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Loving The Musicals!

2009-08-24T10:29:00.007+08:00

This is a short clip of one of the many beautiful soundtracks from Chicago called "The Cell Block Tango" sung by the 6 merry murderesses of the Crookem County. It's so upbeat! Don't you think? I remember the first time I heard this song, it was on the radio and I couldn't get it out of my head. What's your favourite Chicago movie soundtrack? "Pop! Six! Squish! Uh uh! Cicero! Lipschitz!"

7th Day

2009-08-12T23:53:00.007+08:00

What does it mean when the choice that you've made, undresses the future that is to come? One look and all is lost but nothing is forgotten. As shallow as this may be, the future is in your hands, play God if you will because we're all actors on his stage. Regrets can only stay when no worry grows where tears cause broken dreams. It's just a bittersweet faith we all share.

I'm on my 7th day of the Lemon Detox Diet. Getting ready for the grad next year!! I shall post up a picture of what I'm drinking on my next post ;)

Satisfaction Lies In The Effort

2009-08-06T22:11:00.011+08:00

In school, we learn that every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. Although we may not notice it, it's like a gospel of truth. You are only as good as your last project. They say beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder.But the secret is if you wear long skirts and army boots, it's a crime.

A Picture With A Smile & - perhaps a Tear

2009-08-04T21:50:00.004+08:00

Behind the masquerades, it is hard to keep pretending to be a different person. There is nothing quite like a fall day when the cool air, lavenders in the garden and playing in the leaves. A smile on someone's face can warm a chilly day. As of today, minutes and seconds have passed by so fast, it seems like the clock has fast forward his ticking.

"Smile, though your heart is aching Smile, even though it's breaking When there are clouds in the sky You'll get by... If you smile With your fear and sorrow Smile and maybe tomorrow You'll find that life is still worthwhile if you'll just... Light up your face with gladness Hide every trace of sadness Although a tear may be ever so near That's the time you must keep on trying Smile, what's the use of crying You'll find that life is still worthwhile If you'll just... Smile, though your heart is aching Smile, even though it's breaking When there are clouds in the sky You'll get by... If you smile Through your fear and sorrow Smile and maybe tomorrow You'll find that life is still worthwhile If you'll just Smile... That's the time you must keep on trying Smile, what's the use of crying You'll find that life is still worthwhile If you'll just Smile" - Michael Jackson

22 Pakenham Street

2009-08-02T16:06:00.010+08:00

Proposition, Position and Place

"According to the Australia Institute Health & Welfare, 17.8% of homeless women and children are not provided or referred with personal support and as many as 12.8% of these children do no have access to school liaison or child care."

With the task of ensuring the privacy and security of homeless mothers and children, this design intent is to provide a support center that offers a nurturing environment.

Colours were playfully experimented throughout this project with the help from a special someone. In a fresh environment, a mother's love is a special place where children always have a home. It is where in the eyes of a child; there is joy, there is laughter, there is hope, there is trust and a chance to shape the future.

Telling the truth will hurt a beloved's heart, but when the lesson is to appreciate what was sacrificed, is much more than just a worry, it's the way of life.

Follow The Signs

2009-08-01T22:14:00.007+08:00

This is a picture I took when I was in Midland this afternoon. It showed old railway tracks that were used since 1904 until 2004, which grew to become a linking face to the workshops. When things get uneasy, it is when we are in doubt to tell the truth. Holding back is not easy because it is hard to hurt someone you love. Telling the truth might hurt another heart, but it is the initiative to learn what was taught that matters.

Chapter Twenty One and a Half:

2009-07-30T20:43:00.009+08:00

Blossom by blossom, spring begins today. It's butterflies, flowers and showers long gone this season. My favourite weather is when I start to understand the bliss of every living moment. Someone once told me,

"the only one in the whole world who can give you the unconditional love, care without asking in return."

Patience comes to those who wait, even when you're looking from another angle. Try looking pass the coloured glass, you can read it more clearly if you believe you can. They say darkness can be broken into different layers, no matter what kind of mystic colours they are. It's a different view to every eyes. Just like a dim memory, when you see a familiar face or dream of a familiar moment. I used to have one of these, where I couldn't understand why or how it happened. I still do think of it very much, and sometimes it's just a little harder when you were just a child when it all happened. Some say, contentment is not the fulfillment of what you want, but the realization of how much you already have. I guess every dream has its meaning, and every moment has its living. It may be unreal to wish that I was dropped into the wonderland where Alice pondered in, because it looked like all the illustrations we see in story books do come to life without any imperfections to a world where everything evolves around her. I like dreams of the future better than history of the past, smile always it keeps you young.

Curves are uptight!

2009-07-28T22:51:00.004+08:00

Every flower has its sweetness, this is where I came from.

To Hide Or To Seek; It's Just a Game

2009-07-25T16:39:00.009+08:00

They say you can only hear the bells when you're in a mood swing. I've been watching some really amazing musicals this week like Mary Poppins, Grease 2 and Sound of Music. Supercalifragilisiticexpialidocious is my favourite from Mary Poppins. Years ago, my dad bought a Fiddler on the Roof CD. It's very interesting to learn about other cultures and their beliefs. Fiddler on the Roof is a broadway production that follows the story of tradition, matchmaking, dreams of being rich, miracles and the wedding. It's a very touching story that makes my spine shiver every time I listen to it. This is a video of a public stunt that took place early this year in a Belgium train station.

It's amazing how our world is filled with actors who everyday play a game called "hide and seek". As humans, we might not be able to judge the true character behind their masks. If you are in the position of saying "that will never happen to me", denying the real facts is an excuse. When they say, don't do this, don't do that, these are some examples of precautions that are time bombs in disguise, ticking and waiting to go off anytime anywhere. If "that will never happen to me" is a wise thought, what about those young girls and boys we see on the breaking news, in bold letters "Two bodies found near lake" or "Child gone missing". Sure they thought about that too, but because they're at the wrong place at the wrong time. You might say, oh they're just unlucky or if you believe something will happen to you, it will happen to you. That is just a egoistic excuse that you are telling yourself. If they knew what was going to happen to them, precaution would be just a word. Listen to the inner you that is trying to break out from the stubborn U, understand the reasons why someone who loves you will keep telling you over and over again the things that only meant one thing. They love you. So listen to what they have to say. Because once this time has passed, there will be no other role to play. Listen.

What's on my iPod

2009-07-16T21:31:00.003+08:00

Remember when the radio keeps on playing a new song over and over again. And you'd get literally sick of it but to some real fans, it's the best moments of the day. I remember when I wake up so early in the morning to get ready for school, I would turn up Capital F.M. and tune in to the latest hits. And recently someone reminded of my habit, which is playing a song I like over and over again throughout the day LOL It's a habit I have since young. As for now, I'm hooked on Halo by Beyonce Knowles. It's been on my iTunes player for the whole 2 days, and now my mum's getting a little annoyed with it haha. I think it's time to a move to a new one. Any suggestions?

Sunshine, Lollipops and Rainbows

2009-06-25T12:52:00.011+08:00

I took this picture right after it rained heavily, the day before leaving. I miss the girls! Just before my 7am flight to KL, I was at A’s house with the 2 Patricia sisters hoping to have another girls night out! Soon we headed off to K’s for a quickie go at ROCKBAND. Loved it! It’s been ages since we had this much fun. And it was only 12am ;P We moved to A’s live performance at about 2am and as usual she “jazzified” all the songs we requested. It was a night full of fun-filled love, loud laughs and screams, we didn’t sleep at all LOL!

Last Thursday we had another tea drinking night that lasted for full 8 hours. It was as A said Discussion of Special Topics 101, we crashed at K’s cozy corner living room with her “just right” lights. Thanks K! We probably didn’t mean to keep you up that late but it was too fun to leave haha. Saying goodbyes should never be easy but A and I did it very quickly for a friend who left the state for good. Went straight back to the club and continued our party. Soon A got so sleepy and tired, she seriously was dozing off! Decided to take off since she would be responsible if anything happens to me lol Friday we had an exhibition, followed by our annual mid year IA / Archi dinner at the korean Hana BBQ. Headed to karaoke and met up with Cil and ROCKBAND!

Just before I left, K wanted 2 mini bottles of alcohol but instead I could only pick them up after immi. Had to throw them away :( I thought the girls wouldn’t let me get on my flight because our conversation just went on and on and on. But saying goodbye to the girls was so hard, since we’ll be away from each other for a month. We will all be busy in this holiday; hotels, villas, food and lots of shopping! Lots of love and take care girls!

p.s. I don’t understand why some people would start a conversation with just showing who they really are. I would really appreciate if some people would think before doing something.

High Resisting Week

2009-06-05T22:34:00.011+08:00

Today I had the full experience of a high resistance cycling and it's amazing. Felt so refresh after that! I watched Slumdog Millionaire last night. It wasn't really what I anticipated, quite disappointing. As much as I have some interests in Bollywood movies (hence my nic, curry), it didn't have the essence that I was looking for. Sadly enough it's off my 'Movies to watch" list. Thanks to kimmy, the New Moon fan made trailer was much more exciting than the original. You can watch it here. Time flies and it's now beginning of June! I really can't wait for the short holiday compared to the end of year. OMG! I just realised, it won't be long before it's X'mas and then graduation. Until now I can't imagine what life will be like once I graduate. Not forgetting where I'll end up at LOL! Design is about to be finalised and the end of semester exhibition is coming soon. Then it's holidays! It's probably a bit worrying that I'm so excited about the holidays when Design's not even done with. Do you remember Leighton Meester from Gossip Girl? She's got an amazing voice as you can hear in Bette Davis Eyes. It's such a lovely remake from the original. Can't wait for her album that's coming out this September.

When I grow up I wanna be famous, a star and be in movies

2009-05-31T10:12:00.011+08:00

Do you remember Michael Jackson's Thriller? I remember it was the first music video that I often dance to when I was really young. If you haven't seen it, you've missed out so much. You can watch it here. I used to get ready to dance in the part when the camera was focused on the girl. It was so fun I would jump up to my parents' bed and down again over and over again. lol Sounds a bit crazy but it was really one of my favourite music videos I used to watch almost every day. I remember I used to have a video tape documentary of the making of Thriller. I would get so excited for it that everything elsewhere didn't matter. Other than Thriller, I used to watch the Sound of Music so often that I could literally and visually memorise every scenes lol. It's funny when my babysitter used to tease me about it, she said "this naughty girl arr, the bed's going to break if you don't stop running up and down!" lol And mama would always joked that I never got bored of watching it so often. My favourite part was when Liesl sings a duet with Rofl in Sixteen Going On Seventeen and they were dancing around in a glass tent. I loved it! I couldn't find a video clip of this part but here's the song. I basically grew up watching Thriller, Sound of Music and Cartoon Network. What did you watch when you were young?

Designer Week

2009-05-29T21:40:00.012+08:00

Finally my Twitter is working again. This afternoon was interesting. I didn't know about the change in time schedules for a presentation of our Design work, so I was really LATE. I really want to thank Kimmy for calling me up about me not showing up! Guess she figured out it was strange not seeing me around at the very beginning of the event. Supposedly turning up at 9:00am for a kick start but I was 3 hours late! Can you believe it? lol Anyways, the presentation went by so quickly that I left as soon as it was done. Last night wasn't the most quiet night but at 12.30am my housemates were partying up late until 2.30am. I probably shouldn't be hearing much more than that, but turned out I heard a lot of puking and the dudes were playing basketball in the house. Tell me who plays basketball in the house at 2.30 in the morning? Unbelievable. But it ended soundly and by now everyone's tired including me. As you all notice by now, my blogs have transformed into a much personal daily ongoings. Because preliminary design work was due yesterday, I missed the eviction of HOMEMADE. Does anyone know who got evicted? Thank you for support, reading my blogs. I'm tired and exhausted so Goodnight!

Oprah's Big Give winner Stephen...what a shock

2009-05-24T14:00:00.011+08:00

I seriously thought Brandi was going to win the Big Give. I think she has worked hard for it and deserve to win. I totally support her decision of going out herself to look for the 30mins free chef session as a donation for the kids. No offense but what Stephen did (surprised the kids about the free Blue man show without confronting Cameron and Brandi) was a little selfish. This show is surprisingly twisted. A valuable lesson I learnt Give big!

Tweet me!

2009-05-24T12:24:00.006+08:00

The weather's been crazy these few days. It was horrible, dark and gloomy even at 10am. Things were flying everywhere, trees broke and fell, even some of the dustbins outside my house was right in the middle of the road. On the road, some signs were totally off their verticals. I was really lucky, it was an afternoon off and I could see everything was everywhere. It was bewildered and wild. I just realised I haven't had the chance to explain the above pictures. These are photos of a before and after of a pylon in Cottlesloe Beach. Sadly the government has to not only spend on clean up the streets but to restore this memorial structure. Thumbs up! lol It's a bright and sunny Sunday afternoon and I've recently got hold of the Twitter frenzy. You can follow me here. I'm happy to follow up with anyone's tweet. Oh yeah! This is a brand new layout for my blog which I hope to not get sick of. Cross my fingers on that ;) Hope you guys like it. Pls feel free to drop me a line. What do you think of my new layout?

A Little of Crush

2009-05-19T22:32:00.006+08:00

So I have missed out for the past 1 or 2 months. I've been really busy, from projects to catching up with my working out plans. It's been a really rushed semester and it'll be soon over. But even a busy schedule needs some soft music to relax with. I recently had a sudden urge to listen to David Archuleta and it hasn't gone off my everyday playlist :P Though this is not a promotion, but he's a good catch, try listen here. It's the end of May already, half of the year is almost gone. Pretty sad, but I'm excited and anxious at the same time. And I'm blessed I have all my loved ones to support me, it's been a hard time balancing both uni and life. I hope the future for this career is not as tough as I've thought because I really don't want to regret this lol. Oh! That reminds me, my blog layout my twist a little here and there for while. Please bare with me :P I promise to make it look good soon.

C.

Day New, Young Night

2009-03-29T21:41:00.006+08:00

As the day ends, the night starts an hour late. If you just believe that dreams are like bells calling in the distance, you are in the right place. I used to think Santa only comes when it's Christmas, just like when I thought that the tooth fairy only comes when it's time to catch my falling teeth. It's all tales they say. When something happens unexpectedly, you try your best to accept it. Is this just a saying? Or does it swift by just like that? Sometimes I try not to think too much about something that happened out of my will. But when it's out of my reach, I guess it's OK. Have you ever wonder what will happen if you don't get to see something / someone anymore? ( for the rest of your life ?) Will we act differently then? I guess it's all to do with one's fate. When you believe in what you feel inside, and follow the soft whispers of your heart. Will you trust the tinkling Mmms to let yourself fly freely? You will have everything you need, if you trust yourself. (I try to.) Occasionally, I go through those hmm.. should I? moments when it comes to making decisions. I have learnt to see through those moments now, and focus on what's more to come. Because there's more than what meets the eye. Just believe, we will all grow up someday. Somehow. xoxo C.

Dear ms Love,

2009-03-17T22:09:00.009+09:00

In a world of imperfections, you are the one exception. To some love birds, this may be the answer, well at least for most of those who question themselves.

Why are we here?
Where do we go from here?
Which love-base are we in?

At least for most of the questions in their heart, they'll ask how come it's so hard? For once, I'll admit being 'loved' is much better than being 'in love'. To those who are on the other side of the fence, be on your guard. While girls (and I, who once used to be on this side of the fence) keep it cool. Although I keep reminding myself that no boy is worth crying over, and the one who is, won't make you cry. It's hard to see other love birds being luvey dovey, while you, on the other hand, would rather enjoy the nothingness of your busy career and social life. Hey, it's not that bad now. It's better than finding yourself in the midst of guessing is he really into me, if at all? While being 'in love', on the scales of desire, his absence would weigh more than those chunky cookies you put aside for next month's stress relief therapy. Of course, this wouldn't apply to the recent news of the lovely Rihanna and bad boy? Chris Brown. One question why are they even back together? For the love of the world, you have to open your heart. Maybe this is where we should learn from, a Disturbia beauty welcomes back her Kiss Kiss sweetheart with arms wide open. I should post another question, what's next? After having to briefly read He's Just Not That Into You, I realised I've reached the dead end of a road trip which I should have detoured (hmm... lets see) about four years ago. At least happiness is here (at last!), like a butterfly the more you chase it the more it eludes you. But when it comes to turning your attention to other things it comes and sits softly on your shoulders (which of course you can easily just brush off without hesitation). Like they say, if you have love in your heart you will always have something to give. But if you judge people, you have no time to love them. I'm no love guru but sometimes the greatest thing in life is to be convinced, we are loved.

C.

The Noble She-Drivers

2009-03-04T21:59:00.006+09:00

The Noble She-Drivers

I like to watch races, only for the crashes. Like they say, female drivers play their game fair and square, but when it comes to driving it's a hard work! Just for laughs, until next time.

C.

Happy Birthday K. Lots of love!

2009-02-17T22:54:00.004+09:00

To celebrate the birth date of a dear one with a candle and a cupcake is a surprise.

Happy Birthday K. Lots of love! xoxo C.

Colour me new

2009-01-05T10:35:00.019+09:00

Looks like it's going to be a lush year after all. No matter wherever you are, some tropical island or a much colder part of this globe. You can't deny there's a need of a New Year Resolution. So I hear that much of the previous resolutions has expired or worn-out, but it's a new year after all. So lets not spoil the tradition. Previously some unnamed sources predicted the unfortunate 2008. They were almost right, but to some it might have been a year of smiles or perhaps tears. For weeks, we've seen the elevating stops a promising star and finally she showed some recovery. Her fans must have been holding their breath long enough to see what they're in for. Anyhow, glad to have you back B :) One might agree to the anticipation of starting a new year quietly, but it has shown much improvement since 2 months ago. Even a little mice would admire her hard work and hope for the best. From the lighter side of this coming festive season, it doesn't look like silent night is approaching anytime soon. To top that purple would have been my favourite colour if the scales was my BFF. Be nice, because it doesn't hurt to just put a little more effort in since stamina isn't much of an issue now. Although it's a little late, a quick get-together with a girlfriend earlier has confirm my need of a much quicker source than a be casual FBier.

xoxo

little new girl

A's airmail

2009-01-05T09:53:00.005+09:00

A Familiar Foreign Touch

2008-12-04T15:14:00.014+09:00

Just a few days ago (Tuesday), I learnt a very important lesson the hard way. One of the lesson I was forced to understand was that even if you’re on the right track, you’ll get run over if you just sit there. My apologies for not mentioning what really happened, but now that I come to think of it, it was quite an embarrassing situation. As a little girl I was always taught to be humble and responsible in everything I do. But sometimes, even the slightest misconception can bring about a misunderstanding or even a MISTAKE. Recently stepping into a once-familiar-land, I struggled. Although on the outside you might not see the effort I was trying to put forward, even the deepest nightmare may be shallower. I once breath the air, talk the language and think the alikes, but now everything seems to go through an 360 degrees turn of evolution. Maybe this might sound a little unbelievable, but I feel like a Martian here. True I’m a visitor here, but this place happened to be my life for over a period of 17 years. Everything seem to be like a dream I once had; the people, the smell, the noise, even the birds, the ants and lizards :S This quote “Nothing is as real as a dream. The world can change around you, but your dream will not...” Maybe it is reality after all, my “world”, the 17 years I spent living, eating and sleeping; a place I call home. But what about my dream? Is that just a non-reality world? Or can the places, I spend other than my once-familiar-land, be considered as my dream world?

Looking through his maddening eyes, I saw. I saw what I’ve missed; a total of 4 years worth of episodes. These 1460 of missed days can perhaps explain why everything seems to be “not ordinary”. This is the term I used since arriving back here a year ago. But I still wonder how about 3 years ago? Why didn’t this feeling of “Martian” never occur to me? They say “there’s no place like home, home is where your heart lives”. I’m sure getting used to the life here will be a challenge once again, that’s if I do plan to settle down here. But even the thought of it scares me, I once dream of starting my career in a foreign land. Maybe now I can consider this as my “foreign land” since I do feel that it’s not a familiar place anymore. What I admire most about fresh graduates are their freedom to choose where they want to go, where they want to kick-start their career and of course what every fresh graduates fear most, the getting-used-to and settling-down stage. For some it can be as easy as ticking boxes but for those who perform better in their comfort zone, this can be a hard task to complete, not to forget this is the final task. Anyhow what else can one do is to only perform her best and hope for the best.

xoxo

little growing up girl

One Cosmo please

2008-11-18T19:11:00.005+09:00

It was a night of reviving what used to be a sisterhood. At first, one might feel a little reluctant after what happened exactly 48 hours ago. But because the feeling of How Tos were overshadowing one's mind and heart. Thinking to oneself, does it matter at all? It was a dinner filled with jokes, bullies and laughter. Nevertheless one should enjoy every inch of it. So what would you like to drink? A glass of Cosmo please, thanks. (and a Better Watermelon Martini)

Before long, one might realise her tummy was starting to make some grumbling noises while hoping her neighbour diner doesn't notice any drum rhythms that was playing softly. The night has just begun, our table of 7 was less noisy as usual. Be reminded, this is just the beginning. But then each started to manja that we're hungry. few minutes passed. What would you like to start with? oh yes finally, a salmone please, thanks.

"Hotness" has arrived! Get your share. One might find the idea of smoked salmon not too bon appetit but oh well, what else could there be worst than giving someone a piece of heaven's love. Do you hear any drums? The salmone might have flipped its way through the rhythmic now quiet of ours. What's next on the menu you might ask? It was the festive of the night. Who could forget the "Wall-e says Opps in Nevernever land but Doesn't know Everything because he would rather Lie And Not Die." And they said you should be the king of your game if you started it, one might have guessed but it didn't appear to be so :P
Moving into the rest of the mouth savoury Linguine ai Frutti di Mare. Someone cheekily suggested that it would be fun to start up a challenge which became almost the talk of the night until someone else came up with something else. So the challenge was Whoever finish last or can't finish has to buy drinks for the table of 7, another clever approach came to mind Whoever finish last or can't finish has to kiss someone over the next table (thanks K's hb lol). Of course one couldn't finish her meal due to her almost too revealing dress (thanks A!) that almost flew up like the famous Marilyn Monroe in her white dress when the moment one stepped out of A's car.

Not long after someone cleverly suggested it would be fun to try on a 100mm high heel but one might not have predicted that this would last till the end of the night! Thanks Cy lol. But thankfully the evil minds of the 3 little angelic devils decided to take mercy on one after a very much long begging moments. blushes. It was a night to remember, especially the 2 high and much drunken tea drinkers.

Although one still hoped to not end the still-young night, but the early closing tea shops forced all to retire quietly. Oh well, fun has to end somehow.

xoxo

little oh-well girl

p.s. hav a safe flight Cy :P rmb us

Who's there?

2008-11-15T13:29:00.008+09:00

They say everything starts with a "knock". It can be "a knock on the door" or just a simple tapping on the arm. But nothing can compare with waking up and realised that you're being laughed at. Sitting near is a much awaken, living and wide-eyed self. Will you try again? Or maybe doze off. Zzzzzz

Just as the week was getting a little too ordinary, someone came up. But before you ask who, ask yourself, what is it really about? What does this say about oneself?

Telling a certain someone something which one might not want to hear can be hard. But does this make you wiser? (or even dumber?) Walking on a straight line can be hard, but when it comes to telling the truth you should listen. And listen carefully. You might say that this is an overly-sensitive topic, for once this is for real.

every hand has 2 faces. every face has 2 stories. every story has 2 lies. Curious what this is all about? One might not feel totally satisfied when one tries to apologise. But what happens when another someone tries to explain the faults that one feels it shouldn't be taken. Can this ever be judged, you might ask? Of course, nothing comes easy but once you understand each of our differences, you might understand the causes and the faults.

One might not want to take full responsible of all the faults that is passed to her. What does that say? It doesn't mean that one wouldn't take any of the sweetness. But because one just lost her appetite. Even when we shouldn't try to figure out what other people want to hear from you, figure out what you have to say for yourself. It's the one and only thing you have to offer. But like what they say, just because you can, doesn't mean you should. And remember no one can make you feel inferior without your consent.

xoxo

little apologizer looking for a guide

21st Avenue

2008-11-03T02:10:00.012+09:00

It's a night of masks and costumes, where the unknown becomes the surprise. If you know what this means.

Candles and pumpkins are the blings of Halloween. But what if a certain someone forgets to serve this very-delicious pumpkin soup? Will the festive night lose its taste? No, it's just the frosting on a vanilla cake. How about spider cupcakes?
As hurry as one might be, dressing up was never as fun as this. A disguise can be deceiving but can you blame one for trying too hard? They say behind every masks lies a story. Would you believe me if I tell you I didn't? One was rarely caught up by the minutes and seconds, but they were catching up. It was time to masquerade reality.

So, who are you?

a Cartoon Reality-check Witch? a Mary-Kate Olsen in Wonderland? a Scandalous Popstar with her Boy-Toy? a Hellboy-got-loose-from-TV? a friendly-Devil-turned Witch? or a Femme Fatale?

One might say that these are the Wild Bunch but don't be tricked because our flawless hearts are the center of our needs. Although being quiet is not what any of us might be fond of, but the sudden urge of not knowing that something BIG was about to happen was revealed.

Mary-Kate Olsen and the friendly-Devil-turned Witch appeared with a glowing cake, and with a much familiar number, all attention turned to one. It was the surprise. Even popping a champagne bottle can take up to 4 minutes, one had to try really hard to pop her 21st bottle, but that didn't stop one's anxious heart.

The night was still young. No one knew what was about to happen, but that was what tonight was all about. Doing the unknown, getting to know more of the known. A game we played under the moon, sitting around candles and covered with warm sweaters. From building houses with hay, travelling overseas, taking out wisdom tooth, watching the Notebook to body boarding, eating bear's paws to racing cars. Moving into the next event of the night was ghost story telling, where K and I for half the event were busy covering our ears, hoping not to hear anything. But the word "well" and "bed" unfortunately slipped through. Nothing can compare, when the word 'felt' was replaced by 'fart'. Thanks A!

Toasting to all the loved ones around, is a treasured moment one can imagine. Drinking champagne is a truly precious moment one can think of when surrounded by her besties.
One can only pray for that moment to last, but before long the night has grown wilder. We have reached midnight 12 am and it was colder than usual. Welcome to the 21st Avenue, you'd say, but remember you just made an introduction of yourself to the world.

xoxo,

little femme fatale

p.s. Thanks to all my beautiful friends.

21 Curls, 3 Wine Glasses & A Toast

2008-10-29T20:37:00.010+09:00

A silent festive heart awaits to have a not-too-typical day. Welcome to yet again another notable event in one's life. Reaching the '21'. If you were given a choice to celebrate your 21st, what would it be? A big bash OR just a quiet dinner with your tea drinkers (in other words, your besties)?

Didn't they say that a good friend is a connection to life - a tie to the past, a key to the future, the key to the sanity in a totally insane world ? One might not have any intention to party all-night long for her 21st, but what would they say? it's your 21st, you should go out and celebrate! Is it because one is bound by the loss of the same routine? or maybe because of her fear of breaking into the legal age that many think is when the world recognizes you.

Unless you can suggest a way of keeping everything under the lights, what else can you do? To willing to try one's luck on anything, hoping even the rain misses her. Fingers crossed. That is more than what one might hope for. But it's what one will always dream of. Wouldn't you agree?

Just because one tries to grow into a more eccentric character, you might think she's trying too hard. But truth is, even if it's an attempt, it grows within you.

P.S. thanks A and K for an awesome night! (& C) for the curler ;)

xoxo

little young lady

Feet Gone Wild

2008-10-23T10:54:00.008+08:00

Who ever knew that learning how to walk is as hard as standing with your own 2 feet? Didn't they say that if you fall hard, you learn hard?

But I've learnt that nothing comes easy and nothing comes free. It wasn't like any other typical nights where things just go smoothly, without realising what you've missed. Confused?

A quote by A, "...imagine these are the 2 feet in the world...you have to be stable...fall forward, not backward..."

Doesn't this just apply to everything in life other than ice-skating? Be brave when you stand, be firm with where you are. There might be 2 bimbo heads who's trying to run you over.Over and over again. But stay still, it's the least you can do.

Imagine this, the moment you step into an ice rink and all you see are the beautiful swirls that surrounds you. clockwise. Now one might try to slip quietly into this heaven-like ice place but is constantly taken down by the un-reasonable fickleness of her 2 feet (trying to tell herself that her 2 feet meant the world to her). Ouch! Again and again one might try to keep up with the experience of a lifetime. An attempt to learn from a much immature self, buckling up those roller blades and standing up. Then, FALL! on your back... double Ouch!

And this time, with a much persistent assurance from A, who decidely & willingly tries to coach up a first-timer. Screaming and using up all the muscles that one might have, this is rare. But who knew that one can be better in time. clockwise. anti-clockwise. clockwise. Much Better! Didn't they say that if you fall, get up and try again?

One might think that, that is the key to improvement.

A quote taken from K's "I stumble and I fall carry me thru,
the wonder of it all is u see me thru"

Who knew that fun can be so fun even if you fall hard and getting bumps all over. Thanks, A! bum-parker
xoxo

your little ice-learner

Behind those blinds

2008-10-19T10:12:00.008+08:00

Do you ever stop to think if you're safe at this very moment? Even the slightest misplace of a certain something can be so expensive, that even a diamond loses its worth. There's one thing I learnt from what happened exactly 62 hours ago, is how not to expect the unexpected.

Have you ever thought that someone might be lingering outside your window or even your room? That you can't see them but yourself through your so reflective-window, or maybe because it's dark. To tell you the truth, it scares me. For once not knowing who's outside but a feeling of someone there watching you; monitoring your every single move, noticing where everything is placed.

You may come to think that this is nothing but a full-on fear of such an insightful, deeply thought of some unrealistic happenings. But I know for sure, this was an unexpected twist at the wrong time.

To say thank-you to A for offering such a habitable crib out of the blues, one can think is never enough. But with hugs & kisses. Thanks A!

A quote from K's blog "☺ i rkn the bond between the ia sisterhood has strengthened over time as we learn more about each other’s lives." One must truly agree this over time.

Who says opposites don't attract? It's exactly that unique character of each of us that bonds us during that tea-drinking arvo of convo.

character::::::::::introvert - introvert - extrovert
submission:::::::off time - in time - on time
taste:::::::::::::::::salty - sweet - sour
car hues::::::::::::blend-in - blend-in - eye-catching
accessory::::::::::white gold - nada - white gold
hues:::::::::::::::::pastel - natural - vibrant
fruits::::::::::::::::watermelon - strawberry - strawberry
bubble tea::::::::watermelon - milo - green tea
bubbles::::::::::::green tea jelly - chocolate sago - green tea jelly
movies::::::::::::::anime - biographical/historical- musical
sci-fi:::::::::::::::::anti - anti - anti
Zzzz traits:::::::::super heavy - heavy - light
music:::::::::::::::alternative rock - jazz/bossa nova - pop/bossa nova
instruments::::::piano - keyboard - electone
driving traits:::::moderate - speed - speed
siblings:::::::::::::2 - 2- nada
voice:::::::::::::::::high - low - moderate
starbusts:::::::::::grapes - strawberry - greenapple
eating/talking:::silent - moderate - high
guy features::::::cute - eyebrows - fit
DBSK:::::::::::::::Hero - YunHo - YunHo
drinks:::::::::::::::juices - water - lemon tea
Zzzzz::::::::::::::::soldier - free faller - yearner
accent::::::::::::::Ozyfied - Indofied - Americanfied

Well, one should be aware that trust is most important when you need it. But don't judge what you don't see because you wouldn't know what's out there.

PS thanks A & K!

xoxo

your little noise sensitive extrovert

Mocktails Night-ers

2008-09-29T10:43:00.021+08:00

dear IA hooders, what do you say we go for a Tony Roma's night-out? As fleshy as it might sound, the night was extremely delicious. Would you like to see what's on our menu?

For starters, you might think it will be great to entree our night with an Onion Loaf but soon you'll realize it's more than just a plate of giant hand-cut Spanish onions. It was what we could bring to those crispy-breaded fingers, our fore-tells. Forecasting one's life was never our daily routine, but soon it became a crazed topic.

Even so, promoting one's origin wasn't any of our intention , but it became obvious when others start to show their thirst for more. Would you like a Tutti Frutti, a Funny Monkey or a Barry Freeze? It might seem similar to the other drinks, but like what they say, every drink has its own flavour. Having an in-out atmosphere can help overflow your minds with the past. But nothing can compare when you hear your songs.Those nostalgic memories of when you hear Travis, the Cranberries or the Corrs.

Judging from its looks, it's certainly one of the few dishes you would pick. An Original Baby Back Ribs. Next, the waitress would ask what you would like on the sides; the Corn on the Cob, the Loaded Mashed Potatoes or just the Cole Slaw.

Catching up with your original tea drinkers, is one of the many things you should do often. But sometimes, things come up & yadi..yadi..yadaa..Then you start to think, "oh why is the steak taking that long?" It's not that they're taking long, it's whether you can handle its aroma when it's in front of you. You might relate this to when most of us would wish to grow up quickly but when it comes to the stage when you think back and realised, "Oh, I should have enjoyed more when I was younger." But similar to this aroma, it becomes something you have to face when you're in the real world. Can you handle the truth?

So, is it normal to stay quiet & enjoy your meal? It was for us, the IA hooders. For once, it was those tiny moments where everything went in, and nothing comes out. But I can tell you, it's not very normal to have those moments, sometimes it gets a little awkward. In which someone would start babbling on something & try getting a feedback, if any at all. But who cares? You're together with your original tea-drinkers once again. As friendly as they are, they will be there for you all year round. Wherever, whenever.

Our urge to save room for some ...

Sweet stuff!

It was one of those nights where you enjoyed the hot stuffs, then comes the most exciting part of all. The true dessert of Chocolate Avalanche Molten chocolate cake. Like what they say, never leave without trying the dessert. It was for sure, a hot fudge sensation. A true finito of a very delicious night of reminiscence, fore-tells & ballyhoos.

& ended with a

xoxo

your little ballyhooder

a Kind of book-holiday

2008-09-26T19:17:00.014+08:00

Spring weekenders sleep-in. It is the start to yet another free-week.

It's yours for the taking. But when it comes to self motivating, I'll take Your Best Life Now by Joel Osteen.

Unlike any bibliographies I've flipped through, or even cared to glance at. This is for real, something different. Something unique. I guess what they say is true, 'don't judge a book by its cover'. Believe me, I've had my share of dozing off half way of most 1st chapters.

There're some things we hear or see that just felt like you've wasted your time to even cared to try & let them sink in, but things like this are sometimes more important than any other ones.

to envision your success It's almost like asking you to go for it! The times you failed, or the times you were held back. I've learnt that these must not outweigh your vision of success. But even so, things like this are sometimes, inevitable. But do wonder the what-ifs & why. Because when it comes to day-dreaming, you should be holding the steering wheel.

And they say you must conceive it in your heart & mind before you can receive it. Isn't it a shame if you live up to the routine of someday-I-will? As simple as this might sound but go ahead, dream big. Because it's not like there's a stop sign in front of you to slow you down. It's just a precaution.

Re-reading these quotes were just the mere surface of looking at its cover. But don't you agree? It's more convincing than any keen quotes you've seen. Waking up with a smile isn't a daily routine, although it does give you an idea of what this means. You might enjoy it, if you try. Thanks A! Until next time,

xoxo

your little heart & mind thinker

the Mr Past & Miss Look Forward to

2008-09-23T14:53:00.009+08:00

Do you wake up thinking about your past? Having a
continuous streaming flow of un-answered Qs. Like,
why did some things happen the way they do? Why did happy times go as fast as they come?

I never did in any way got over the fact that one of the happiest times went so fast before I even realised that I had it. Didn't they say, time flies when you're enjoying yourself? Or is it, time flies when you're enjoying yourself too much? Surely some things come and go, but some things which, you thought were meant to stay by your side forever, or at least for a little longer. But before you know it, things get a little un-smooth then in just one glance, they're gone. Forever, they're gone. As if nothing's ever happened. As if the world stopped for as long as you remember the word 'time' existed.

Recently, dealing with the essence of waking up and facing reality became a challenge for me after analysing what I wanted to do in life. Where do I plan to go and what should I do in 6 months, 12 months and 12 + 6 months? It really made me re-think of what I should aim at. Or more clearly, what are my goals.

Answering those Qs was such a hard task that I had to take several break to clear up my head. Once even take a wild spin and instead of taking a break, I became worried and started to feel intimidated by the fact that I was growing up, not longer a sweet *16* (I used to be). So like what I said, time flies so fast that even reflecting what happened during those playful days is a struggle.

An insightful detail of what I plan to do and where do I plan to start my early career has made realised that how lucky I am to survive a downfall with a handful of loving people around me; supporting my every moves, making sure I was walking on the right path, advising me with wise words and also those tea drinking nights.

Sometimes, things aren't as complicated as they seem. Sometimes they're really that SIMPLE. But our minds, as wise as we can be, think otherwise. Twisted, I call it. Re-reading entries that I excited, hurrily scribbled down, is a good way I've thought of to reflect the past, and move forward. While for the tearing part of the memories, that will certainly be a challenge, and probably a box a tissue wouldn't be enough but lets hope things will change for the better, or I'd say bestest.

xoxo

the little thinker

September, is here

2008-09-20T11:55:00.016+08:00

Unlike any Septembers, the season of sharing secrets has arrived. And it did made its way through, smoothly ahead of us. So it just struck the 12 00, but none of us was anywhere near our usual spots; a place we call 'home'.

Making our way through the endless week, the tea drinkers decided to call it a Friday night off. A time where their night life begins, or as we call it, a tea drinking night... One might think that speaking with a thousand dB can ruin the season, but does it stop secrets brewing? Or is it just an obstacle we should overcome by ourselves?

So, what is a tea drinking night you may ask. It is where the thoughts of the troubled or what-if minds (although the busy schedules seem to hover us) come together and spill their deepest wants, needs & fears. Where do you see yourself in 10 years? When do you think you should get 'm'? Would you like to do it in a white traditional long dress that your families & friends will make a note of? Or start with a simple bachelorette party to soothen things up?

Didn't someone say a day without laughter is a day wasted? Even sharing your deepest fears can turn into a 'joke' of the season. But is that what you should be afraid of? Or should we have a crème brûlée for dessert? Would you like to see what's more on our menu?

Growing up might not be as easy as you might think, but the thoughts behind the wants & needs can distort you in a way that even a PS might fail while attempting to do so. Even at strike of the 01 00, the simplicity of tea cups and its drinkers was getting nowhere near ready to adjourn. Instead it was getting rather more rich & savory as you'd expect of any of our desserts ought to be when tasted.

As there is an ongoing conflict between a certain someone & a tea drinker, it didn't appear that even the sweetness of a dessert menu can succumb the tortuousness. Didn't they say that a friend is one to whom you may pour out all the contents of your heart? Or perhaps it is true if the contents of your heart is not taken to an advantage. Sounds familiar? You should, because he lives among us.

No matter who your tea drinkers are, they are there for you. Because just being together is enough. Because they are there all year round.

xoxo

your little friendly tea drinker

As we time out, we seek for a better yesterday

2008-09-15T15:09:00.005+08:00

Time is a kind of freedom. It's sweet. But sometimes too sweet for my liking. Is yours too sweet too? As you would have guessed, the mere coincidence of its sweetness lies in between the too and the least. Don't worry about it because what you see might not be what you'll get. Perhaps it is a 'must' that we think time grows as we grow. Does time grow old as we do? Or is it just a saying that time flies as we grow old?

They say that procrastination is an art of keeping up with yesterday. But no one mentioned the obsession of this art can cause a certain overdoing. Is that something we need to figure out by ourselves?

xoxo

the little timekeeper

A weekend in the Avenue

2008-09-06T08:32:00.008+08:00

What do you say we go for another round of casual drinks & reflect our minds together. Welcome weekenders, where social-sisterhood never ceased to stop the candle dimming. Things were starting to get a little bit gloomy around the Bentley Avenue. But never under-estimate the power of the IA sisterhood because you might not know what we're capable of. Curious what's on the menu?

Tea, has been known for its debut of well being. As a little girl, you might not enjoy sipping the warm drink, but you will love sipping a sweet tea with your casual course mates. You might be sitting on a hard timber plane they call 'seats', but there's nothing more fun than what happened 12 hours ago.

It was more than what any of us were expected to stay up for. Night life. Why stay home while you can enjoy the fullness of your youth? You might have the 100 con-reasons why you're not what many expect you to be. But no matter how many cons are spilled, it is just simply Life.

No doubt many will love the night life. But is it because most of us do it? Or is it because the feeling of blending in is essential to most of us. I've been brought up to respect and follow time as it has to me. Can you see it on my rear mirror? Because it looks like it's gaining speed.

This wasn't the case 3 years ago. As naive as any little girl would be, the idea of staying out late would never even crossed your mind until you meet a certain someone. The someone who is more casually known as Privilege.

Smile, it's the least you can do. But be careful of what it will bring you. Because nothing comes free and nothing goes free.

while 12 hours ago...

From social talks of households to drinking coffee, our convo was getting more interesting but time was kicking us out of the way. Social meetings are not our daily routine but tea drinking is.

xoxo

little tea drinker

Behind your wheels, it's all about time

2008-08-31T21:29:00.010+08:00

"I fee the need, the need to speed."

Cars

I've always (& will always) love cars. The need to speed is more than just a feeling of satisfaction, it's like a living parasite in me. What does that mean? Some say the way you treat your car, and what you drive reflects who you are. Do you agree? I do. But my ride became mine during a rush hour. Does that count?

At 6, my urge to ride became enormous. I started with bicycles, slowly into car, where I sat on Papa's lap behind the wheels then I moved into experimenting with my uncle's scooters. That reminds me, it was fun! I'm not sure why, but my red BMX bicycle was my favourite movable toy when I was young. Barbie dolls never got to me, the way it made all the other little girls go crazy about them. I guess that's what made me, me. I still remember when I used carry or ride my BMX down the 12 flights of stairs onto ground floor (at last!) Seriously, I did ride down the stairs sometimes, when there's no one around. Scary? Yea, I know but it was so cool, I used to think. You see, we stayed at the 6th floor, the highest and we didn't have lifts like the other flats! Good to exercise, but tiring when it comes to carrying our grocerries. And I would ride my BMX proudly down the super-steep hill with a routine of skid and tumbling down into the bushes. And I do mean, rolling down the hill. Scars never lie. Do you have yours?

I got bored. It wasn't fun anymore. So, I sort of moved backwards into baby years. What do I mean? Do you know those little cars that toodlers ride with a tiny steering wheel? I'll call those baby cars. Anyway, my cousins and I used to ride those down a really, really steep hill that was right in front of their house. And I mean it because even driving up the hill in a car can be challenging for an experienced driver. We would rushhh down the hill and also with occasional tumbling downwards. My 1st ride proved that, and since then I've regretted taking that dare-devil ride because it stamped a deep scar on my right ankle. So that brings me to my next ride. A much bigger one.

Papa's frequent changing of cars started to interest me. Although I'm still not too clear of why we've got different rides almost every other month, it was nevertheless exciting. Imagine this, I get to ride a Toyota in January, by the end of February you'll see me in a Nissan, which will last until April where I'll be in a Tata Sumo then a Mercedez Benz, and by August you'll see me in a Land Rover, that only lasted for a month and I get to be in a Pajero then Vitara. Wait, it doesn't stop there! By the end of the year I would be a Land Cruiser and by the beginning of a new year I would be in a small Suzuki, moving into March I'll be in a Vitara. And that's where I'm at currently. So a total of 10 cars I've rode since young, behind the wheels with Papa as my guide was the real 'car' experience I've ever had. Where do you get to ride 10 cars in less than 20 years? Unless you're a driver or your daddy owns half a country. Or you went into a car dealer and tested all the rides, which doesn't count. Spotted now with my Celica, I'm quite proud of it (other than the almost-peeling-nakedly my front car-nose). Smooth ride, I'd say. My first car after getting my license. Great fun! Seasonal car race with A down the empty freeway at wee hours is the most exciting and superbly awesome ride you can ever get. And considering the fact that we were almost half asleep before we start racing, which made us alert more than ever, we drove well! Heart pounding, music beating loudly to keep myself awake, A and I enjoyed it. It was like an alternate win, which no one can predict; I'd win once, she'd win the next & etc.

How about scooters? Aren't they cute? Yes, they are. Until you skid and fall. Fingerscross. I enjoyed while I could. Riding a scooter was such fun. I started that when my cousin and I got bored sitting at home. We decided (we were both underage then) to steal my uncle's scooter key and try riding it. Got the keys! I distracted my uncle while she would walk the scooter further from our house, so when we start the engine, no one would be able to hear us,then I would run and catch up on her. Start up the engine and she would ride while I'd sit behind her because she was older (only by a few months, but it didn't really mattered then, because I was nervous anyway). After a few attempts, one day we got caught by our neighbour who spotted us riding happily on the road without helmets! (which was dangerous, what was I thinking?) He took us back in his car and told my uncle. Soon the whole family knew about our sneaking outs, from my uncles to aunties, from my grands to my parents and my lil' cousins. It wasn't too serious, though because my parents knew then that we wanted to try out riding a scooter, officially. Both of us got proper guiding and soon after we rode it whenever we wanted but to a limited amount of time (& with those old, stinky helmets). No license, too bad. However, I fell and my flops slipped and broke. That was my last time riding it. When there's an up there's always a down. Look out.

I love riding cars but taking care of cars. That's a backpain! Recently coming back, my car battery died on me so after several attempts to revive it, it came into life once again. The reviving attempts were tiring, including one where my neighbour had to help me, told me it would have blown into pieces if I were to continue driving for an hour (thank goodness it died on me!)

Sometimes I wonder, what type of ride would I have had if I didn't get this during my rush hour. Would it have been a lousy, old ride? Or would it be a surviving ride? Anyhow, love the ride, with hopes in the future that will get a similar. When your smooth rides get in the way, there's only one thing to do.

xoxo

she loves her ride

Hi, reality

2008-08-29T21:53:00.019+08:00

The warmth of the lanterns in Tiger Lil’s bar welcomed all the students and professional designers to the DIA student mixer. I was really impressed with the speeches by the designers at the beginning of the event as they support us, the non-graduates and wishing us all the best in fulfilling our dreams, as they have fulfilled theirs. It also became clear that most of the designers graduated from TAFE, which gave me the opportunity to learn the different quality of teaching and studying as compared to Curtin University. Since a number of the designers I’ve met were fresh graduates and just started working in firms, it was a great opportunity to learn how they went through their transition. Was it tough? Or is working just the same feeling as when they were studying?

The meeting with the professional designers in Tiger Lil’s bar was almost like a wake up call for me. At the beginning of the student mixer, I wasn’t too keen in how I would approach any of the professionals because seeing them, I wondered, “Why would they discuss any topics with a non professional and particularly yet to graduate student?” These thoughts began to worry me. Nevertheless, Adam, an industrial designer spotted me sitting quietly glancing around the bar, nervously I sat there. It wasn’t long before we had an in-depth discussion about his university life followed by his working life.

According to him, the feeling of satisfaction was much more credible when you have a real client, compared to having your tutor or lecturer as your ‘pretend’ client. Because when you are designing and your client is your tutor or lecturer, it becomes clear that indirectly your designs were to hold the ace that you will either pass or fail or get a high distinction grade. It creates a sense of fear that make you wonder, “Will he/she like it?” And there’s the fact of favouritism. Later that night my friends and I started to reflect what we discussed or learnt from the designers, I realized that the idea of a lecturer or tutor favouring a student is almost essential. It doesn’t only ease the student into getting a higher grade, but the lecturer or tutor will frequently use that student’s work and set it as an example to where the others should be at. And trust me it is a great feeling as I have, personally went through it. It's like the feeling of showing off to your mates how great you've been although you didn't spend as much time as some may have.

Having a real client in the working life, according to Adam, is a much easier task because as a designer, you have to work side by side with the client to satisfy their wants and needs. And the fact that they are paying you for your professional skills means that they have to tolerate with the designers too. So you see it works both ways. Moving into another professional designer’s point of view, we met Bryan who works as an Interior designer in a firm that is located in Perth City. The first and most important information I learnt from him, which he emphasized more than anything else was “Apply for the job before you graduate.” That was what he and his other 4 friends did and the moment they graduated, they knew which company they will be working for. I agree with that as well, because securing the position you want before graduating will make you confident that the major you just graduated from is worth it. Another crucial advice he gave is to get as much working experience as we can before we graduate or before we start applying for a position because in this way we can have a better chance of getting what we want.

Gathering up all the information and knowledge I needed from the event has given me a clearer view of how others went through their transition and it has answered many questions I have had
since taking this major. The advice of getting as much working experience as I can is a motivation that I will treasure. Before this event, I was unsure how other graduates went through their transition of studying life into working life, and whether doing as much working experience as I can will help me. So given that piece of advice from Bryan, I can continue my goal of doing working experiences in more companies before I graduate to have a better understanding on how designing in reality is like.

Now to list down what I need to do before graduating. I need to:

Continue my goal of doing more working experiences
Enjoy the holidays now while I can before I graduate and start working
Attempt to learn as much from lecturers
Learn to think more critically
Explore as much as I can; travelling might be a good idea?

xoxo

a little girl who dreams big

All About Nothing

2008-08-28T13:48:00.007+08:00

The 3 enthusiastic hearts behind the scenes of the making of the video of 'pRoJecT pAraDiSe'. It was a once in a life-time experience that I found really productive and exciting. Initially during the planning stages, I wasn't too keen of the freshness of the end product but it turned out much more well than I expected. The making of the video was the ultimate, most hilarious moments I've ever witnessed personally. It never occurred to me that watching those takes would brighten up a person. A grumpy face would transform into a cheerful smile! If you don't believe me, check it out here. A day before this, K and I decided to take a better recording of A singing because the version K sent me wasn't too audible. Of course with the proper technical (& what we've learnt from building science) skills, a few try-outs made the recording much clearer and much better. Thanks K. Using A's cushions and K's scarf, we had the version that we wanted. And off we went into the planning of the scenes for the video which took us basically 4 hours, 9pm-2am. The planning stages consisted of discussing the whereabouts we would shoot for each scenes and occasional new, outrageous ideas became another joke in the corner, which takes us about 20mins before we get serious again. As we continue planning and conceptualising what would umph the video, K noting down each scenes became much clearer. Countless repeating of the recording we took a few hours ago was essential for us to get inspired, thus to come up with good ideas. I cannot stretch how important it is to work willingly in a team. Teamwork is useful once you get the hang of it and letting yourself tolerate with others' idea, while occasionally share some of your ideas is a gold.

Finalising our schedule for the next day of making of the video, our following task was to choose the suitable wardrobe for A, from PJs to Spring fresh look to Autumn look to beach wear. With our full satisfied hearts, we left A to her beauty sleep and hibernate before the next full scale action day.

Tuesday 10.30am.

Off we went to meet up at K's house to shoot the 3rd scene, which was at the window. The beginning of these takes became a challenge for all of us, but more for A, as she had to gather up all her guts and put it in front of the cam. The next scene was to be at my house front door where A was to walk out of the house into the sunny day and continuing the shots, we decided to start filming for 'extra shots' to slot in when needed. These were taken at my front yard where A had to walk pass, feeling her hand gracefully on dry bushes.

Fearing we might not be able to catch the sunset on our last scene at the beach, K and A decided to put on a time schedule. Next up, we drove to A's friend's house to pick up 'the hat' for the park scene. Then headed to East Perth park, where we spent around an hour and a half filming. The housing area became one of our spots for the extras, so with A's car and me behind the steering, K began to film A strolling on the streets. And again, funny moments were at its height. The constant strong wind and joggers became one of the highlights at the park. It's not just that, the funniest takes were during this whole hour. It's not clear though why this was the most active hour A had in her. Other than that, it was such a laugh.

Next top. Mounts Bay Road, the Jetty! Maybe to most, it is better known as where the statue that frequently had seasonal clothings on is at. This was the most outrageous scenes for A, as to her it became clear that filming beside a busy road was a challenge for her guts and her mind set. We could see in her that she really wanted it, but guts sometimes got in the way. However, the takes from this site was unbelievably beautiful. It was not just the blue house and the clear blue sea rushing up against the rocks, it was the full energy A had and nature was supportive enough by occassionally providing light breeze. That just made our day. Although we were freezing, our warm, excited hearts to the beach was pounding harder than ever, we rushed off, up the hill and drove off to our last scenes.

Cottlesloe beach. It was cold at first, but we had to finish our first few takes before heading to the last scene of 'togetherness'. Sorry for K's hurting feet for standing at the pole, but our heights became a factor when we had to film from a bird's eye view of A looking at the sad smiley face before leaving it and walks up the sand towards the sun. Finally! It was time for us to have some fun. We got all excited and I for once ran up to A leaving K to set up the cam for the last few takes. Apologies K, but my heart was like pounding off my chest lol. Remember how I complained about how freezing cold it was just now? Now it's not anymore. After constant running up and down for the last few takes, heat took up on us and made us more active. Jumping up and down for the picture scene became our best friend for the next few minutes because we were not afraid or worried of people at the beach staring us strangely. It turned out quite well, as you can see here.

To finish the making of the video of pRoJecT pAraDiSe, we headed back to my place for the waking up and dreaming scene. Which took a while as my throwing of the picture skills were not very aimingly strong. Not that I'm proud of. So finally K decided to just have the pictures collaged together so throwing will not be a factor. As happy as we all were, sadly it was the end of filming. But editing and combining the scenes again left us really excited because we were so anxious what the end product looked like. And trust me, we were all exhausted and tired. After all the actions and high energized 10 hours, it was 1 am. K's turn to work her magic to produce what we've planned and taken that day. We made our time limit of a day, which I'm really glad we didn't use up the whole 24 hours. After spending 3 hours combining and editing all the takes, with A constantly dozing off in her cozy chair while I was still up feeling excited, looking up to K's editing skills. It was no doubt a very time consuming and patient tolerating hour of waiting for all of us.

Finally, the video clip and our hard work and enthusiasm has astounded us in so many ways. So hope you enjoy the video and look out for the funny moments while making of the video 'pRoJecT pAraDiSe'.

xoxo

pRoJecT pAraDise stylist

A Little Tell Tale

2008-08-25T18:10:00.008+08:00

Stepping out into this world is not for amateurs. Growing up learning a few languages was tough. But it's useful once you step into a world full of people with different mother tongues. I, personally entered a hall full of humans yet I felt 'alien'-ated. It wasn't easy. It was tough enough that I had to force myself and my brains to start working over the top. Squeezing out what I've learnt over the past 10 years. Handy enough! My memories weren't all that terrible. Especially when I had to go through the countless 'passing' grades in high school. (credit was the average to pass the year) That became obvious that I needed a more professional help with my tuition. So, Mr S was helpful enough to help me out. Will I had to pay, of course. But still, the others that I've spent wasn't helpful at all. Nevertheless, the friends that I've picked up from all the different tuition, that was priceless.

Moving on, last Saturday's charity work was a case where knowing another language was helpful. Handy enough, K went through a situation where not many will enjoy. But it has taught me a lesson, -learn more language-. It's for your own good. Understanding some quarters bits & pieces of what I hear from hanging around with A and her same-culture friends. Finally I can get this opportunity and add it into my collection of 5 language that I'm able to understand. Before starting this semester, I've thought of taking a language unit, but because of this and that & blah blah blah.. Wasn't able to. So back to square one. Maybe there'll be another chance next time.

How can I learn more about my mother tongue and others? Movies, grandparents and friends. Sounds fun! Watching tv has always helped me with my language, since one of my born-weakness is language. Don't ask me why, but listen, it's not that bad, really. So as I was saying, since young I've always been 'addicted' (acc to my parents) to tv. I never liked watching movies, but preferred to switch to the "cartoon network" channel. Yes! I loved watching Top Cat, Speed Racer, Little Lulu Show, the Jetsons, Swat Cats. Brings back memories doesn't it? And while watching I'll pour out my large blu-ish box of Lego and start constructing my house, using my family as the main characters. That became my favourite all time hobby and everytime my mum comes home, when I hear her switching off her car or when I see my dad's head popping up at the window. I'd rush like a freak; switch off the TV, upack my school bag and start doing work! Being as childish as I was, never realised that touching the warmth of the TV's back can predict how long I've been watching it. Oh well, childish times are a laugh now.

Hanging out with my grands has forced me to take in and learn 'the language' that I almost can understand now. It has taught me one good lesson. Always observe whenever you can. It's useful, trust me. I'm proud that I'm able to listen and respond a little (at least) when spoken to. I'd remember when I was younger, everyone would be back from the annual new year's eve dinner, and boy, am I glad to see all my cousins. Talk about coming from the same family, I would sometimes get dumb when Nana speaks to me in this 'alien' language I used to think. I'd reply by either shrugging or grin the widest as I can, hoping she would turn to the nearest abled speaker, so I can RUN! And she would praise how my other younger cousins who could understand and speak it, but I always protested silently to my mum 'that's because they're always with Nana'. That obviously didn't help, so finally I had to learn it. It was easy, really. It's almost like speaking without 's' and constant guessing helps. That brings me to the last but not least; friends..

What a wonderful world it is with 'friends'. Of course, they're like your world; they watch you grow up (or vice versa), you learn from them and you share secrets. My personal experiences with 'friends' wasn't as typical as others. Since growing up sans siblings wasn't tough, it was a challenge when it came to 'go mix with the other kids'. Nevertheless, having a small, close group of friends isn't that bad at all. It just makes my network, smaller. Which I can expand, hopefully. I do find myself growing really intimate with these bunch of friends. Sometimes I would feel, when I see my 'other kids' countless numbers of networks they have, compared to mine. I felt inferior, but it made feel different, unique, special. Who cares how many friends you have, as long as they're there to stay. Didn't they say 'friends forever'? It's not all true, so learn this. They're your friends, when they stay. Right K? Hanging out with friends from different culture, I've learnt has improved my skills to communicate in another language which I never thought (when young), I would be able to even learn since language is one of my weaknesses. But it became easier everyday. So don't just expand your network, expand your language ability. It will, someday, expand your network.

xoxo

a little girl who has nothing to lose

the birthday girl

2008-08-23T20:03:00.007+08:00

My first experience helping at a charity work has left me aching all over, and after that challenging stretch! badminton match yesterday, it became clear that I was unfit again since coming back from the all-day-long strolling here and there last holiday, which I hope I"ll return to someday. After the short pause of my getting active scheme, arriving back in this place where 'activeness' doesn't seem to exist, mentally. The moment I stepped into this 'are you fit' world, my biggest fear is stepping on the scales. Every time I find it a challenge to take those few steps just to get a reading, a simple 2 digit. I'm terrified that every morning, waking up to think "damn, I need to lose weight" or "shoot.. I'm so unfit!"

However taking in these thoughts, I've started to take steps for a more active life; occassional walks to my classes is the main or I shall say the only more active activity I have every now and then. So, having matches and helping out with the charity has made me feel terribly good because I thought it was back to square one for me to achieve my 21st birthday goal; that is to look and feel good. My last trip wasn't just like any other trip, but it was a really motivating yet inspiring trip. Where I realised for my coming 21st, I have to or basically need to take this opportunity to re-start my new life. To some culture, 16 is the coming off age, some take 20 to be the beginning of their adult hood, to the others, 21 is the key into the real world, while some believe reaching the age of 25 is the mature stage to open and explore into your adult, independent life. For me, 21 years old is a really important stage, year that will determine where I'll be. It almost feels like it will be a year of reflecting my childhood, contemplating what I've gone through and try to improve my weaknesses and revitalise my strengths (if I have not already done so). And most probably spend my whole year putting up a resolution; listing the 21 areas i need to either start doing or improve.

Since losing the 'teenager', I find myself thinking why did God didn't just give us superpowers so we can control our age? Then I thought, if that did happen the greedy/evil individuals would, by now, taken some steps into conquering the world for their own golds just because they have this.

Another thought came to mind, I feel old. Or maybe, I feel old-ER. But does that make a difference? I like to think that it does, personally. It's not because I think getting into the 20s is a big deal. It is. But not being able to feel and treated like a child, does and will make me miss those privileges and praises. Being treated unfairly good just because you're still young is really tempting and once you get a hold of it, you wouldn't want to let it go. Growing up not being able to learn the richness of independence becomes quite tough as I grow older, because everything in this world is about getting a firm grip of your stand. And also maintaining that position. Deep stuffs I know, but it really has got me thinking about where I'm going and where I need to go since realising it's not far before I reach that golden age.

Some receive the 'golden' key as their present for their 21st, which might mean a key into adulthood, an independent life or my personal favourite, a good luck charm to both family and career life.

Coming back into real life context. Am I spoilt? I'll stay 50-50 on this. Details of these will be updated soon enough. For now, lets say I've started to feel more determine than I have felt a year ago. And that feeling is extremely pleasing. Over and over, years and years I've tried and I've always failed; improve for a few months, then it was back to square one. Now, every day I wake up with the energy to be determined. Desperation = Determination

xoxo

her little desperate calls for back up

the Lovebirds~^~

2008-08-22T22:06:00.008+08:00

Some fortnights ago, I had some disturbing thoughts of what happened to me and a boy aka lonely boy. What ever happened to us? It began in high school, where rumours seemed to control our then innocent minds. It was never meant to be that way, but yet it happened out of nowhere. No one predicted it. Not even his friends, his so-called gang. Yet it was at the time I thought "love" that made us as strong as anyone could imagine.

Since young, I've heard rumours and news about a certain belief that never seemed to let the nature of man, the freedom to talk and to live. It was just a matter of 10 years that image of that belief and its evilness sank into me, my mind and my soul. But out of nowhere, he appeared. As cheeky as he was, as loveable as he was, he became 'friendly'. Even the sudden invitation to an event that I will remember for the rest of my life became inevitable. Even before I made any decision, I knew it was big. I knew something was coming, something I never thought I'd have and that soon enough it will leave me empty inside, scared.

The mid-story is one which has made me feel that I've had my part of fun in my life, the luxurious days and love. The roses and presents that I still keep dear to my heart. It wasn't just any normal love story I see or hear, but because it happened to me and it left me and changed me.

Although I seem to find all the worldly reasons to blame everything on lonely boy, but fact is never did I for once ever tried or acted to lie to him about what happened to us. But lies won the battle of truthfulness. I was furious when the news came, mind you it was through msn messenger it ended. A simple online live messenger could do so much harm that never ceased to heal even until today. While lonely boy is happily off with a 'better' partner. Same continent, same campus. Wouldn't that have worked, if we were too? Sometimes I do wonder why the sudden decision to change course, would that made my today different?

But to rule out, the fun outgoing days we had was the most fantasized moments I've ever had. The constant meet-ups, hang-outs, make-ups and movie-outs were until today, one of the best memories I have of lonely boy. Why lonely you may ask. Such a term wouldn't have been made, if it wasn't for lonely boy to tell me about his secret. A dark side you may imagine. I, personally have not ask lonely boy of the term, but working out how his 'nerdy' character throughout his childhood became clear to me. Until he met me, both our worlds evolved, for the better. Maturity became an issue once, but our quarrels sort it out. As I realised, I was also going through the same stage. And I'm probally a step ahead of him, why not give him a chance, let him grow? He grew all right. And became further away from me, as time and distance caught up on us.

It was fun. However, I do hope one day, I can grow to meet a 'better' person. And for all its worth, I hope that certain person can sweep me off my feet and make me feel I'm the luckiest girl. My mind sometimes wonder by itself, how is he? What is he doing now?

Over a period of 2 years, rebounds were thought to have work for my case. But it failed. My situation became worst, as I began to think more, until one day I had to tell myself to STOP IT! I've regularly force myself out of the 'think of him' frame, but the slits infected my mind. Curiosity did caught up to me once, but it has began to eat up on me on the inside...

xoxo

a little girl who didn't know what love is until a boy came & broke her heart

< the Past, present to Future >

2008-08-21T22:33:00.005+08:00

Yes! It's a cane. The ones that were used to spank the little bums or (in my case) hands. So the question is, should we spank kids? Personally, I had both; spanking and canning. And there were not too extreme compared to the ones I witnessed; a tuition teacher used to have his hammer beside him every class. Thank god for that, I didn't get to experience that. Tho, that would be quite dreadful. Recollecting all the memories of the tears and spanks. It turned out to be a laugh-out-louds. I remember once when I decided to follow a bunch of friends to the 3rd floor "red door" we called, which was basically owned by a family who opened their door to students from the 5th floor "lim's tuition" to gamble. It was a horse racing game, where we put tokens and scream out to win; usually we'll earn an extra $5 to about $15, which was considered a lot when I was young. $5 meant I can buy 5 Cokes and distribute my winnings. Anyway, the first time I went there became the last time, as my so-called best friend aka neighbour reported to my mum that I went into the "red door". Argh! Spanks! Spanks! That hurt. And because of that, I had 2 long and short scars each on both my hands that extended to my arm. That was the most serious spanks I ever got. The rest was nothing ;) oh well, that was an experience. From then on, the 'good girl' came into place. Till now =P

Recently, I became aware that my personality or the way I look can be quite deceiving. I have had friends coming up to me, asking me whether I want to join them at clubs and drinks. Some even thought I'm an all time clubber. Which for a fact, I'm quite proud of, yet I'm worried of. I'm proud because that shows how deceiving my looks and personality can be, how outgoing some thought I am. (I'm quite outgoing, I just haven't found the right people to share the times with, plus, uni life isn't too over the top) The reason why I'm worried I'm not at all the clubber they think I am, is because the good girl I try to portray turned out to be the total opposite, which doesn't convey what I have been trying to say since I can remember it. A friend of mine even thought I look like I will be a soccer mum, who gets a steady boyfriend, marries him, settle down, have children and stay at home, looking after the kids. I'm curious tho, what if that does happens? Although I must say, I'm more career minded than anyone think I am. Not just because it's the all time favourite dream every graduate should have. But I'm trying to follow the footsteps into being successful, or maybe not that successful but just living steadily and happily. The recent reflective journal I did for a unit, Career Strategies, did really open up my eyes into thinking what will happen in the future and what I want to do after I graduate. It scares me to think time passes faster than I thought. With the assignments going on, time does really eat up basically my 24 hour clock pretty fast.

xoxo

Doctor D's motivational rule #1

2008-08-20T17:55:00.005+08:00

Net's been pretty good to me until I abused it with frequent YouTube-ing. That didn't hurt tho. Spent yesterday 'whole day' watching the last movie shots of Marilyn Monroe. To name a few of her famous seductive characters were Niagara, which I didn't get to finish watching because I got too bored and I was worried my net might eat up on me again, thus the non finish watching of the movie, I also watched Something's got to give, which wasn't finished because of the sudden news of the end of the famous seductress, Marilyn Monroe. Next I looked into Gentlemen prefer blondes, which is about 2 entertainers, one portrayed by Marilyn herself, who was currently dating a well-off, well-respected gentleman, Gus. However, as some say, an individual can be beautiful on the in-side but not the out-side. Gus's in-side out shined his out-side. So the story continued with Leigh (Marilyn Monroe) and Dorothy sailing to Paris where they'll meet Gus. As scandalous as Leigh can be, Gus sent a PI to spy on her. And it went on and on, with lots of funny moments. In the end, she marries him and The End. By the time I finished watching that, it was time for dinner, and plus my net was turning its back against me. So time to say Bon Voyage to YouTube for now. Tho, I really wanted to check out How to Marry a Millionaire and the Prince and the Showgirl which looked really interesting.

M sent me an email regarding motivation when dieting after consulting Doctor D. I, again, thought it might be a waste if I just let it lie there without me reading it, so read it.Turned out? It contained some really useful tips; like prevent keeping food in any rooms other than the kitchen, don't watch TV while you're eating and etc. So lets analyse why keeping food in any rooms other than the kitchen can help with yo-yo dieting? Lets say you got bored doing what you were doing, you start to look around and realize there's a pack of yummy-looking Pringles, or for my instance bread. Then you start to ponder and finally walk over pick it up and gobble it down before realising how much calories you just gobbled down into your already-not-toned-stomach. There I've said it. Our strongest weaknesses, giving into those finger food that seems to chant "come to me, you know you want me..." So, keeping food in any rooms other than the kitchen does increases your chance of finger eating.So what about watching TV while eating. Why is that bad? Is it because you are not able to estimate or realise how much you've chewed on? Or is it because the longer you sit, watching TV the more you'll want to chew on? For my instance, it'll be a little bit on both. It's not that I'm hungry the n I start gobbling down anything, but the fact that the habit of finger eating became my on and off best friend while I'm doing my models, researching the net for designs or working on my concept plans. It's just my strongest weakness began to ate my mind to think before I could think of the right thing to do.

So leaving that hanging. I've recently started to find interest in Stephanie Dopoux's work. Some of her fun, exciting projects are the Nylo Plato hotel, the one at Warwick too. I love those. Those will be some of my inspirations for my current project. Laneway project's quite challenging but it seems to be more interesting everytime I start analysing it. Although I must say that it's quite a hard task to analyse the sun orientation. So, mentioning about sun orientation, I won't be focusing on that. As it'll give me more work to do, just to analyse that.

Since dazzled by the opening ceremony at Beijing, I haven't gone by a day without catching a glimpse or two of the current, updated medals toll. I guess it's just because it's happening in Beijing, I'm showing more interest in it than it was when it was held in Sydney. And I heard, the opening Olympic ceremony is considered the best to this date. Go China! However, it's quite sad that none Bruneians turned up. Quite pity. Should have gone and tried and experience the world class competitions. Oh well, they should have their personal reasons of why they let the nation down. While from M, Malaysia's Olympic gold medal athlete was paid a sum of $300k for his accomplishment and will be paid a monthly salary of 3k every month. That's a bit over isn't it? Also, not forgetting the Datuk title was given to him. Won't there be 30 over Datuks if that happened in China? Tho, it'll be nice. I can see from his point of view. lol

As for tonight, it'll be quite quiet.

Till then

xoxo

recognizing everyone feels lonely for a while...

2006-10-17T21:30:00.000+08:00

what a day..
wasted half of it, quite useful in the other half.

had class this morning at 8am... 8AM!! who had uni at 8AM!!?? uh... anyway, it's life. so just gotta appreciate it eventhough it's a pain in the ass to wake up as early as 6am and rush to Uni just to find out that I wasn't even late. Was early in a strange sense..*huh*
spent the next 2 hours practising Artlantis which gives me the creeps, not because it's haunting me, but it's not a very interesting program compared to sketch up and archi cad.. those are my fav at the moment though i'm stil trying to use it...
had a two hour break, but stayed back to start my DC project, the MARIO BOTTA project that's due in 2 weeks' time.
attended a half empty lecture at noon which was just a total waste of time *i think*, that's my point of view, but if anyone thought it was SO USEFUL *sacarsm*..then man, you gotta be kiddin' me..haha..
next up!! got a 2 hours break again before 2 hours of the most wasted time i ever had today. sitting in a half empty tut with the Rick. it was a compulsory attendance thing, so i doubt i'll attend it the next time. maybe i shouldn't *should i should i not*
did some quick errands at Coles and the vege & fruit groccery shop.
my fridge's been quite empty, except for the freezer that's full of meat which my mum bought before she headed back... guess i dn't have the time to cook much now..or is it i'm being lazy.. *guess*
not in the mood? probably.. but i'll cook if there's someone here with me.. or share with me our dinner.. that would be nice..
Oooohh.. how i wish there's someone here with me..guy preferably..haha..nah..i'm not being flirtatious or anything..guys i'm not flirting** hahaha..well, i don't usually..unless i'm interested..or really REALLY interested..haha..*hint*

ok..

end of break.. my end of blog break..haha..
till next eventful time i guess..

the start and the end

2006-10-14T10:27:00.000+08:00

I'm so happy. i've finished my ESD essay. well, at least i hope it is..
it's due in 3 days's time. now it's out of my head, i've still got others to worry about...but it's good it's done. now i can sit back and relax..well, not really relax but more of a *sweet day* thing..

a beginning.. that's a good start. everything has a beginning, it just depends on the progress after that beginning.. the end, bitter sweet ending? not too sure myself.

im trying to upload a picture background for my friendster, but seems little tougher than i might have thought. maybe because i'm not that expert in computer yet..*YET* haha..

gymming every twice a week, thats good way to stay fit and toned up ...isn't it? though i've been trying like hell to stay up to speed with what's going on within my body..*tsk*tsk* tremendous job for me..knowing that it's not going to last for quite a long time, might..actually..*thinking*

i just signed up for flickr.com. it seems interesting, with all the amazing pictures ..or shall i say photographs, since most of the photos inspired me.. especially those model making pods and sculptures.

i'm trying to get into the expertise of doing web design, after surfing through some really good ones by friends. they're just so good at it..*sigh* hope my time will come. well, i know when i'm practising it.. anyway, i should get back to my work and assignments..

cheerious**!!

life... surprises??....life...

2006-10-11T22:12:00.000+08:00

today hasn't been much useful.. had a virus infection on my laptop.. which is bad news, but the thing was how i got it?? you may ask..

well, i was putting all my effort in trying to open autocad 2007, but didn't work BECAUSE there wasn't any key agent!! hahaha... anyway, i tried downloading an illegal key agent for it, then did..success BUT something bad happened..VIRUS ATTACK!!!.. i've installed spyware and antivirus software..jst not risking it..in case anything happens.. i've made back ups now..

half the day gone just like that..but it's just not that that i spent my time on, i did do some models for 'grafitng'.. due tmr.. hope richelle'll be cool with my idea..haha.. or else;)

cool cool weather today. tmr i'v got class at 2pm to 5pm. hope it wont' be too boring.. well, ia classes were never boring, just that it's always full of surprises, shocking news and what else....hmmm. i guess that's all.. can't think of anything now.. kinda tired..

well, i guess i'll be off to bed then..big goodnight

night ZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzz

my new layout

2006-10-10T22:52:00.000+08:00

this! my new format. like it? probably it's like a beginner's stage. but hey, i'm new. so i'm learning more and more each day. anyway, just to sum up today:::::tiring, sleepy, moderately boring:::day

did quite a few things today:::
1) had to wake up at 6 to get ready for tut, TEST!! at 8am
test was ok, wasn't very easy, which i didn't really expected that to be, anyways... it's done, now it's just the praying bit to do.

2) went to visit my lovely ol' doctor, private matters *buzz off, i'm not telling >}}

3) dropped by library cafe to take my lunch, good 'ol veggie lunch.. got kinda sick of lettuce then, bought some wedges, but kinda felt guilty of it, so kept the most of it in my tupperware and just had it for dinner :) was with herarn, so i wasn't all alone sitting lonely in the corner of the building..thank goodness hahaha

4) lecture at 12pm to 1pm. based on mesoamerican, which i almost fell asleep throughout the lecture, it wasn't just boring, but i've got no idea bout it at all*sigh*that' sme..hehe..

5) went to bank thought might pay for my flight ticket, but turned out they weren't able to, oh well, they're them, i'm me...

6) got to resource centre to do some research on my assignment based on the mosque of cordoba, which i'm doing with mouza. did find some stuffs interesting, actually, found a lot!!!!

7) continuing the afternoon with a tut at 3pm, which i didn't do much, but just shared my laughing voice** hahaa.. it wasn't much eventful then

8) straight after that, went to gym for an hour

9) then rushed to Coles, cause I thought they were closing soon did some grocceries. a simple one, though

::::that sums it up my whole day event..

eventful?? not really..
Tmr's uni-off day = free = assignments = busy = not free eventually

blurry day it is

2006-10-05T20:54:00.000+08:00

Today, I haven't did much stuffs in Uni. The only thing eventfull today was my *cough*cough* hahhaa.. It wasn't that all boring, so no worries;)
Actually I'm just typing a post just to see how it's like...after reading Wendy's, I guess I'm quite influenced by it.. thanks yea..haha

Cheerious!!