Remember in this post I said I wasn't going to go out until I finished up all my work?

Well, I lied.

Go figure.

Btw, some items crossed out. It's not much but it's a start...

:)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

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Today my cousin quoted something most ridiculous.

She said that the guy conducting the Nikah* said as a wife you must always smile at your husband. When he walks in the room, you must smile. When he somethingsomethingsomething you must smile. If you don't smile, you go to hell. Then she said part of the Nikah procedure states that a man is allowed to beat his wife.

I have nothing but the utmost disdain for this. Nowhere in the Quran does it say these things. Safe to say that what the general populace is practicing is NOT Islam but some sick lovechild of the religions of pre Islamic Middle East.

* Nikah is part of a traditional Malay wedding and is followed with the Persandingan which is basically there to show off the bride and groom to the whole kampung as a declaration of 'hey, these two may now bump uglies without you tsk-ing them'.

Due checklist:

(week 5)

Tuesday - SP3 and Environmental Lighting

Thursday - Construction Studies 2 printouts

(week 6)

Monday - Meeting Room, fully rendered in Markers

Wednesday - Rough design for DS3

Oleh sebab itu, should not go out until I'm done, y'hear?

Wanted:

Personal Slave... uhhh... Assistant.

Criteria:

TBA on individual basis + must drive and own car + be able to do the 12 labours of Hercules.

Sigh... C'est impossible!

My quote of the day, also a brainfart:

It's easy to get into a part when the character mirrors your personality. It's when you have to play a part you think you absolutely cannot pull off and then do it with the utmost finesse. Now that's magic.

This made me laugh SO HARD I headdesked.

So I didn't do the cake yesterday because I was busy strafing work. Yes... I will do it sometime this week no doubt, for fear the wrath of the Mothercreature... dun dun DUNNNN...

What did I do?

I updated by Flickr portfolio and finished up the "Spartan Garden Lounge" that you see in the pictures above and signed up to LinkedIn and Coroflot which I will update when I feel like it.

Materials:

- Metal

- Squishy shiny foam thing

Other than that, I didn't finish my colouring as expected but I did decide on the colour scheme... I should also decide the colour scheme to go for the Conference Room I will be drawing around 2pm-ish, It's gonna be a very high tech Conference/Meeting room. Hampehh... Malas la nak ber-PD2. -- I have decided to bum PD2 today. Doing my work at home is much more fun.

Check it, Marcel Wander's company is hiring INTERNS for Interior Design! Sadly, it's in Amsterdam. I would love to go but degree blom habis. I've still got two years but in the mean time, here's my online Flickr Portfolio!

I have to bake a plain butter cake so that I can use the leftover purple icing... :|

... tapi malas. But I guess I have to so I'll do it petangish.

I have to photocopy a pencil drawing so I can colour it in with colour pencils. I do so hate presentation drawing... D:

... tapi malas. So I'll do it tomorrow morning.

I cleaned out my cupboard and am getting rid of clothes I don't wear anymore and I realised just how much of a T-shirt and cargos person I am. Say 'taknak' to dress-up clothes until you have an occasion to dress up for.

I have to buy and send out a box each of Lipton and Boh tea to a friend in Morocco... I have no idea how much postage will cost nor the time it takes to actually GET to Morocco.

And finally,

I need to compile all my recipes and chuck them into a file which means I have to go to Tesco and do a little bit of stationary shopping. One day I'll turn it into a cute little book for myself because I know a printer who does perfect binding. Each recipe will come with a picture which means I need to take pictures and dress the food pieces up before I can take a picture... A'la professional sikit la kan?

Here's to a long week ahead.

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w/ full lights

I think this looks pretty good, don't you?

I just need to add on extra bits like random foods and appliences to make it look awesome.

It's an apartment kitchen:

Colour scheme - White and Beige

Materials - Metal, Glass, Acrylic Laminate, Swanstone (High Gloss White), Niro Granite Tile (Yura Foggy)

Stainless steel appliances

Kitchen entrance on the left and door to the Utilities, Laundry and Maid's on the right.

Problem: The actual colours of each material is more striking but autocad made it look really subdued and flat. How to fix??

Nothing to yowl about this time but as far as updates go,

• I made brownies and have dubbed them Sha's super TOP SECRET magical chocolate brownies. No it's not 'space' magical. It's less stellar and more unicorns and rainbows.
• I have a tonne of things due first week of next month and I'm shocked that October is just flying by.
• I guess I wont be a Droog this year. I've no time to go and buy the necessary items for the costume. Bah. I guess I could just go as a nonconformist.
• Bobby Chin irritates me, I've no idea why.

That is all. Brownies are for sale and made to order but price is TBA.

Sekian,

Oh and P/S I'm watching Double Trouble by Logi and Monti on the 7th of November at Actor's Studio Bangsar Lot 10. YAY YAY!

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Hello, my name is Sha L'strange. I opted for David Bowie eyes, I walk funny, I think out of the box, I couldn't care less about how I look, comfort before beauty is my life and I want Toe shoes because I hate wearing shoes and it's the closest I can get to walking barefoot everywhere without getting pieces of 'concrete-jungle' shrapnel in my delicate footsies...

I'm a closet-nudist bohemian hippy stuck in a bourgeois dominant country where stupid people seem to breed.

I also still want to be the Supremo of the Universe, one can dream.

Zulkifli Noordin is a MORONNNNNNNN...

So are all the other hypocrites in the Malaysian Political scene.

THIS is one of the reasons why.

Please, do Google his face so that you're prepared to sneer condescendingly when you see him in public. Also, feel free to remark loudly on his stupidity. He can't do anything, he's daft.

On college assignments,

I've been tasked to do a research report on a designer of my choosing for Studio Practice 3: Furniture. After much browsing around via Wikipedia first and then the net, I narrowed the list down to Marcel Wanders. I would've loved to do one on Phillipe Starck but so would everyone else. Other than Wanders, Maarten Baas and Eero Aarnio was also under consideration.

The thing about browsing for information on a designer that catches your eye is that as you progress with the information, your like for that designer increases exponentially, though since he's a Dutch, he's not as beautifully witty as the Britons. I wish he were though because his interviews are dry.

He's was quoted as the next Phillipe Starck BY Mr. Starck himself and has collaborated with several famous brands around the world, designing everything from wallpaper to appliances. A truly talented multidisciplinary designer.

I think multidisciplinary is the life of anyone controlled by their right brain, though. Myself, for example, I write, bake, draw, design and everything else in between. I may not do everything very well (I suck at drawing) but with more practice, it should get better. Should.

Also, Marcel Wanders is very good looking for a 40-plus year old man.

5.1 Assignments + Freelance Jobs + Dessert Catering = Busy

Busy = Happy = Good Kind of Stress

Good Kind of Stress = Lack of Emotionally Things

Lack of Emotionally things = Great Balls of Joy.

Also wik,

TGI Friday's sucks ballsacks, went there the second time after a really long time for an assignment and it still sucks balls.

Until I get sick of it, this is my morning jive tune. hahaha

hahaha...

You're such a silly woman, put the lime in the coconut and drink em all up...

wooooooo-oooooo... hahahahahhaha

Add-on:

I will be VERY VERY VERY VERY depressed if this cock-up of a 'disability' stops me from diving... SO depressed I might just stay holed up in my room forever and not want to see the light of day.

And another thing, most doctors don't know jack shit about anything.

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It's the attack of lethargy caused by genetics.

Women's predisposition to bleeding out of their nether regions

and

S(tupid)pinal M(ajor)uscular A(ss-pain)trophy Type 3.

Oh, my, you thought I was lazy and moody because I like to be lazy and moody?

Fokken banana.

I'm going to buy a treadmill. Anyone has a second hand one that I can scrutinise before purchase?

Things that need to be gotten on to:

- Walkies

- Swimming

- Exercisy activities

- Indulging in magical brainfood.

MICHELLE NG! WHERE ARE YOU?!?!

Inspirational photos from Internet Hell:

On that note, we should stop using words that generally points to homosexuality as a term for something negative.

I should be doing my assignment.

Attack of the pod people nap-lounges...

I want one...

D:

Post of the new.

*yawn*

I'm going to have a shower...

I think, now, that it's a good thing I spent a week to myself. It's sort of a breather from the harsh realities of life.

It allows me to hermitify (yes, I'm aware that there's no such word... Well, it's a word now!) myself which I'm usually rather fond of being borderline agoraphobic and all.

Ah, the things you learn about me throughout the course of reading through my life since college. har har.

At 11:37PM, today...

"Whoops! Is that a sliver of humanity? KILL IT!"

And then it died as fast as it came.

Don't I just haaaaate feel good chick-flicks sometimes...

I bet Mrs. Thatcher is pulling a face right now.

My latest qualm:

Why do people add people they don't know on facebook? Then when you send them a message asking them if you've met they don't reply. Surely when there's random adding there's the obvious hello-do-I-know-yous.

And then there's the persons you add that you do know and they accept your request. You strike up a conversation with them and they pretend to not know you? If there's one thing I do is to ignore the friend requests of people you don't know, everyone should do too.

I think it's time I purge some few on facebook again. Life's taken a turn and the naysayers must be discarded and forgotten.

damn no brainers.

My thoughts, your vitamin-enriched and nutritious and wholesome fodder... Well, sometimes. Most often though, I go off about the Umbilical Brothers or something as random. It's been quite a while since I jotted my words on a piece of paper first but I stand here, quite literally - I cannot be bothered to sit down so I'm writing this on a cupboard, to muse on.

Today, I go off, rather disdainfully and for the umpteenth time, about the lovely fashion industry, dear people on the intertoobz. More specifically, Models. Androgynous, mind you I don't have any issues with androgyny I'm just stating a point, shapeless, devoid of any apparent interest outside of 'A piece of lettuce ends world hunger' and 'I'm a size 00, worship me' and a complete misrepresentation of most of the women living on our beautiful, gorgeous even, planet earth.

Generally speaking, there are two main and most distinct cause for the lack of figure and the androgynous looks that these women have. One of these theories are constructed by myself and the other by I can't remember who... I think it was Zuri who heard it from her dad or something.

My theory is brought on by a few simple questions. Who are the most affluent and influential designers out there? If you answered any one of these (Alexander McQueen, Christian Lacroix, Chanel, Dior, D&G, Armani, etc.,) you're correct. Do these wonderful people have penises? Yes, except maybe the exceptions as noted in every walks of life, in every golden rule there are exceptions, but I digress. What are the chances of these men being gay? I shall answer that question like a person who doesn't speak English. Yes.

What do gay men love? Other gay men, of course! As well as a few straight men for the eye candy factor. What are men if not the complete physical opposite of their fairer counterparts? Men, devoid of strange fat lumps, save those infected by McDonalds, i.e. no tits and ass.

So, as far as models are concerned, they are men sans penis. some very pretty men except lingerie models. Oh, wait, I hear someone choke "Then why the hell don't they just use only men on the catwalk?" If it were you who muttered these silly words, ponder such questions as:

1. Pre 2000, who were the target market for shopping?

2. Pre 2000, would you hear a man shout in horror "Oh my God, someone is wearing the same penguin suit as I am!"?

3. Currently, is the layout for stores around the world still female oriented?

There's probably more to it than my surface argument if you'd care for a coffee but onto the other theory brought on by ThepersonIcantrememberthenameofsorry.

Designers are always poor when they first start off so by virtue of circumstance and necessity they had to make do with whatever cloth they were donated with by all these delightful fabric suppliers, which wasn't much to tell you the truth. The less cloth needed to dress a person is a good thing so in light of this, they hired really skinny, nutrition devoid creature, bless them, to parade shamelessly in the designed garb.

Tangent:

Why do Avant garde pieces look like things put together that have been collected at random from the garbage? Anyone?

Well, that'll be all I have to divulge on this medium for now and trust me, it wont be the end of it.

Ablooooooblooobloooooooobloobloobbloooooooo....

Classes begin on Monday,

Then it stops...

Then it starts again on Wednesday because life is retarded...

"TIMMEHHHH!!!!!"

Yeas. I prepare myself for 5th term torture.

My name is Aishah Roose. 5th term is gonna kick. Life, prepare to be ball-bashed.

kwii ee!

Tis now time for boringbojangle-fangle-bobangles class updates!

5.1 October 2009

*drumroll*

The one that got away because of my lackadaisicality:

Presentation Drawing 2!

And the Lord totally freaked out after someone turned off the light while he was on the porcelain throne:

Environmental Lighting!

Everyone wants a piece of these:

Study Practice 3: Furniture Design!

The world would cease to function without corporate herecy:

Design Studio 3: Office!

Finally, because the world is never too dull:

Construction Studies 2!!!!!!

*applause applause*

The timetable is made such that I'm free from Thursday Lunch through to Monday 1400hours. Anytime not stipulated above is for naught, during the day time... bruahahahaha....

So, there. Nothing interesting on the agenda today except for chocolate cake and bibik chasing the cat with a steak knife.

P/S:

Kepada kanak-kanak yang kaya raya buang duit, ingat, tu duit bapak kau. Bukan duit kau.