remember what song did I heard back then but I do remember is the urge to want to hear the song again and again till the end of time. I enjoyed the song to the fullest at the same time wept for its ending for I know that it may be the first and the last time I would ever hear this beautiful symphony of noises.

I sat by the chair looking out the window.
Sighs heavily.
Single tear rolled down my cheek.
My brother walked by and I complained to my brother.
Will I ever find it again brotha?
Then, like a young magician learning a powerful ancient spell from the wizard master, my mind awakened to what my brother has to say.
You just need to remember part of the song lyrics. Dot it down. Then, type in the lyrics in Google and put "lyric" at the end before pressing the search button.
With luck, the right song should be the first few item lists on top.

Power unlocked: Song Seeker

It was an eye-opening wonder. The Internet is powerful. I'm looking forward for the day when I can download tonkotsu ramen from the Internet.

Anyways, I've been using the same trick to find my song every single time. I always hang around to catch the lyrics and dotting them down on my notepad app. Though there are apps that help with that but I still love to Google it.

"How to pet a cat" comic is one of my best comic that got a lot of attention in social media after "Everything in the previous post.

I'll be posting a lot and it's a hassle to be uploading them one by one. So, I'll be grouping the comics for that entire week in a single post.

Movie reference here. Anyways, kudos to those who volunteered to carpool with friends without compensation but a simple thank you. I don't have a car, so I have been fetched numerous times by various different friends. It's common courtesy to treat a meal or buy a drink but I did none of those as I am a cheapskate. I'm not proud of myself. But, I remember those deeds in my heart.

Well, are you ded inside too? Sometimes, overthinking led to stress and I just go out for run in the night. Overthinking often happens in the night, especially when my roommate ain't around. And I don't just run, I sprint. My muscles took a huge toll the next morning though. I woke up with sore muscles and I can feel that the gravity got stronger a bit as I struggled in trying to get up.

A gentleman's guide. I am a gentleman in training. Trying to be the best version that I can be.

I am quite fond of making soup recently. I think I'll make corn soup today. Never really tried it before. Hope I don't screw up too much.

Few days ago, I clicked on a Twitter notification that is supposed to lead me to a livestream but it led me to disappointment instead. They should really code a function to remove the notification if the streamer is no longer live.

Some people really used dish soap to bath. I guess anything that is foamy is alright to be used for bath as long as you don't have sensitive skin.

It's not me... it's you. Pun intended.

I've been running a lot more recently and it wasn't easy. I am running quite a bit before but I don't feel that the 4 laps go any easier every time I run it. So, I thought a more frequent workout will pump up my stamina. 

Some say, as you grow up you must know how to cook at least one dish. Reasonable right? One whole life time, just to master one dish. But still, why the hassle, I thought? It's easier to eat out. It's troublesome to select produce and to carry them home since I don't own a car.

I'm trying to expand my social circle. But, I find this getting harder as I get much more adult. For some reason, I can't see most of my colleagues as real friends.  The ice is still thick and needs to be slapped into pieces I guess.

Weird isn't that bad. I've been called weird in real life by several people. Did I care about what they think? I guess we'll have to see about that.

I don't always eat other people's food. But, when I do, it goes unnoticed. It's pretty much the thing that even if you got beaten up, you shouldn't and mustn't admit to it.

I always took off my glasses when I'm in front of my computer but last night. Last night, I put it on. Then, I went to bed.

I've never played laser tag before. In fact, it never even crossed my mind because I thought we need a team to play that. Maybe one day...

In this comic, we get to see a strong protective mother shielding her innocent child from getting influenced by the savagery that's happening in front of them.

I'd never did much heroic things in my life. So, there isn't much heroes' stories that I can share. But if there's anyone that I know needs saving right now ... it's me.

My bro, Mika loves desserts. While I triumph in eating tons of food in a steamboat buffet, he would stand the same for desserts. Occasionally, as in once every 4 to 5 weeks, he has this craving. The recent one happened yesterday, 11 July.

Sushi is expensive. Eat homemade! Today, I will be sharing with you all a sushi inspirational idea that you can add into your archive of mastered recipes.

There are few reasons why I check my phone (other than for notifications):

• I wanted to message someone.
• I wanted to look for inspiration via Instagram. 
• I wanted to check the replied messages that some apps don't give notification about.

I always put my phone on silent mode, so I don't get startled by its sudden screeching. So, when I get notifications, I always check it out first. It's so instinctive that it's unexplainable. When I do that, I forgot the whole point why I wanted to check my phone in the first place.

Student life and adult life is pretty much the same... sort of...

Having dandruff was one of my most tormenting period of my life. Thank goodness, I don't have to deal with it anymore.

Sad arc. Doesn't feel right after posting this. Za'chomics isn't meant to be posting sad things. At least I got this off my chest.

Planking is a core exercise that involves holding in a position similar to that of push up but with your elbows instead. You're supposed to hold as long as you can. I started shaking at 30th second. It ain't easy.

Sometimes, I jog without wearing socks. I do get blisters and the pain ... uhhhmmm... it soothes the emotional pain. This comic is inspired by real conversation with May, the athletic girl.

There's a catchy meme floating on the Internet and it caught my attention. It is when everything is silent, it comes out. Manifesting uncontrollably.

I used to be a promoter. Therefore, I can give you some good tips in becoming the best drink seller on the planet. It was a sucky job tho.

Mom used to say that food that is not finished will go through our ears at night later. That's the only way not to waste food. Till date, this practice has been applied in my life time as an adult. I can never be so proud.

I don't really care about my fashion sense all this time. I never really had the initiative to dress up nicely for anything. One time I just wore a shirt to a coursemate party. My coursemate asked me to change to a better looking one. I just went along with it. I never stood a chance in winning the course king award anyway.

Bun is kind to me. Hope I didn't scare her too much with my fabulous driving skills. One thing about me is that I may suck a lot at first and even catch up slow. But, once I get the hang of it, I become better and better. That's something I noticed about myself.

Behold! The God of Spoilers! Ethan is always generous in sharing his knowledge on new movies. It's almost as if he doesn't even care if his own safety is threatened along the process of giving out spoilers. What a guy!

I used to eat junk food before a meal. It was a belly-stuffing experience. Didn't even have the appetite for the exotic braised unicorn meat or roasted dragon tongue anymore.

When I first played bowling, it felt like I've just thrown my hopes and dreams down the drain as the bowling ball rolled down the gutter. It was frustrating and I swore on my ancestors' grave that I would never partake in such a soul-crushing game ever again.

Last week, I hanged out with my old friend and we played bowling. (I still do play every now and then when I got tired of the normal outing routine.) He seldom plays bowling and claimed that he is guaranteed to get last place. Feeling compassionate, I gave him some tips on getting the grip right and the body movement of the throw. Needless to say, that's all the kindhearted me can do for a newbie. That should give him some hope in this game. He probably is going to get last place.

He crushed us (there was 4 of us) in the game by successfully making a few strikes. That spiraled us into a deep state of shock and chaos. What is going on?!

Near end of the game, I'd still encouraged him to get the few consequent strikes because after all, I am his mentor and a good friend.


He won the game with a high score of 91.

On another occasion, I was having lunch with my two colleagues. We were the same batch and has the closest relationship compared to other colleagues. Our buddy here, Alvin stated that he'd never played bowling before. This came as a shock to us.

Again, as a good friend, I simply cannot let my friends venture through life without tasting the sweet wine of the bowling game. I gave him some tips on the grip and throwing motion. Again, the mentee surpassed the mentor. He won me several times. Can't really remember how much game we played but he's probably on the higher winning ratio.

That's it guys. The point is. I could be a genius bowling mentor. Please subscribe to my bowling class and change your fate from a drain sweeping bowler to a somewhat normal bowler with potential to score over 100 points.

Little memory facts:
It was over two years since we've last met Ethan. One thing about adulthood is that we're bound by our jobs and busyness of life. Good thing that we still keep in touch.

I am not good at giving advice. I tried.

I saw my friend belly and I had to tease her. It's for her own good. That will trigger her to lose some weight. Or, she will just hate me.

An old friend from my days in uni decided to drop by my area for a meetup. We haven't seen each other for over 2 years. I guess that's life. Once you started working, you will be too occupied to even have time to see each other. Most of us will be tied up by our work at certain places. Just grateful we still keep in touch with each other.

Facebook always have an effect of making one compare his/her own life with someone else's. So, I unfollowed a lot of people. It helps because in the end, knowing how much fun they had didn't really mattered at all.

Once upon a time, I was drinking something in a supermarket and I can't find the trash can. It was then, an evil thought crossed my mind. Of course I didn't do it. But, just maybe ... I am evil inside.

I asked a few of my friends on their opinions when it comes to cheering someone up. Not all is positive.