Thinking

I'm thinking whether I should stop this blog.

A little update

This hiatus might last a month or two. It depends on how diligent I am at sorting through, selecting and photoshop-ing upwards of 4GBs worth of photos from my trip to Italy as well as some of the shots I took in my last weeks in the UK before coming back to Penang. It's been about three weeks since I've arrived home. Loving the food, some of the people, the humidity. NOT loving the haze and heat. And I'm getting a leg back into cycling around.

So, stay around, and hope that I get back to my regular updates.

One word:

You...

...you know who you are

GIF-ing About

Just playing about with .gif images. This is my idea of a much deserved break from studio work. I need a new hobby.

Wham

Sod off.

Do something

Some solutions just seems so obvious...

Or am I?

The dust has settled once again in the aftermath of Studio interim and my technology review. The past week saw my life in a flustered chaotic lifestyle swinging from the highs of contentment from just reading a novel to the utterly bitter moments of what my friend calls 'zombie-ing out', the act of emotional disassociation from oneself to wholly concentrate on the academic task at hand in order to make datelines.

You may be wondering why am I reading a novel in the midst of all this calamity. But it's just one of the many little things I do to keep myself seemingly normal. But also, it could be viewed by many as just another way of me procrastinating said academic task at hand. God I hate it when my mom is right. She's been calling me out on that for quite a while. But I seem to have a talent in self-denial.

I'm not trying to alarm anybody here. I'm surviving, academically. I'm consistent in my diet. The only thing that bothers me is when my emotional levels take a hit especially after watching some sappy movie or completing a book which tugs at your heart strings, both of which I happen to do on the same day which would probably explain Sunday's wallowing in self-misery.

But seriously. I'm alright. Not great, but alright. My feedback from the interim may have been quite confusing, but I think i'll be able to straighten myself out and start afresh. My technology review may have been a bit of a disaster, but then again, whose wasn't. Everyone else in the unit seems to have produced a somewhat similar amount of work. But on the bright side I got a decent grade for my part in the primer work I did last semester with the essay I wrote regarding the act of running down Oxford Street in London (I'm thinking of posting this essay here).

I guess I just wanted to assert some kind of confidence back into being through this post and telling myself that I'm on the right path and that I'm fine. But at the same time, this constant attempt at self re-assurance is beginning to make me wonder 'Am I really?'

Thx for the Haircut

Stewing

I've been stewing in my room for the past three days. I've rarely been out let alone travel in these past two weeks. I'd like to think of this as my reward for the insane amount of time and energy I put into my work in the last semester, then again, to think of the fact that I'm rewarding myself by being idle is utterly pathetic. I think I should be feeling some sort of guilt remaining in this state of inactivity seeing as I've actually got quite a bit of work to be done over this so-called 'holiday'. I should be working harder than ever, with my back bent over the desk hard at work. But interestingly enough, I'm not. And I'm not feeling any remorse or guilt over it. I'm merely.....existing.

It's moments like these when i take a step back to evaluate myself. And it just so happens these moments tend to occur at the end of the year or during some significant event on my calendar. It's like wriggling out of my skin to just take a broad perspective on the things that I've done, people who's life I've crossed, places I've been, things I've read, sights I've seen. It's reading my diary in reverse.

My views on the semester that had just ended several weeks back: I'm beginning to take more chances. And I think I need to push myself to the boundary and take more bold choices and risks. I've yet to find my stride but I'm feeling my way. I need much much better time management. I'm disappointed in myself for procrastinating at times and not setting my priorities straight, but at the same time I'm glad I handed all my work in on time. The studio design work is a very interesting topic and I'm very glad I chose this unit. I need to cherish and take advantage of it as I've only got one semester left to spend in that unit.

I've lost some part of me in the design, but can I find myself back again? Will I change? Someone once told me that you have to lose yourself before you can really discover your true nature. I hope he was right.

Don't worry about me, I'm just having alot of thoughts in my head right now that I need to vent out to someone. But funnily enough, I don't want you to tell me everything will be alright. Because you probably don't know what is really going on in my head and in my life. Just say "It sucks to be you right now" and give me a pat on the back.


Stay tuned.

Update

It snowed a little this morning, but I couldn't care less because it's another one of those weeks I'm having right now. Those divinely hellacious weeks of plenty of work stacked up before me and i'm trying to attack it with all I've got but it just seems that that bitch won't go down. I've got studio work that needs designing, and a report and text presentation to get cracking at. And mind you, it's all going down in the next week. And these assignments account for alot of marks and I'm already secretly freaking out.

Somewhere in my head, a little version of me is already banging his head against a wall, bottle of vodka in one hand and a pocket knife in the other. A nice mother-of-pearl inlay-ed knife. Hey, if I were to die from a stab wound at least let the knife I'm stabbed with be pretty damn nice okay. Diamond-encrusted nice.

Yes, my mind wanders when I'm doing assignments. And the presence of the internet does little to help. The only thing I'm glad in a weird way is the cold weather that has been keeping me indoors mostly. Which should be keeping me glued on the computer or desk working out my designs and report but I end up straying from what i'm supposed to do and end up with a whole lot of "Where did the time go?" questions at the end of the day.

Damn it.

Stay tuned.

PS: And it also doesn't help that the sun sets so bloody early. It just makes one feel like turning in earlier than one is supposed to. WORK DAMN IT. WORK!

Change

Change is imminent.

Lanvin X H&M

Holy-mother-of-all-that-is-good-and-pure-beat-me-over-the-head-with-a-garlic-breadstick-and-stab-me-with-a-fork-in-the-back-OMFG-WTF-rolling-on-the-floor-foaming-at-the-mouth. IS THIS FOR REAL? FO' REAL, FO' REAL?

Can somebody help me locate my jaw? It just dropped onto the floor.

PhotoLog | Just

tee hee

Stay tuned.

Rhandom

People are burning hell notes left and right. Large piles of notes printed with amounts amounting to billions of Ringgit? Dollars? Hell-ish Currency? Why are they called hell notes. I'm an optimist. I call then heaven notes.

And the fact that we mortals 'send' billions and trillions of Heaven Currency to the dearly departed can't help but make me wonder how high their rate of inflation is. I bet it costs close to a billion to get a decent meal.

And while we're on the issue of burning, am I allowed to just burn a single 'Heaven Cheque' as a means of sending the money up there. We would waste less, and pollute less. If people are willing to modernize and burn unusual things like clothes and credit cards and cars and electronic gadgets, they can probably just substitute all that with the burning of a single piece of paper.

I'm not against the burning ritual, I'm just trying to push it in a better direction.


When I go, just send me a cheque.
Stay tuned.

Home Life

Life at home has been pretty mundane but I'm absolutely happy with the way it is. In the past three years, college has been keeping me pretty hectic so, this sudden drop in activity is somewhat startling. However I will admit to longing for a creative outlet in which to express myself. I had previously expressed myself through my assignments and so without them, i'm trying to give myself little projects and things to do as an effort to prevent myself from going brain dead.

I baked an apple pie, and served it ala mode:

I tried my hand at dying fabrics, but i'm convinced that the instructions on the package is lying to me. What was supposed to be "Desert Sand" came out looking more like "Sloshy Mud Pie".

On a side note, I've just decided to experiment with more natural dyes. Hopefully it's not colourfast.

I've also taken an effort in spring-cleaning. Many items from my room have been disposed or donated in a not-so-orderly fashion. Downsizing never felt so good. I'm also dreading the day when I have to start giving away some of my clothes as well, because they are just taking up too much space and I simply can't demote a t-shirt into pajamas when I already have like 10 t-shirts which are currently serving as pajamas. If I could, I'd hold onto all of them. And on top of that, I'm also telling myself not to shop.

Other things to keep myself busy: Helping out with the chores and errands, eating Char Koay Teow, cycling, eating Laksa, taking pictures, eating Char Siew Fan, eating in general, and reading books. Yes, I'm actually reading a book, it's actually been like 2 whole years since I completely finished a book. Crazy.


So I guess I'll just carry on then.

Stay tuned.

Update

IF YOU'RE WONDERING...YES, I'M ROTTING AT HOME.




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Smell like a man, MAN.

Will this commercial take long to watch? No
Is this commercial brilliant? Yes
Does it trump every other beauty product commercial? I don't know. You tell me...

"I'm on a horse." AHAHAHAHAH!!!

Isn't this the awesome-est and most random commercial ever!?


Stay tuned for more.

Toony

Definitely one of my favorite cartoons in the past. And say what you want, but I liked the movie. The one Sarah Michelle Geller and Freddie Prinze Jr. was in.

The never ending crime busting adventures of Scooby Doo and the Mystery gang. A lesson on how nerds, pretty blonde boys, food-loving fumbling idiots and high maintenance red-head girls can somehow miraculously form a cohesive friendship. Their mystery-solving expertise would take them completely out of their place into deserted houses, dilapidated castles and all areas grim, gloomy and fog-ridden.

I love this show. Everything from the bright coloured clothes they always wear to the hippie-esque Mystery Machine and everything else in between. It could be one of those nostalgic things I am clinging on to; nevertheless, there is this retro charm in their image that I find myself attracted to. I even appreciate the sometimes cheesy lines, and predictable childish plots. Oh and did I mention the dog?


Stay tuned.

Oh, Hi!

See what me and Farah did to the auditorium seating over there! It was like a blank canvas. Heh heh. Excuse the low quality pictures as I only had my cell phone with me. This was in the DECTAR Hall at UKM, Bangi; the place where I went to help out in an Architectural camp.


Stay tuned for more.