Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Stella; Hello


Slightly infected by Comic Fiesta :/. Started after watching Kidchan's videos, but her colouring skills is too amazing. I gave up in about 10 minutes into it XD

Time taken: A couple of hours (in one sitting!!! -pat self on head wtf-)
Tools: Photoshop and tablet

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Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Missing Graduation / Art Demonstration

There's this saying; when you don't need something, you see it everywhere. And the moment you do... it becomes the elusive ones, akin to Atlantis wtf.

Same analogy, different setting.

The one time I actually (but secretly) look forward for graduation was the one time I was sent away wtf. I missed watching the students that I've tutored/taught graduating -____-;. Missed them stepping on the podium and receiving their scrolls. It would be my first time seeing my students graduate actually. The amount of clapping I did for the past graduations and none for the one where I wanted so much to clap for wtf. And then I kena on facebook and MSN because they couldn't spot me at all there orz.

My IMD/BACM and GMD students of 2008... They were a really fun bunch, and they are quite a close knit group (esp the IMD students). I just remember envying how they were always there for each other... it's not easy to find friends like that, so I'm glad that they did. Although sometimes, they just do everything together and then their assignments suffered -____-;. Oi.

Even though I taught them flash animation/actionscript/html, I simply gave them skills, but they taught me to be a little better as a person.

This is a little corny and overdone, but I honestly wish them all the very very best that life has to offer. Congrats for passing through the 3/4 years of art school torture!! XDXD (though it's a little saddening that the 'torture' from my behalf ends here for them wtf)

Oh, the 13th and 14th of this month was a hot date for events apparently.

Besides the graduation, there's NAPE education fair in MidValley (or is it NABE? because if it's called NABE, it would be really funny wtf). Then Nanyang education fair in PWTC. Not to mention, PC Fair was running at the same time in KL Convention Centre.

The event that took me away was the one in PWTC; doing digital painting demo for the GMD programme. Ivan (my colleague) and Jinn (?) from BigBadWolf Studios were also there to demonstrate as well. Panicky I was. Digital paintings, yes, I do... though a turtle could do it faster -___-;. Plus, if you were to read off what could be improved, I'm gonna get you a glass of water and some sweets to soothe your throat orz.

But being an easily comforted person, all was needed was someone telling me, "Have more faith in yourself... Peter wouldn't ask you to go if he thought you sucked." Yay. And, yea, maybe I'll screw up, but on the bright side, it'll be lesser in the future.

My practice sketch the week before. A dark elf;


This is my colleague Melissa helping me out with the pose;This is up, only because she has this priceless expression going on ahahahhahaha!


On the day itself, there was something wrong with my monitor. Basically the monitor wasn't reading the information from the mothership because the monitor's plug-in point is f-ed up. The only way the image won't disappear from the screen is when the plug is pushed firmly into the plug-in point. Before I could fix it, the VIPs happily strolled into the room with all the photographers in tow. I just sat down and did the demo-thing.

The next thing I know, the VIPs has plonked themselves behind me -___-;.

So there I was, trying to look nonchalant cool -____-; while my left hand is stretched to the back of the monitor holding the plug and drawing with my right hand -____-;;;. The photographers were clicking happily away as the seed of horror beneath my calm smiling exterior was positively blooming away because I looked damn sohai okay wtf.

Luckily I managed to come out with a decent looking sketch that they seemed satisfied with. After a few agonising minutes of playing cool, they went on to their next agenda on their list phew.... Finally, I could orz in peace.

orz. -peacefully-

On a bright note, the editors at Nanyang Siang Pau must be like, "...." when they saw pictures with me in it and chucked it outta the window.

Drawing with two other people also makes you painfully aware of your n00bness. Jinn, the industry dude, finished 5 completed concept art while I'm barely done with one orz. But it's all cool.... I'll get there one day!!

Stuff drawn (click for bigger picture)(and yes, am horrendously bad at finishing artworks sigh...)

scientist

creature

um... it was a warm up

sketch - rocketman

steampunk girl 01

steampunk girl 02
(details done after the fair)

anniversary
(of all the ones i did, this is my fave)


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Random shot from my balcony. This is the carpark after the rain.
Most importantly, can you see the dragon? ;P

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Random camwhorings; Messy me and my old hair

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Sleeping people and their telly / My friends = Santa Claus

Have you been in the living room with a sleeping someone who dozed off with the telly's shows as their lullaby? The type who when you try changing the channel on the telly, and that person would just magically open his eyes wide, going, "Hey!! I'm watching that...!!" (...mutterings of inconsideration optional...) and you quickly revert back to the previous channel... only to be greeted by the said person snoring again (wtf!)

My dad is such a person... and I just never realised that his habit of his could just morph into something of a higher level. It was really fascinating. I was watching the telly, when the channel changed, and it was dad, surfing channels.....


.... in HIS SLEEP!!!

Now that's what I call the true 'remote' control hahaha!

It was pretty amazing in several levels. I stare at him in awe now XD.

Someone should create a FB group for this.

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I introduced my colleagues to the wonder that is the Japanese Raccoon Dog.


And Hardo Gay da... fuuuuUUUUUuuUUU!!!!


I feel so proud of myself that it hurts.

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There's nothing in the world that is quite as lovely as receiving letters or packages in the mail amidst the piles of bills. It just something that warms me from the tummy and put me into a momentary world where woodland animals flitter out from their habitat to do my house chores wtf.

I came home to 4 packages in the mail for me. Granted, three was from online shopping, so it's sort of like, sending flowers to yourself on Valentine's Day wtf (but I swear I never done that okay wtf). But it sure didn't stop me from feeling like a kid on Christmas day.

What I bought;
__ two T-shirts from the Cute Closet, which didn't fit me because I'm healthy. Yes. Very very VERY healthy orz. So, free Tees for my roomie! (thecutecloset.blogspot.com)
__ hairdye in Fishbowl from Special Effects.
__ an owl necklace and giraffe earrings from A Piece of Fancy (tane@Lowyat)

The last package was from my lovely Bouncy Oompha Loompha in UK. It was in a small box, and omg, I miss her handwriting!!! Still so round and neat. I used to compare our handwriting when we sat next to each other in high school. And think how messy my handwriting looks next to hers and how neater her already-neat handwriting looks next to mine WTF.

I feel so celaka when I held the box, proudly displaying that it's from UK, because I sent a bloody postcard 6 months ago from Sabah and it never reached her till now =___=;.

This is what she got me;

It was so quirky as it is, so I adore it.

And unbelievably gorgeous when you turn the lights off;

Quirky AND gorgeous??? In the words of Anabukin-chan... WAOW!! -IN LOVE!-

I could imagine it already; it being stringed across my room. Am trying to find a way to do that. It'd be so so so wonderful!!! I could turn off the boring fluorescent light, and I'll let these lights dance around my room. And I could just wander off to other lands in my mind..... (lol, scary tak?? XD)

Muns, thank you so much for this loveliness!!! If I really punch holes in my wall, it's gonna be your fault! XD
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Since we're on the subject of presents, my birthday was in October. Had a small steamboat gathering in my home with close buddies. we've been talking abt going to steamboat restaurants since FOREVER, but not feeling sure which place would be good/worth it etc. And I just offered to have it in my place. AND since it was near my birthday, might as well make it into a gathering+celebration wtf.

Now that I think of it, it's the first time I celebrated my bday like this with my friends. I still feel uncomfortable abt a birthday party for myself. I don't know. Usually it's just a trip to the mall and secret recipe for a low-key thing. I'm just not that sort who knows how to celebrate herself wtf. Hence, I damn jakun in this whole bday business sigh.

My mum pretty much handled everything in the steamboat preparation, and I followed her instructions like a docile wide-eyed creature. My cuzzie was dragged in to be my mom's serf as well by moi XDXD. So with 3 pairs of hands, it wasn't -too- tedious. I tried paying me mam for the food, but she refused. She said it's her present for me (together with her cooking skills... awesome pressie imo!)

Kez and TJ came with banana chocolate cake, and when they found out I've gotten tiramisu cake as well, they were like, wtf, don't buy your own birthday cake!!! Jakunness XDXD. But that tiramisu cake is really delicious ;____;.

Seeing that our birthdays are only 3 days apart in the same year, my cuzzie and me are very straight-forward with each other. We always tell each other what we wanted for our bdays. It sorta kills the whole birthday surprise, but I guess we can't be arsed about it. She wanted earphones and I wanted a book. Any book, 2nd hand, 932847th hand I don't mind, as long as it's not in tatters and it's still readable.

.... And she, along with LJ and her bf, gave me a Borders debit card!! I can't tell you how sparkly my eyes went.

When I opened Charl's pressie, I saw this;
Okay, before I continue, I love candles! Used to make them in high school. The candle holder is something that I would get for myself... but wait, what is that on the top?
Huh???

It turns out to be this!

Oh gosh, I love this hands concept!!

BTW The wrapping paper is SO Charlene!

Thanks you guys!!

Also, my bro got me an LCD screen!! I think this is the first time he got me something that I really really REALLY liked.

Then...

... Now!!!!

Super happy! I'm not saying that he's a crappy gift giver, but I guess we have different personalities and tastes. He's more of the classy type, who would give me feminine looking watches or designer wallets... while I'm more of the eccentric taste wtf, and would go more for earring made from clay as opposed to diamonds wtf.

Now that I think of it... my presents for him was damn crappy. So far I've given him a disco ball, a lighter that emits green flame (when he wasn't smoking wtf but now he is. My fault orz...) and for his last birthday I gave him a snake and ladder drinking game with shot glasses. I actually thought that, after all the years I've finally gotten it right, because my bro goes clubbing and drinks.

He looked at it, saying he liked it ... BUT (oh god, the dreaded word.)... he just got some kidney/liver problem at the moment, so he's not allowed to drink.

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-jumps from tall building-

I'm going to hell.

There will be chains there with my name written on it already.


This year, I got him the PostSecret books.... which I really hope that he likes. Have yet have the courage to ask him whether he does or not orz.

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I hate it that tears creeps to my eyes when I get mad. I can't argue my case properly because people get scared off by tears. It sucks.

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Done in office when I was too lazy to go home. This is Lucia.
(click image for bigger view)
Nekkid + no makeup

The wonder of clothes, hair and makeup wtf

Thursday, November 27, 2008

Becoming human

Here's a nearly forgotten entry I've written a couple of months back.

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Supergirl can't be undone
She wears the 'S' to feel the strength
for everyone

I want people to like me so much; so very much until I reduced myself to a little bundle of smiles. Nothing more. Conflicts? I back away so they will win. Me having flaws? Pffft, you won't see me breaking down in front of you. Everything is going well in my life. I'm so much better than friends who gives you heartache and headaches. Who whines and moans on the phone all day and night. Who has unreasonable demands that is incapable of justifications.

So she cries, only silent tears,
wtih words no one ever hears

... then why do I feel as though I'm capable of weeping more than them, of dropping to the the floor in complete surrender to sadness, if I were to let myself go? I don't want to trouble my friends. I don't want them to suffer the need to think up of comforting words to a depressed friend. I don't want them to abandon me because negativity does that sometimes. At the end of a depressed day I will pick myself up. Alone again.

But maybe that's why I disappear into the back of their minds.

Please help me... help me
Wrap your wings around me

I remember everyone helping my friend, but lesser for me because I'm 'strong'.

I remember my mom telling me once that she worries less about me and more of my brother, because I can handle myself.

I remember looking stronger than I felt when things were crumbling down because I had to be. Feeling as though the bricks that built this personal strength were just hollow bricks. And it's just biding its time to crash and burn.

And if you ask her she says, 'fine'
She wears the mask
So it fits perfect all the time
Cause this Supergirl is loved by all


Once I told PY sadly, how I could never go beyond the surface of a person. How rarely people let me in. She looked and me, and asks quietly, "Well, did you let them in?". I was so afraid to not be perfect in others' eyes. I remember tearing myself apart inside everytime I wasn't perfect. Which was all the time wtf.

I want people to like me; and I'm not a human in their presence.

I'm tired of pulling myself together

but in the dark and loneliness she calls
please help me, help me
wrap your wings around me


So with all these 'perfections', one day I found myself in the middle of the road. Tear-stained cheeks and fresh tears couldn't stop, I couldn't stop. The empty bricks finally came down with a relieved sigh. An almost stranger to asks me if I'm okay, and for once, the words came out of my lips was something new to me and "No. I'm not okay."

No, I'm not.

I can bleed and I can break

Here's to becoming human. Hurts like fuck, but that's the only way to learn, to live.


Supergirl by LOURDS

Friday, November 07, 2008

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Friday, October 31, 2008

Lembu... lembu... engkau la lembu hati ku... wtf

You know, in 40 years when I'm old and wrinkly and stuff.... I think I'll be a totally awesome as an old coot. Because even now I laugh madddddly at superbly corny jokes, while other people just feel gust of cold wind wtf.

Like.... tennis players don't marry because love means nothing to them.

I laughed till I nearly fell off my seat, can?!?? But my ex-colleague twitched when I told her that orz. I honestly thought her morbid humour would gets it but nooooo.....

Sigh.

Okay, i'm not just being random okay wtf... This post is about that ex-colleague of mine aka Budak-Dewasa-Who-Shalt-Not-Be-Named (because you'd combust into ickle pieces of dust if you do) or Budak-Dewasa-Evil.

Otherwise, she's also known as my Lembu wtf.
Lembu-ku!!!

How it came to be:

[in car, heading out for lunch]
Her: Is hungerrrrrr~~~ I can eat a whole cow!!!
Me: -up to no good-
This was what she heard; Cow tu lembu ke?
What I said; Kau tu lembu ke?
And she goes, "Yup."
Pause. Then she went, "CELAKA!!!".

Got OWNED!

I think that's about the only time I kenakan her... most of the time, I'm just somewhere in corner, rocking, because she tells me the most traumatising things I have ever heard in my entire life. You can't even avoid it, you know. She thinks in lightning speed. If brain cells had a motto to live by, hers would be "Inducing Morbidness, One Day at a (thousand) Time(s)".

Could you believe that she was once my lecturer? I had sensed the evilness within, but I think I underestimated her. Little did I know that upon joining the Black Fortress, I'd end up disturbing her most.
Nyaaa~~

Now that she's gone for supposedly better pastures (minus the *awesome* colleagues =P), the office seems quieter without the random yells of "CIPET!!!!" -sound of laughter & running feet- or "MAKKOMELETUP!!!" (your mother explodes wtf) etc....

Her last day in Black Fortress

Last dinner as a Black Fortress-ian

Tickling her is fun. Because in the midst of time, she would yell something totally random like, "EEe...eEEe....Vasectomy!!!!" I swear it's a Stunning Spell. We'd be stunned, hands frozen midair in tickling mode, and go, "WTF?!??". Especially, the boys would walk away, wincing in imaginary pain. And when exchanging sms with her, 87% of the time I would get stuck with this expression --->(o_O). Because her texts are like these;

Curse thee i shall stuff you in adams puny butt tomorrow!!

Woa did you had sex? Woah! Anyway ive been playing sims made of the jerks n your char just broke buncits heart bcoz he caught you sleeping with longman wtf lols

.... and that's just the tip of the iceberg okay, wtf.

If there is a visual of your conscience, this would be it.

I miss the stupid things we do... Imagine two people sitting side-by-side in front of two computers, with a very intense look. And one would go, "Okay. Ready... Set.... GO!".

-start of rapid clickings-

We were seeing who would be faster... in finishing a game of Solitaire wtf.
We're so celaka wtf. But as of July 5 2008, she's still the undefeated champion at 62 seconds. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..........

But despite her evilness and celakaness and wittiness and nuttiness, and even though she pulls my hair wtf or approaches you like a bulldozer (slow but powerful hahaha sorry inside joke wtf)... she's one of the most observant and thoughtful and kind person I ever knew. Plus, an awesome evil friend. With double personality wtf.
This is 'Nora', the sweet and non-evil one.


This is Anis. Obviously, the ebbbil side

If they both appear, then she's Nonis wtf.

So yah. Anyway, ickle budak dewasa will be leveling up veeeery soon. Like, in two days time.

Because she is getting married!!!!

This one is getting married....

Evidently she's not a tennis player wtf.

Anyway, cue for all the jokes of wedding nights, flowers, cakes with strippers in it (and putting the stripper in before baking the cake wtf) etc.

So two colleagues and me are going down to her hometown this weekend for her wedding. Mostly 'cause we want to tease her and are gleeful at the fact that she has to smile sweetly at us in return and can't get off the dais to murder us with her bare hands wahahahahah!!!

Can't wait ~~

Friday, October 24, 2008

The tale of the wayward painting wtf

The pencil sketch was a moody, pensive girl looking to the side at something unknown to us. She holds a dark, wire-entwined umbrella above her head, that was pouring rain unto her even though the skies were clear. Cats and dogs walking behind her, looking worried.

And this is how it turned out when I redid it digitally:


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........Uh. YAR. I know. What the heck, right??? But guess what was looping on my Winamp.

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It's a movie soundtrack...

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... char tou orz. But I love this movie!!! It makes me want to break out in a dance, sing catchy tunes even though imma tone-deafness, be happy/optimistic/fun like Tracy and wear big poofy skirts wtf. I think I've watched it about 4-5 times, not including the times I -subliminally- watched it, where I just run the movie in the background as I do unrelated stuff in another window, which would probably be more than 5 times wtf.

.... But still, the painting wasn't intended to be happy-quirky orz. Maybe I should had listened to My Chemical Romance or smthg orz.

Close-up of face;
I got a bunch of stuff to blog about, like SEALNet's Project Malaysia, but sometimes there's just so much to blog about that I just get overwhelmed and unable to start wtf.

Last Monday was my birthday!! Imma now officially 22, and I gotta wait 11 years to be 33 wtf so random. Had a steamboat gathering with a couple of my friends and my cousin, although 3 of my besties weren't in M'sia to celebrate with me =(. Muns, PY, LC... I miss you guys so much ;_____;. My colleagues in the Black Fortress were so sweet. Mel got everyone to sign this card for me, and the messages were a mixture of normal, celaka-wtf! and funny that makes my eyes shiny and sparkly all the same wtf. More in the coming post... if I'm not lazy -cough-.

Also, Lang Tengah trip with Muns and Jonny! I get constantly reminded by the trip because my butt is still two-toned wtf.

Aights, I'm off to bed.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Gluttony says, KARMA, BABY!!!

O, for the love of cheese crackers.... Gluttony has caught up to me (somewhere deep in my brain says: FINALLY!!!! and sends a tingle to my arm to slap forehead), in the form of a luscious muffin top and mesmerizing wobbly upper arms. Well, that happens, when you become more generous with snacks, coupled with the intense desire to NOT exercise.

It didn't help either, that you're feeling under the weather, and you keep reaching out for that bar of chocolate for a glimpse of heaven/orgasm. And that 'I swear it'll be the last one' phrase uttered when you reach out for that piece of delicious morsel?? IT'S A BROKEN RECORDER REPEATING ITSELF!!!1ONE!

Maybe my eyes saw this, but my brain decides to be in denial. Moment of truth came when I saw these self-taken pictures;
I is more cuddly desu, orz.

My arms aren't even pushed against my side, but still so gemuk orz

If black can't even make me appear slimmer... it's time to sound the alarms. PRONTO. And no, I'm not showing off! Bag was an impulse buy, and I realise I'm spending too much hence I'm trying to sell it off wtf....

..... but I'm just so bloody traumatised by my giganto arms!!! -cries- What if this limb of possible mass destruction put people off the sale wtf. Shoot me if I'm being insecure, but the forum is filled with girls who barely skim the 45kg mark, hence, with limbs of an willowy dainty girl orz.

I mean, if I just relax all my arm muscles and let it swing around like a dead weight, there will be a significant number of passerby harmed, and construction companies will look for me to knock down a terrace house wtf.

On the bright side, I -do- wobble my arms when I'm bored. Lotsa secondary action, which is ooooh, interesting!! then orz because fat mah wtf. And people like Anis like to squishy-squish it.

Even if there is a bright side, imma gonna start exercising tomorrow.

How about food intake? I think I'll be more conscious about it, but I'll still want to enjoy mah foooooood..... My lovely Malaysian food~~~ The only reason for the exercise is so that I can enjoy my nasi lemak, yau char kuay, roti planta etc without feeling guilty~~

Imma pat myself on me back for speaking like a true Malaysian.

Monday, September 15, 2008

I'm just a little bit caught in the middle

My heart's not here right now. Apparently it has gone to rehab on some Swiss mountains for a piece of calm artery, and left behind its palpating shell of a heart.

I've been driving up a hill, when my heart was still pounding and hasn't escaped yet. It was racing with adrenaline and the thrill of the effort. That little electricity that runs through your entire body, I was feeling it. The pinnacle was not far off, I'm just nearly there... Then something happens. I got messed up. I got confused with the clutch and accelerator. I struggled to gain control, and at times it accelerated, but mostly and in the end, was merely spluttering up the hill. Then my heart leaves me, and I'm rolling down.

That free falling emptiness. That whistling in your ears. That weight on your limbs.

It's not a nice feeling to not have your heart involved in your life. You just drift through the days in a blurry routine, that has that half-arsed sickening vomit-y feel to it. And you start to resent yourself. A lot. What a disgusting human, who is wasting her time on Earth.

And I'm trying to change this. Very muchly, because it hurts to be like this. This is not what I'm made of. Even if I only have my heart's shadow, a mere fraction of the real thing, it WILL be used. And built upon. Layer by layer. Even if I have to fake this heart, this heart might grow from the palpating shell, and slowly close the unseen hole in my heart.

I simply refuse to be like this.

And I know I'll be relying on my friends, to be listeners.

Anyway, as I was drawing that picture above, then hobbitness INSISTED that I listen to this song; Lenka, The Show.

How apt... really. I love how the lyrics can be sad, but it sounds so upbeat. It just gives me that familar feeling, of someone I knew long time ago. That superbly idealistic girl, bent on truly loving life.

I want her to come back.

* I'm just a little bit
caught in the middle
Life is a maze
and love is a riddle
I don't know where to go
I can't do it alone
(I've tried)
and I don't know why

Slow it down
make it stop
or else my heart is going to pop
'cuz it's too much
Yeah, it's a lot
to be something I'm not

I am just a little girl
lost in the moment
I'm so scared
but don't show it
I can't figure it out
it's bringing me down
I know
I've got to let it go
and just enjoy the show
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Unfinished art. Looks much better as a line art :/ wtf. I'm trying to decide the source of light, so forgive me for the not very logical shadows on the coloured version.


Saturday, September 13, 2008

Let us be above them.

...because we're first-class beings. -pats self on head-

Sin Chew Daily journalist Tan Hoon Cheng and  DAP leader Teresa Kok have been arrested under ISA.(RPK too )

I could comment... but not interested to be Captain Obvious wtf.

STAY CALM! I know most of us are feeling raw emotions right now, but don't give any excuse to -them- that could be used against the cause for a better Malaysia

From Malaysia Today;

Remember May 13. The government is trying to use the same methods to make people angry so that if we all take to the streets to protest, it will basically give them a free ticket to arrest more people. So we must be clear on what NOT to do. Let's not fall into their trap.
 
 
I am being told many political party leaders are now talking about what is proper to say in public, so when commenting please exercise the same restraint.
 
Next, we also need to know that RPK has not associated himself to any power or position. He is just like you and me except that he means well, can swear better and can talk louder. So, there is NOTHING for the government to gain by arresting him except to perpetuate their rule and to create the emotions to help them stay in control.
 
People are not stupid or ignorant anymore. Today, we have the internet and mobile phones. We can always alert each other on the progress. Unlike 1969, when you are thirsty for news, you may get angry and you would go to the streets. Not today.
So stay tuned to the developments as we bring them to you. But please stay cool, keep properly informed and do not over-react.
 
MT team

Thursday, September 11, 2008

My lezzy lovah

YOU GENIUS YOU!!!

Someone graduated with first class honors and is among the top students in her school. I wonder who. -whistles innocently-

Who is also about to moosey off to UK for her Masters. Very very soon. Like, in less than a week. And won't be back for a year or so. OMG, grown up ady leh! -wipes tear off eye-

It's gonna be kinda surreal for me for a couple of months or so. Confusing, because someone will be missing when I scroll through the list of very few people I'd call/meet-up if I ever plan to jump off the top of KLCC or something wtf. I mean, yea, there's the internet... but simply, nothing beats the person in flesh right in front of you.

It would just feels odd to not be able to lift up the phone and say, see you in an hour, because she'd be 12-hours-plane-ride away.

It's been a long way, huh? From the days of being 1-metre tall brats. who seized every chance we could get to 'gain' authority/alpha female role in that little primary school of bitchy girl drama wtf. From the rebel me who walked away from a game she was 'hosting' to find popular J's 'best friend', to calling each other 'Bodoh' and 'Monyet' (I was in the B class, and her, M class). I think at some point, we disliked each other immensely. She was strong and opinionated even as a young child, and I was a goody-two-shoes (with quite the holier-than-thou attitude wtf). In short, we faced off quite a bit, turned away from each other in a huff and joined our own cliques. Then she moved away in Standard 5.

You'd think that it would be end of the story.... but life has something else planned.

It was the internet, and the Xfresh forum that brought us together again. This time, no nails sharp out from our paws. We were 14 year old, more 'mature' than the 7 year olds we were, okay! On the now sadly-can-be-considered defunct ICQ, we'd chat, crap and bullshit happily away. I just never knew that she'd become one of my closest and trusted friends. My travel buddy. My partner-in-crime when planning/working together for SEALNet Project Malaysia. And how can I forget, my occasional lezzy lovahhhh~~

It's not the same when she moved away in Standard 5; I didn't even blinked an eye because what is she to me? But I'll tell you a different story now... From the squeaky squabbling brats, we've gone far beyond that. We've traveled together, laughed together, worked together, got frustrated with each other and even cried from/with each other. We're so different from each other, and yet similar in some sense. At one point in time, where some events tested my friendship with her, I realised just one thing; how much she means to me as a friend, and how I'd never want to lose that.
Overnights at PY's!In a restaurant. On the rough seas wtf. Even standing in mangroves together la!! (wtf)

Dearest PY, I hope that you'll enjoy every bit of UK and that you'll have a kick-ass time there!! And that you'll find the mental stimulation that you crave for. Just don't become a drunkard T__T. I will send you Milo if you got an itch for it, okay!

*huggles, glomps and much hippo love~~*

I'm gonna miss you, babe TT______TT. You leave me for one year!!! orz.


Okay okay, I'm getting sappy and clingy wtf.

I'll just nullify it with my shoppingness, can kua =DDD

88 eyeshadows dah sampaiiiii!!

My biggest splurge for this month though, is not cosmetics, but for a couple of artbooks that I've been craving madly for ever since I watched the movie. I've been trying to find it for AGES, but everytime I asked in Kinokuniya, it's out of stock... and I'm not willing to pay for it on Ebay Japan/USA because it'll cost me a bomb with the shipping and them overpricing it and all as it's apparently out of print already -___-;. Celaka.

When I thought all was lost... I just happened to go into Kinokuniya again after a long time, and I was walking pass some shelves when something familiar caught my attention, which caused me a minor whiplash.

AND THERE IT WAS!!!! Tekkonkinkreet artbooks!!! Shiro and Kuro!! -jumps jumps jumps-
Plus 20% discount!!! -jumps jumps jumps jumps jumps createsaholeonthefloor!!- It was the beginning of the month, and I was feeling more generous than I should orz. But it's worth it ^^.
"The story takes place in the fictional Takara Machi (宝町 Treasure Town) and centers on a pair of orphaned street kids: the tough, canny Kuro (クロ Black) and the childish, snot-nosed Shiro (シロ White), together known as the Neko (猫 Cats), as they deal with Yakuza attempting to take over Takara Machi." - Wikipedia (because i is too lazy to write)
Amazing, and jaw dropping background designs... My mind just reels from the amount of meticulous details in these pieces.

Then the colours. Oh the mood for the movie is just beautiful. There's a childish colourful retro-ness to it that hints of a vibrant city, and yet the colourfulness suggest a sort of madness to it. Where you can't find a peace of mind.

And for these cities, the designs seems to bring the cultures of the world together in one place. The rawness of the congestive buildings of Hong Kong, the small quaint shops/cafes of Japan, the Asian Hindu deities that has clockwork in them, the Big Ben-like clocktower with Asian designs on it plus neon lights, and also....

Can see? Top left corner....

OASIS - Restoran dan (W)ayang Kulit

Nah, the 'W'... I not lies!

Yay, Malaysia!

In colour yo!