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I have no more interest in this blog. Disperse! O ye 5 readers.

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I used to think that I was a very honest and direct person especially when it comes to the maneuvering of relationships, but now I realize that is not true at all. The other day I was talking to a friend about how one of my biggest frustrations is that I never got to tell my then-boyfriend all the issues I was pissed about with him when we broke up...because I didn't want to. He said that if he

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Oh bloody hell, what a week* of personally-not-feeling-awesomeness. THANKS WORLD, yes I get it. A quick diagram! (or two.)Have you ever seen such angsty diagrams?

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Live fast, die young. Suddenly doesn't seem like a bad way to go, especially/only if you've managed to accomplish much within that span of time. Edges of nihilism biting at me.

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Okay I forgot where I got this from, but its an online magazine that is downloadable in pdf.(I used to hate pdf because I thought it was a really clunky file that made my computer lag, but of course that turned out to be the Acrobat Reader software running on Windows. PDF + Mac + Preview = Awesome Handiness.)Also, half-baked things that are coming up from my internship stint - work that has been

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Which means you Aini!I have lost weight.No, not really. That is just some epic cheek-sucking-in and effective lighting at work. But! Remember when I said I cut my hair, and I was feeling hella awesome about it. Well I'm still feeling awesome about it and have been upkeeping what was an originally expensive hair cut with $5 trims (YEAH!) and it has been about two months now and I am totally loving

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One of the few touristy pictures I took on my trip to Cambodia, courtesy of Frankie. There are a kajillion photos, so I'm just going to indiscriminately pick a few that amuse me.

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Pre-album artwork for Dhaniah's band, My Writes. They play indie pop although I think their new album It's Okay, I'm With The Band, explores different styles quite nicely. The five people who read this blog! Check them out here!Final thing:#EDIT: On another note, how annoying is it that all the cool boys are taken?#EDIT: Also, they need to invent a function that allows you to retract an sms from

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Its funny how reading astrology books do help in creating some sense and explanation for the things that I would otherwise, only have half-vague answers for. Which is really why I have always been pulled towards astrology, for the simple fact that it offers me a brace or scaffolding to lean on to, a foundation to build up my own understanding of the relationships I have with people.Anyway, I was

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Feel the need to do something reckless and drastic. Might have something to do with turning 21 recently, and there's just a lot of tension and unfulfilled-ness in there that I am keeping under wraps.But I already got my hair cut (looks super cool btw) and bought new shoes. What else, what else.Have been painting a lot (self-portrait assignments) and you'd think that would help, but not really.

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Kulai, Malaysia. (not that its recognizable anyway ha)near Tash'sTanjong Pagar Railway Station, early morning Singapore

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Because I am very careless when I email sometimes and tend to forget to attach files. Tell me I'm not the only one here.Source: http://www.popgadget.net/(Which is techno-gadget site aimed at women, full of quirky goodness. Not that I'm re-inforcing negative gender stereotypes. Women can be very serious about technology. But where's the fun in that! BRING ON THE SUSHI THUMBDRIVES)Or other such

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(NOT THAT I AM EMO-ING OKAY)But a recent conversation with a friend has gotten me thinking about love. And I figured, that love is tenderness. Its tenderness towards the other person, and its also the tenderness that comes from putting yourself at that point of vulnerability, and also the irrational way how your reaction to the person's actions are disproportionately amplified. I am glad to have

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 DesaturatedOld holga photos from when I was in India that were originally in colour. I realized that desaturating them brought out some details that I had not seen before, hurray for surprises!

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My Very First Oil PaintingHow exciting right! I'm taking an oil painting class this semester because I thought it would be good to beef up my (non-existing) painting skills. I'm primarily a drawing person, and I have painted in watercolours and acrylic before, but never with formal skills etc. Also, I'm making it a point to take one therapeutic class every semester, so this is it! It would be a

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I have massive gap time between posting up completed work. This was part of a book project for my 2D class at the end of my foundation year. It was crazy stressful, but you know, I do miss working with the print press, and being more crafty. Lament, lament!Speaking of crazy stressful, that is one thing i REALLY should be right now but I'm not lol. I'm completely in a state of denial and

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Its a Typography Post.Was working on a project for school where I had to design a masthead for a fictional magazine. So playing around with fonts and such, I discovered this!How amazingly cool is it that Baskerville's brackets are so gorgeously thin and light, that it looks like it belongs with a san serif typeface? And yet, it still matches the serif letters so well, since Baskerville I feel,

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Today, while covering lecture notes from my astronomy class that I have only attended once this entire half-semester, I learnt that the light from the sun takes 8 minutes to reach us!I see my day by something that happened 8 minutes ago. Its a strange, strange tension between past and present.And you know, since everything is formed and/or defined from light, colours (which are, I think, the

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Seriously, Helter Skelter is an amazing song - both the original Beatles song and the version for Across the Universe. The rawness, the violence! GRAWR!Do you, don't you want me to love youI'm coming down fast but I'm miles above youTell me tell me tell me come on tell me the answerWell you may be a lover but you ain't no dancerNow helter skelter helter skelterHelter skelter yeahOoh!Will you,

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Wah lan eh. You know what school makes people do?COME UP WITH EXTENSIVE VACATION PLANS. So far, there are three equally tentative and equally awesome plans by different groups of people. I (impossibly) want to go for all!1. Bali trip with the girlfriendsAmazing girl-time, confirmed! Will I be able to drag them to look extensively at the Balinese temples? Will I bore them with the remnants of what

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Lol I always come out from a jaunt through Facebook-trawling feeling pretty lame. ANYWAYS IN BETTER NEWS!I went to this pretty amazing gig today, the first gig I've been too in a very long time and wah lau, the music was hella awesome. At first, the $18 entry seemed like quite a drag, even though it was a for a good cause but just seeing three of the bands listed to play at the gig made it damn

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When I think about, all the insecurities and neuroses that I neatly pack away and suppress within my 20 year old self were formed in my secondary school days. EVERYTHING.Everything about my hair (length, texture oh god), height, weight, clothes, race, boys, everythingggggg!The worst thing is that it all kind of revolves around one person, which makes working hard on this friendship difficult to

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Am listening to the new Franz Ferdinand album and its a pretty different sound, some of it sounds a bit weird* to me but there are some IMMEDIATELY strong tracks (Ulysses, Turn It On, the electronic half of Lucid Dreams, Twillight Omens)! It took me awhile to realize that I was already mini-dancing in my seat on the first listen, and hey its been some time since any album has gotten me to do that

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So what's it like being in art school?Recently, there's a lot of the novel back-to-school yelling hi! and hey! from one end of the school to the other when a long-lost friend is spotted. There's the mingling at the student cafe where I fiddled with a photography major's $10,000 Hasselblad on loan from the school, feeling downright pissed that I wasn't able to loan it too! Because a graphic design

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Well if nothing else is to come out from this, at least you've provoked a rather creative bout from me so um, thank you I guess haha. It is quite something, first poem thing in years ha. Sometimes I feel pretty iffy exploiting my own emotions for creative output/benefit, but I suppose that is the whole deal-io. I carry my affection for you as a pebble in my chest. At times, it slips through the

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O, I SPY WITH MY FACEBOOK EYE -Right, right, time to get a grip.Hey how about some Egon Schiele? There's a delicacy behind the rawness and brutality that seems relevant my life-mood in general. Life-mood? You know, that constant nugget of ache or feeling or tone of pensiveness that accompanies you in your chest when you're doing nothing, something or anything in particular.What about a poem?The

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Did the second piece for this illustration competition - the theme was 'change' and the brief was to create a layer on top of the original photo provided. I think the Official Rationale that I provided was:What struck me most about the original photograph was the rays of light that exposed the colour that lay hidden in the dark alley. This change to me represents the exposing of truth and in my

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I've realized recently that when something amuses me, I actually say "LOL, (insert remark)" in my head. Seriously, lawl. 1. I am talking to myself a lot more than I do to other people, 2. in internet lingo!Clearly this is a sign that I've been spending too much time talking to people online, in lieu of real-time, real-life interaction. New Year's Resolution #5632: Get an actual social life please.

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LOL LOL LOL LOL I stun myself at how potent a blast of jealousy can be. The last time I even felt remotely this was three years ago when I was seventeen. Dude, I am twenty freaking years old and in no place to be harbouring such juvenile sentiments, yeah? Come on, I am smart, hard-working, not-ugly, decently talented, loved, have had some measure of success and need to stop this shit with

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Its been a long while, photo-wise! Some of the photos come from damaged negatives when i messed up processing the film (still have no idea how it happened lol) but luckily it was for my experimental photography class..what a convenient excuse lol 1.2.3.4.5.6.7.punched holes in the negative for this one

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Oh I am finally musically excited!#1. Just found norwegian super awesome rockster, ida maria. She's like an angrier Feist and when she screams she sounds like bjork! very cool.StellaI Like You So Much Better When You're Naked oh lol, did she happen to read my diary when she came up with this#2. HELLO NEW FRANZ FERDINAND ALBUM COMING UPAnd holy shit, "What She Came For" sounds so amazing played

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My biscuits have failed me.I'll tell you what I need this Christmas. I need a new best friend to fill up a slot that will be vacated sometime next year. Yes, I AM REALLY SAD.But! I am pleased with myself though, because I have re-organized my paper drawers! They are now categorized according to size and the occasional neat freak in me even slipped them into different clear plastic bags:- EXACTLY

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another list from a facebook group :DYou know you're a graphic designer when...You have bags under your eyes so big you'd have to check them in at Heathrow AirportYou watch the superbowl just for the commercials You can spot bad typography from 100 yds awayYou are pro-facebook because 95% of the myspace accounts burn your retinasYou can name more than 200 fonts in under five minutesYou are

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I need to sleep. My skin looks like shit. Soon I will look like him!Made this collage for typography class, which eh, I'm quite okay with la. Not really to my taste, but people seem to like it.Much prefer the original picture.

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Alexander Rodchenko, a Russian Constructivist (and communist), abandoned painting in 1921 and turned to visual communication because his social views called for a sense of responsibility to society instead of personal expression.I think that's interesting. I can't honestly say that's why I'm in design, not quite contributing to society. To adopt that stand, it would be more accurate to say that

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Clearing my room of paper debris and empty rolls of various manifestations of sticky tape, I realize that there's a long, long list of things that I think art/design students would not mind receiving for birthday/Christmas presents, and very satisfyingly so if delivered in large quantities!Double-sided tape in various widthsMasking tapeStacks of art cardPrinter cartridgesPen knife blades - NT

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Mini-class photo with our Graphic Design 1 teacher, Steve Lawler. He was really great and am quite bummed that he won't be teaching us next semester. He had that nice balance between being very chill and letting you do what you want but also giving Actually Constructive critique, you know? Apparently he's quite well-known as a design professional too but whoops, I didn't really know until very

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yay america!now please don't screw up anymore!thanks and regards,the rest of the world.But really now, i'm still oh-so-nervous even though its been confirmed that obama's already won the elections. i'm not going to believe it until I see it in the papers tomorrow uh huh. Because the last time, I thought it was all going swell and then Bush was re-elected, which really, was a cue for a huge WTF

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ON A LIGHTER NOTE!Signs You Might Be a Hardcore DesignerYou’ve almost rear-ended the car in front of you because you were analyzing a font on a billboard.You get pissed when a free Photoshop brush you download is less than 1000px in size.You’d rather study the paisley pattern on your boyfriend/girlfriend’s shirt than listen to what he/she has to say.You can use keyboard shortcuts at light speed,

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Because now is a good time while you are away and won't see this and by the time you do, this will be buried and unmarked under a pile of blog-nonsenseExcerpts from the impromptu journal that is a sekrit Word doc in my laptopAnd the extent of what I feel is in the silence found between. I mine every pixel brought to me for the emotions that they bear, because then and only then are they fully

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Hey-hey a really interesting article I found. Its an LA Times article who follows Joe Francis, the founder of Girls Gone Wild, for a few days to observe his world and the weird (to me) phenomena of girls who don't mind and seem to revel in being exploited. Eh I don't think I'm being a prude or whatever because I'm cool with women embracing their sexuality and my stand on porn is well, whoo if

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Oh I am tingling with annoyance!In my (small) school library now and 90% of the seats are being taken up by mugging students who aren't even from our school! There is a constant urge to say, HEY YOU NON-ADM PEOPLE WHO ARE YOU, USE YOUR OWN LIBRARIES PLEASE. What what, art school kids are possessive and territorial.

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Oh boy I just totally perved on Zac Efron. Absolutely, undeniably, terribly perved.But just look at this! http://community.livejournal.com/ohnotheydidnt/29187734.html?page=3#comments]Honestly, could I have done anything else. LOL

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I've realized that the cause of my long bouts of schoolwork-procrastination is dissatisfaction with my social life! Friends, come talk to me long enough for awhile on MSN and then I'll be revving up to get my work done!HELP ME PEOPLE(I mean it.)(Okay la, no not really, but what a funny moment of personal insight eh? I can only do work when I feel I've had enough fun hoho)

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You get very strange dreams when you're sick, yeah? I had a Preventive/Recuperative Nap this afternoon to stave off a possibly terrible bout of flu and while one segment was annoyingly full of running (gee thanks brain, I'm trying to rest here?), another part of the dream was very conversational and what makes it oh so strange is that it was oh so lucid. Conversations with people that I've always

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oh wow sudden acute blade of loneliness

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The past few weeks have been increasingly mad in school. Every week, we think: oh god, this is the worst week EVER, and then we're acquainted with the next week. Anyway, having been putting up almost consecutive all-nighters this week, last night I prepared myself for another night/day of pushing my engine capacity!As of last night till the present moment (5:49 PM), I have had:an appleone Brand's

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Oh and I saw this piece of spray paint vandalism* at my void deck today! It said: IAN SIMIANI think that would be a pretty cool name for a band, if I had one. But no, I tried guitar hero for like 10 seconds yesterday and totally crashed.*difference between vandalism and graffiti? Its vandalism if its ugly LOL

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Some times I think I am too soft. That I feel too much for people, you know? Once I really get into it, it does become obvious that I've been doing this for the whole of my life, caring too easily for loved ones who (not unfairly), do not necessarily reciprocate to the same degree. Or so I perceive. I could make a long list of people I care for or rather, I care for more than they do for me. My

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1.Jump in for pictures from an awesome fake actionsampler and a holga mistake! :DAlso this is the second time I sent the film for normal processing and this time round, I really like the softer colours. Think I'll be giving cross-processing a break for awhile haHolga film: Kodak Porta 1602.3.4.Not sure whether its the scanning that's off or my camera that's doing this abrupt framing. Shall

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Maybe! I should have tried harder you know, really pushed for it.I'm actually referring to a specific issue although now I realize it pretty much applies to a lot in my life. Damn.In other and lighter news, I took part in my first proper flea market yesterday night and it went swell! For the past few days, I've been a mini-notebook making machine and ah forget it, this trying to be cheery is a

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Sometimes I feel embarrassed that the bulk of my listening-music is still the music I discovered when I was 15.Eh Yanti, no progression ah?, that's what I think.

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Would you have guessed that this was Boon Lay, Singapore! Gorgeous, and part of the reason why I really don't feel bad about staying in NTU. I really do think the campus is quite beautiful.Eh I guess you might not be able to see the awesome colour due to the pictures being on the small side. Boo. So click the pictures to enlarge. At least one, promise! The light is amazing.

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Here's some of the cool stuff I've been doing in my Experimental Photography class. We've been working with pinhole cameras and alternative printing processes which means all that fun in the darkroom with chemicals hurrahTo be fair, a few of the pictures here were digital files which were then converted into film negatives and then fiddled with using Chemical X, Y and Z, so it still counts right

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Nutella is a good comfort on nights unwillingly plowing through homework.This is a really good graphic novel. I've been wanting to read it since it came out a couple of years back, but only managed to do so a week ago from the school library. Apart from the beautiful prose and drawings and terrible poignancy, there's this part of the book, the climax if you will, that totally paralleled a moment

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And also!

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There's this cool forum going on tomorrow at the National Library about what we dream Singapore would be, ideally. Quite bummed that I can't go, it would be fun you know! Its not often that people celebrate idealism nowadays, it just gets no respect - as if being cynical and realistic is the better stance. Anyway!Anyway, what do I dream Singapore would be?I would like it to not be racist.

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The morning light through the classroom screens was pretty today. I really love it when I wake up in bed to this subdued kind of light. Granted, it's not the GOOD MORNING, WAKE UP PLEASE kind of sentiment, but who wants that anyway! Ha. This kind of light is the kind that makes you feel soft and comfortable, a precursor to a gentle and thoroughly pleasant day.I am stuffing my face with carbs now.

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FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL WAS AWESOME CAN?We had Typography today, so we started off with a few basic exercises....like a freaking giant-scaled charcoal/paint rendering of a serif letter! If you've ever had to do a banner for tedious school activities, you know how tedious and difficult this is.These are my classmates' stuff, my lowercase 'e' looks a bit lopsided because I couldn't the proportion and

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Funny thing I noticed today! Was in the car with my mum driving through our neighbourhood when I saw one, single national flag hung out by a certain household who I suppose, just cares enough.Isn't that it, really? The reason why we don't hang out our national flags near National Day anymore is simply because we just don't care enough to. Other manifestations of this syndrome would be:a) So

iznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116969.post-44575593731354315462008-07-30T17:57:00.002+08:002009-03-01T06:25:28.072+08:00

A roll that turned out a bit more successfully than my previous one - thank you recent singapore sun :DThis first one was shot through a bus window that had an anti-glare filter on the glass, which I think is what caused the awesome aqua tint. So hurrah, save money no need to buy/make filters, use our public transportation!Despite the lack of pretty colours, I actually like this one a lot because

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Oh oh oh, and!After going through somebody's facebook picture album, I swear I will (try) never to make kissy-face/pouting expressions when posing for a picture ever again.Yeah, I do get that it does help make a person look more photogenic and stuff because hello cheekbones and I don't begrudge that per se... But it just looks dumb and asinine and yes, I know almost perfect synonyms there but I

iznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116969.post-85541477248333400322008-07-28T01:52:00.003+08:002008-07-28T02:44:29.617+08:00

Today, I discovered a tool that will help me cope with future burdens of the mind!I WILL LIST MY WAY TO SANITY.Seriously you guys, it really works. When I told Hazri of my plan, he was all, but what if writing it down makes it even more overwhelming since it is now a tangible list! Which is a plausible reaction, but thankfully, no, I can totally deal with making lists.Things I Am Worrying About*

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Well! At least if there's any long-term good that has come out of this present affliction, I have learned a couple of things.1. I like my emotions clean, gathered and snipped. Clearly demarcated, if you will.2. But restraint? That never sits comfortably in my emotional vocabulary.3. Coming out of My Very First Relationship without being (substantially) burnt, I am apparently a rarity.4 . If I

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Can I just say for the record that today, I discovered the extent of how sexy intelligence can be. Mmhmm.On an unrelated note, I realized as well that I hold the nagging ache\melancholy of love (and its lesser manifestations) like an ulcer. Which I probe with my tongue as I am wont to do to feel a sharp jab of pain, which is so much more satisfying than it just sitting there, half-existing and

iznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116969.post-38226365314101107012008-07-18T01:36:00.004+08:002008-07-18T01:55:48.055+08:00

So pretty!As much as I sometimes fear that I have overly boyish tendencies, I'm glad to say: I STILL LIKE MY DOLLS. How's that for a burst of estrogen.And they are not freaky looking, okay. This, is freaky but even so, in a totally awesome way:And speaking of being all girly and sorts, I should really talk about my feelings.Or not.

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Wow.I am kinda in shock because Alfian Saat practically just dissed/derided the value of film (and film-making) as a medium for drama and performance in his blog.People who know me well enough would know that I practically fangirl this guy as a writer because he happens to be so terribly astute in his thoughts and writing, so this is really quite a slap in the face. Fangirlish enough to feel bad

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Zomg I finally got myself a facebook.In the sense that i meekly agreed when charmaine said she'll sign up an account for me, because I just feel too plain self-conscious doing it myself, especially since by now, Facebook is like, quite a done thing.And its so strange lah! You know the part where you add friends that you may know, which makes me go: well, I suppose she's my friend...Because you

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Honestly, I'm kinda..ehh about how this roll turned out. Most of the shots came out too cyan and dark or my liking. Caused by the x-pro? The expired film? Then how come the last two turned out completely different? Answers, I need answers :((So, I might have uh, cheated a bit and Photoshopped some of these - slightly!)holga, x-pro, expired kodak ektacolour

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When I get upset, I oscillate between two reactions: a) being compulsively, OCD tidy as in straightening everything into straight rows and b) letting myself go into a inert stupor because by this point, I honestly have no idea what to do with myself anymore.Its almost 4pm and I'm still in my pajamas, which isn't really a rare occurrence, but this time it's because I simply cannot be bothered.

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I am pleased with myself! Why? For turning this:..........TO THISPainstakingly stitched the fabric on - sewing through velcro is a bitch.The fabric is plain calico and the pattern silkscreened from a screen lying around the class with a funny pixelly design. Layered the print like 2817821793 times to get this pattern out, so pleased! Have been waiting for a suitable crafty idea to use this fabric.

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Reading the papers with my mum today about some rich guy being arrested for trying to buy a kidney (of the human variety), the talk develops into how you know, I heard this rumour that Andrea D'Cruz totally didn't even want to get married to Pierre Png but because he gave her half his liver, she had to? Allegedly!So my mum says, "But he seems quite sweet, he is quite good-looking what..""Well,

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Ok so I don't have that much to say already or rather, don't really want to say here. Am presently very frustrated with a few very pertinent things but I think I've vented it enough to long-suffering friends and family, SO NO MORE.But suffice to say, I am very worried. People! Keep your fingers and toes crossed please.  In the mean time, why not put my drawings and doodlings up right? (I have an

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Pencil drawing from a photo of my dad and his siblings when they were kids (obviously) for his birthday, but I still haven't given it to him!

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See the white glow in the upper half of the picture? That is apparently because my camera's sensor has gone wonky! Which gives me a Good and Valid reason to hunt for a new one muahahaHello friends.It is not 2:30AM, and the hunger pangs have hit! Because, as I have just realized, the only form of dinner I had was an ice cream cone from Island Creamery (yay!) and it was apple pie flavour (double

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I (well, Charmaine to be exact - although I did all the hunting!) managed to find myself a holga before I left for my trip to india, and you know a camera + foreign, colourful country = happy time!7 rolls of film happy to be exact, which got me quite worried because what if all 7 rolls came out like crap right! haven't touched a film camera before!So! I am totally hooked.and on regular 35mm film:

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I'm sad!

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A few neutral shots of the INDIAN OCEAN. The weather wasn't that great, and the beach apparently not the best in Kerala but is it me, but does the water look a lot more vast than what we see in Singapore? Probably from the lack of cargo ships loitering around and the lack of people confronting the rather harsh waves. Anyway! The next three are from the digital camera. I think some people might

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sometimes i think i'm a really good kid, and it annoys me!on another note, i am back from india and am trying to figure out how to post the illustrated recount of the trip on this blog. i think i will do it in non-chronological episodic segments, and then include pictures from the holga and from other friends as subsequent annex(es)? and then there are the sketches from my travel journal. seems i

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I have malay eyesa malay nosea malay mouthchinese eyelasheschinese boobs*malay height malay hairand a malay bum.*Seriously though, most malay boobs I've seen are huge. There was this girl I saw once poured into a tank top and the tops of her boobs were jiggling. Like, how is that?I will never know.But! Speaking of racial compartmentalization.Do you know that it really does aggravate me seeing

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And then I suddenly realized!I love being single. (Well yes, despite present, possible ambiguities.)Occurred to me when I dropped by a friend's lj and how she noted that in seeing her boy off to the NS Departure made her tear up, it really reminded me of when I went through the exact same thing some time last year. And how it was a long, tedious affair that seemed to unnecessarily drag on, but

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I guess what I didn't want to say was that I miss you. Or even more so, what's triggering it. 4:55AM and I'm talking nonsense. I bet you still come here. You're even more nostalgic than me, and it used to annoy me incredibly! Why do you hold on to things so much, I always wanted to say that but never did. I think I know now though. Even then, pre-emptively, you knew how easily things slip away

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Doomsday is an AMAZINGLY-RIDICULOUS movie! Yes, quite literally, in that order. Everybody should watch it, extremely high in entertainment value and value for money! All the movie genres you could ever want rolled into a single movie ticket!It is a zombie, political satire, apocalyptic, medieval, action, punk-anarchist,Gladiator-esque,futurist, LOTR-Middle Earth, and James Bond-ish with a car

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This is not right at all of course. I downed the can of coffee at 3AM to rush my art history essay/exam, not blog. But such are the impulses at 4.54 in the morning.And besides, I have been feeling particularly, internally verbose recently. You know the feeling - phrases and sentences emerging and floating around in my head..the kind too silly and pretentious to say out loud but from my

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zaaaaaaaara, where are you?

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Right. What I'm going to be blogging about is not going to be very interesting to the general masses but for art people..well, yeah. I've noticed this growing resentment towards Art Friend from schoolmates and teachers in ADM and apart from acknowledging that the collective disdain is somewhat peer-influenced, I'm still going: whut?Resentment issues:a) Monopolizing the art supplies market in

iznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116969.post-33782355376797011612007-07-26T00:22:00.000+08:002007-07-26T00:45:08.124+08:00

I was scanning in some old pictures for a certain errand, and decided: heck, since I've got them in my laptop now, might as well share it with y'all!It is more bearable than adolescent camwhoring, at least.The alarmed expression is probably a reaction to my mother having sprung a hairbrush on me. Never liked it, she was always quite rough with it..tough love, eh? Would also explain why neat hair

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And then, suddenly! I wrote this strange thing. Its got an erratic rhythm to it, which you know, isn't exactly without a point!..if anyone can be bothered to prac. crit a poem written by a silly teenager (answer: no).Out of curiosity, do let me know what you think it means. It makes perfect sense to me, but of course, that's because I wrote it and therefore, have my own decoding ring consisting

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Sometimes I surprise even myself. Was flipping through a (recent) notebook of mine when I came across this:ANTI-GRAVITATIONAL DEVICE.WHY, I DO NOT KNOW.On another note, with the sudden onslaught of university admission flurry of matriculation number-finding-and-registering, tution grants (you mean it no automatic? government give me no money?), MISSED DEADLINES, medical check-ups, choosing

iznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116969.post-66598572523535928612007-06-10T23:17:00.000+08:002007-06-10T23:35:21.535+08:00

Bintan was amazing. Which is quite funny, considering that it really was just the typical, semi-luxe beach holiday that I've been to so many times. Think the crucial difference is that it was no family, all-friends time. Yeah!All was typical except that:- We saw double rainbows!- And a meteorite! In the day! Seriously. It was a bright burning ball with a tail moving really slowly in the sky. I

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Hot damn. When I saw this dress, the fingers that belonged to the arm that I had plopped on the desk actually stretched out towards the computer screen, wanting.Want this dress. Even more so when the original blogger posted it, saying: Zooey Deschanel may be the only person who can pull off Erin Fetherston's petal dress.No, me too. Me.Want this dress, so bad. GIVE ME.

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So I'm really horrible with video games right, or for that matter, practically anything that demands decent display of co-ordinated motor skills.The only game I was decent at was this Marvel fighting thing, but that must be because the game was configured such that aimless button-pushing, if done rapidly enough, can still save your butt somehow. They need to market games like these for people

iznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116969.post-38401503278949761062007-05-08T01:28:00.000+08:002007-05-08T02:22:00.046+08:00

SAY HELLO TO MY NEW SHOES. My sister says that they are evidence of the remaining traces of my Spice Girls fanhood. I shamelessly, vehemently concur. They are a little bit trickier to match than I thought though, since I need to be wary of crossing the thin, thin line between snazzy-kitsch and tacky. We shall see, we shall see!Its like someone (who? You? Figment of my shoe-addled mind?) told me..

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I AM DEADSET EXCITED Y'ALL.Even daily 7 hours of telemarketing won't get me down now that I have this in mind. Yell/snark at me all you want random receptionists, hokkien ah peks and hotshot finance managers. Oh the glee, the glee!Will tell you guys when things are confirmed, of course.

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One of the nice things about having a boyfriend is that you get to find out Things - Mysteries of Guy Behaviour. Sure, you could ask your average Platonic Male Friend but for all you know, they might still be holding something back. Hmm.Between significant others though, there isn't any secrecy. Unless it concerns a disgusting habit, like that you eat your toenail clippings for example, and your

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You, dear reader, have no idea how there are times when I desperately regret being a girl and wish I was born a boy instead.Specifically, times when the parental folks kick up a fuss when I return home slightly late - which sounds like a rather juvenile issue, but in principle, is very infuriating. I detest that by gender, I am considered inherently vulnerable, and therefore in need of protection

iznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6116969.post-73232813871065488542007-03-19T04:08:00.000+08:002007-03-19T05:15:37.812+08:00

At least I have the decency to agree that yes, it is rather disgusting how I have not blogged in more than a month, even skipping over one of the most life-altering events that happened recently!Sure everyone (who cares, and matters) knows already, but here it is anyway in case people living under a rock are curious enough to want to know:Lit - AArt - A (not sure how I pulled this one off really,

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