One week until In-house critique? Check.
One week until raya? Check.
Final details by lecturer but not explained thoroughly? Check.
Unfinished assignments? Check.
Unmade raya cookies? Check.
Unmade parisian macarons? Check.
Stress pimples? Check, check, check, check, check-check-check-check.... Check.
Sigh.

My face... is pimpled up from stress.

I hate raya that comes when I have massive finals to get done. I want to crawl into a hole where raya doesn't exist right now just so that people would stop pestering me to make cookies.

Patty-cake, patty-cake, PATTY-CAKE!

3d and port again. I'm getting sick of these two. Term ends in a month.
WHEEEEEEEE!

Off to make my book later! like at 1 30.

This made me laugh...

I had a dream about this bloke and his brother again.
I had a huuuuuge crush on his brother back in high school but that's been far too long ago and I don't even know where the guy is now so, why him?
And why for 5 too many times, all in different situations several nights apart?
Often, saving my life for some reason or another -- the bloke, I mean, not his brother.
Or being in some situation which makes me uncomfortable. More often than not about feelings. *shudders at the thought*

My subconscious is creepy... and weird.

Good morning to those who are still awake at this godforsaken hour.

I had tea so I'm awake, slightly irate because there's no one to talk to, doing some CAD work and about to get rather bored.

I don't like having assignments during the esteemed month of Ramadhan because I cannot munch while I do work. My munch patterns are between 3 to 6 in the afternoon so midnight munchies are out of the question.

Do you ever wonder how silly it is when two religions clash?

Like how it's Ramadhan for Muslims and it's said that there are no evil spirits out during this month and at the same time it's the Hungry Ghost Festival where ALL evil spirits are out to do some damage? Is the Hungry Ghost Festival a Buddhist thing or a Taoist thing?

Anyway,

I have come to admit that I enjoy politics and economics based banter because it is thought provoking and gets me all riled up. It's a lot better than gossiping about random people who really have nothing to do with me. It also makes me feel like I am in some way contributing to the growth of a person's intellect at the same time being nourished by his or her ideologies, quotes, insight on the inner workings of such instruments and the processes they had called upon to come to such a conclusion. It's also really nice to see how some are more diplomatic than others when presenting an issue contrary to the momentary view.

Opinions can be fleeting or can stay stagnant and poised. It really depends on how adamant a person is and how much information they have in order to back up these opinions. Case studies can really help hit the nail square on the head as well as prior knowledge of the laws of a nation, societal implications, world economy and currency values, and use of some big words and Latin phrases uttered by big thinkers of olden times like Socrates and Plato, or Karl Marx. Even  theocracy, democracy, socialism, communism and other social structures come into play.

These all help sum up the kind of people one hangs out with and depending on the type of person one is, can make or break a relationship. That said, I had always been supremely open-minded about ideas and opinions as I find that in a world such as now, never should any two people think alike. The human mind is too vast to constrict to just one type of thinking.

So, next time you hear words relating to the world at large, don't scoff! Keep your ears open. Who knows, you might learn something.

This is actually very true.
My feet in the water actually feels like burning death... then when you're about halfway in it goes to "Aaaaaah..." but before that... "OMFG IT'S HOT OMGOMGOMG..."

But you go in anyway.
Have I made my point?
I'm gonna have a nice loooooong bath now.

I win at life.
Everyone knows this.

But just now...
I was run-over by Autocad...
I accidentally deleted sectonal elevations and detailings.
I hate myself because I feel too lazy to re-do them right now, even though I should.

GODDAMN YOU, SAVE BUTTON!
I knew the podium was too easy.

TOO... FUNNY... CAN'T... BREATH!
(clicky heahh)

I love my friends. Espesh this one... who has a brain the size of a turbo-powered carrier pigeon.

________________________________________

Me

doucheyyy

saya lazy nak pergi class

it's important news

HAHAHAHAH

10:07Raja

im cowboy-ing

red dead redemption ftw

10:08Me

hapo tuh

10:08Raja

think gta on horseback

awesome

10:08Me

what the....

-_____________-

10:08Raja

so goooood

u can hogtie hookers and what not

10:09Me

are you serious?

that sounds so awesome...

10:09Raja

yeap

then put them on railway tracks

then wait for the train

10:10Me

-___________-

i would now attempt to download it if i didnt have so much work

then people would ask what i am doing i could say what you just said "i'm hogtying hookers"

10:11Raja

haha

feels good man

10:12Me

suuuuure...

10:13Me

malas nak pergi claaaaaas

10:13Raja

i tsk you

tssssssskk

10:14Me

don't tsk!

urge me to go to class!

TSK-ING IS NOT URGING

10:14Raja

there will be cake in class

10:14Me

shoving isnt either

i puasa

bengong

10:14Raja

erm u can take it home

10:14Me

mmmmmmm no.

10:14Raja

the cake is a lieeeeee

10:14Me

yes, yes it is

10:14Raja

many loves for portal

10:15Me

i never played that

i just knew about the meme

10:15Raja

thats where that line came from

10:15Me

and all your base

10:15Raja

are belonging to us

10:15Me

came from some jap game that got translated badly

10:15Raja

yes, i have educated myself with memes

10:15Me

i can see that

10:16Raja

in portal, the robot tells you to do a series of task, and promise you cake in the end

10:16Me

hahaha

10:16Raja

but in the end she tried to kill you

10:16Me

what a crappy reward

10:16Raja

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y6ljFaKRTrI

10:17Me

-___________-

10:17Raja

this is the robot singing in the credits

so much love

10:17Me

jap la

malaysian internet veerah slowww

10:18Raja

haha if that is not motivation enough to go to class i dont know what is

10:19Me

it's motivating me to leave the laptop

but i have resisting powers

10:20Raja

it is super effective

10:20Me

nope...

i just turned it off

i go to class to tunjuk barang je

pastu balik

HAHAHAH

10:21Raja

phail

10:21Me

therein lies the reason for malasness

my lect admits to being a dinasaur

so i cant email my shit to him

10:22Raja

send it by carrier pigeons

10:22Me

do you have any to spare?

10:22Raja

flail your arms towards the west, they will come for you

10:22Me

how long will it take, you think?

10:22Raja

20 minutes, give and take

10:23Me

lies

turbo engined pidgeons

10:23Raja

my facebook is in pirate english

tis beyond awesome

10:23Me

i did that once... i got bored

i want ye olde english

10:24Raja

request

10:24Me

or fesbuk in shakesperean

10:24Raja

or chaucer

10:24Me

chawhat?

10:24Raja

56 line poem for a single application

that'd be somefink

10:25Me

i cannae fathom

10:25Raja

anyhoots, im gonna go back to being a cowboy

10:25Me

you suck

10:25Raja

you go class

you go class now

10:25Me

-________-

10:25Raja

spoken in disappointed chinese parent voice

10:25Me

hog tie daddeh...

bodo

k la...

FORSAKE YOUR CHILD

10:26Raja

muehheheheheheehhe

10:26Me

sadd

10:26Raja

you doctor yet?

no?

talk to me when you doctor

10:26Me

i'm a doctor

10:26Raja

hahaha

okays, tata, there be hookers and outlaws to hogtie

10:26Me

k la imma leave now...

tataa

10:26Raja

toodles

___________________________________________________

Sekian,

LAYAAAAANNNNNN...



We're the sultans,
We're the sultans of swing.

*dances around*
Man, these guys are flawless.
So flawless it gives me goosebumps....
FEEL THEM! FEEL THE GOOSEBUMPS!

For the next two days I shall attempt to learn as much about v-ray as I possibly can thanks to the information scattered around the interwebs and *gasp* YOUTUBE!

Then over the weekend I have to create 5 scenes, take a few days to render it and hand up before week 10.
God bless me.

While rendering I shall make parisian macaroons.
My aunty gave me words of encouragement... "Good luck and God bless,"
Such faith you have in me, M'busu. Such... Faith... *sob*

Owhhh yeaahhh...
I'm so awesome it makes your head hurt.

*does the dance*

This is the bukkit. It is my bukkit. You no can has.

Whoa, man, THIS PLACE is GOHOOOORGEOUSSS...

It's funny how someone can disappear off the face of the planet when your only mode of communication is via fesbuk.

I know, I know... There's a phone and I have all the relevant phone numbers but I feel intrusive. Also, who knows where they could possibly be?
At work?
In an office?
In class?
In bed, asleep?

Aside from that,
I need to buy some new clothes.
My favourite pair of pants are torn.
I need a new favourite pair.
Barring the fact that I have two leggings coming in the mail.
...
I still need some new clothes and I still want my tailored suit.
Ash grey thin pinstripes.
My business suit is going to be my bitch armour.
BEHOLD!

Back to the missing person's tirade.
Where are these people that are so missed?

Memo note to self: Please take at least ONE decent photo every time there's a camera without sticking out tongue/making devil horns/putting fingers anywhere on the face... Smile, don't be a photo-douchebag.

"Do up all construction drawings," I had written.
Shit.
-____________-

Parisian Macaroons as raya cookies this year?

If I have time. :D

But I'm thinking more towards a 'yes'.

We haven't really started making the raya cookies yet.

I wonder if we'll be having the usual 3-million guest open house again this year.

I hope not. I can't make that many macaroons.

Also, if it works out...

Macaroons for birthdays!

Between bouts of work are damnable bouts of 'I-really-don't-know-what-to-start-with'.

That's usually when lists get done. proper scheduled lists. Lists that actually tell me to do what and in what order.

I can be that anal.

Right now I am in the midst of the horriffic 'I-really-don't-know-what-to-start-with' and I feel time ebbing away deviously. Damn.

P/S Fractals.
http://www.darkroastedblend.com/2008/04/most-beautiful-fractals.html

Like, whoaaa... *gets zapped into space-time continuum*

I want to make Crêpe Suzette with Candied Orange Slices served with a dallop of whipped cream.

It's been a while since I went to a restaurant that served really good Crêpe Suzettes.

Hopefully mein brother ist on ze way khome vis mein club sammich.

Jimi Hendrix kowtowed to Chicago's ex guitarist Terry Kath according to teh faja during dinner today then on the way home BFM played Little Wing.



Hendrix died from a cocaine overdose and Kath killed himself while playing drunk Russian Roulette.
It's a shame.

Club sammich and chips craving cockblocked by puasa.
-_______________-

Red tide come faster.
Faster come, red tide.

P/S I think I've mentioned before how scatterbrained poncyprincypoo is... he gave some people the layout for an extra room but he didn't give the rest so now I'm like wtf?
YOU DIE, DORKFACE!

Take,
If you want a slice,
If you want a piece,
If it feels alright.



Don't come over here,
And piss on my gate,
Save it just keep it
OFF MY WAVE.

Cos it's my wave, so you guys'll have to back off.

I came up with a Chuck Norris joke and it goes something like "Murderers use chainsaws to kill people, chainsaws use Chuck Norris."
I know it's kind of bad. Sharrap.

Kids, it's week 7 off term 8.1 a.k.a Graduation Term.
I have a week left.


Aside from allocated times out with my favourite people, I'll probably be in work-mode. KaS will be updated as many times necessary to purge the crazy from my head, spare me your cringing.


Design Studio 5: Stage
- Finalise all floor plans
- Do up all construction drawings
- Finalise all materials and finishes
- Complete budget and costing sheets
- Start doing up 3D CAD for a few of the perspectives (knowing as how my hand drawn stuff looks really sad)
Adendum: Personal mugshot given on Monday and pick out 'professional' outfit for group photo next Monday before 4pm.


Portfolio
- Take photos of awesome shwag
- Scan some stuff
- Finish up all pages before the 'End-game'
- Do up name-cards and letterheads as well as finalise the logo
- Finalise arrangement of portfolio and hand up for final critique before printing.
Adendum: Find suitable printer that does hardcovers that's not so expensive it makes me want to sell my ass for money.


RMIT Application (Can be done after end-game)
- Pick up latest transcripts and make 2 copies
- Get rest of application shit done
- Print and nicely bind 20page portfolio
- Get application fee from the faja... sevennyozzies
- Send it in and wait for acceptance letter.


Musical accompaniment for this week will be Soundgarden and Epica.


So, I have my schedule for this week.
Time to sit down, kick back and watch the magic of getting shit done unfurl from my paws.


P/S What's an end-game you ask? It's the time when all my shit has to be done or I'll go commit proverbial suicide by doing the doom and gloom in my pathetic corner of malcontent.


Pursuant to this post, an annex will be archived in the secret blog of hissy-fits.

Sadism is innate.

I seem to enjoy getting worked up over certain human beings.
Actually, I hate getting worked up over people but it's instinctual.

I do have life plans and well defined goals and I'm damn well going to reach it or I'll end up hating myself. That much I know is true. Also, I hope the people I know and love now are there with me when I give myself a pat on the back for being more than awesome.

By the way, mirrors in front of beds are scary.
Speaking of mirrors, I'd stare at my reflection all day if I thought nobody was watching.

My hair is really nice today. I've been flipping it over shoulder and saying "Psheaaaaaa..." because it sounds really funny.

Blogging time!

No musical accompaniment today but the rain did bring some comfort.
Did some work and all. Will have to show it tomorrow or something.
And pick up my transcripts.

Eight or more pieces to go for the portfolio and already, I'm bored.
Some bloke decided it was a good idea to play the prayer card on me during puasa month just cos I didn't put "solat" into my train of thought for the day.

GRRR... AI KEEL YEW.

My quotable quotes for the day:
"Ignorance is bliss but ignorance is also earning below the poverty line,"

It's going for what, two posts daily now, but I think it's time for for a serious soul-searching type post after a few really random asinine ones and a few that make not much sense.

All who know me well know enough to tell that I hardly let the impenetrable wall with an energy shield that surrounds me down for even a second. Occasionally, the shield capacity that cover it go from 'kill' to 'stun' just so that I could feel okay about divulging some secret I find completely weak if exposed. These few people who've had experienced my 'sharing' times are my closest and dearest but even they don't know what goes in the deep recesses of my mind.

Many years ago, when I was but a fool child, I put it upon myself to feel next to nothing. Feelings are seen as weak, crying is even more so. There were a lot of back log when it comes to my inner workings. I could never tell anyone anything about feelings that go beyond anger and hate. Occasionally, the spirit of joy and festivities leak out inherently and now the feelings just under what we would call 'warm squishy bits' has begun to pour out.

I admit to being cold and hard on the outside but inside is a mindless batch of fluffy bunnies just waiting to burst out in a fit of colourful and non-violent rage.

I always felt as if I were to start opening up more I would be found strange and needy or just melodramatic. I have never had an outlet outside my secret journal to express the kinds of emotions that women do tend to have.

In other words, I feel that the world cannot take me as I am because I cannot fathom the fact that someone on this entire planet could possibly want to go and poke around inside my head. If I do find that one person who does not pass judgement upon me I shall be the happiest person on earth. Inside, I'm about as insecure as anybody else albeit I'm a lot more awesome.

I also guess that that is what love really is. The ability to take into stride every insecurity and fluff it up so that it no longer is an insecurity but an aspect of who a person really is and eventually will grow out of. Because really, if we all were without these naggy little titbits, we'd be less than human.

I es ready to fall.
I think.

Hi, I'm Sha Roose.
I'm awesome and you're not so much.
Go cry in the corner.

It's Sunday, 15th of August and I haven't planned anything for the Cempakans yet. Already down are the dates for the RSGC Clan's Buka part one at Golf Club (Part deux is at La Risatta) which is this Thursday and tonight is the TTDI Clan's Buka at Chillis in One Utama -- sadly, I wont be joining them for the movie.

The government's move to create a school for pregnant teens is a move that is detrimental to society and it shows that the government is a lot more stupid than we give them credit for.

Because my muse gone damn ran off somewhere and is coming back later with more ideas in a bag.

CIRCLE ONE: THE OUTSIDE
1. What’s your name:
Sha

2. How tall are you:
5foot something apparently. But everyone calls me a hobbit anyway.

3. What color are your eyes:
brown.

4. What color is your hair:
dark brown.

5. Are you Male or Female:
female.

6. What is your best feature (physically):
everything! I'm wonderful!

8. Glasses, yes or no:
yes and when I'm out it's contacts

9. Did you ever have braces:
never

10. On a typical day you are wearing:
kaftan... because on a typical day I'm lousing around or working at home.

11. When you go to bed you’re wearing:
kaftans or big shirts and shorts.

12. work out/exercise about how often:
once every two days.

CIRCLE TWO: MUSIC

1. Name five of your favorite bands:
Soundgarden, The Crusaders, Queen, Epica, aww man it's hard to narrow down just 5. :(

2. Name five of your favorite singers:
Chris Cornell, Simone Simons, Dean Martin, Amanda Palmer, Aretha Franklin.

3. Name three songs you are currently playing nonstop:
Epica's Cry For The Moon, Soundgarden's Blow Up The Outside World, Dean Martin's That's Amore

4. Name one song that best describes your life right now:
Bjork's Oh, So, Quiet.

5. Name one song that best describes your life one year ago:
*blink-blink* I don't know!

6. When you’re driving, what are the preset stations on your radio:
BFM, Hitz, Fly, Red and Traxx.

7. What’s the last CD you bought:
mmmmmm... I can't remember, that's how long since I bought any albums. :(

8. Was the last CD you burned an actual CD or a mix:
Who uses cd's anymore? It's mp3's and ipods now.
*cocks an eyebrow*

9. Name one song/band/singer you’re embarrassed to like but do:
I really have to think for this one... Oh! Jet!

10. If you could only attend one concert ever again, it would be:
My funeral concert. No one should be sad when I die damnit!

11. Name one band/singer you absoulutely can’t stand:
Wait, just one? I can name hundreds! Practically most of the clones being played on mainstream radio!

12. Name a group you use to like but feel you’ve grown out of:
Hmmmmm... Dragonforce. 20 minute guitar solo... still kinda kicks ass a little, though.

CIRCLE THREE: MOVIES/TELEVISION

1. Name your favorite actor:
GAH! Everyone in Monty Python.

2. Name your favorite actress:
That's a very good question... I'll figure that out later.

3. Name your favorite television show right now:
How I Met Your Mother.

4. Name five really cool movies you’ve recently seen:
The Big Labowski, Trainspotting, La Haine, 300 and Tank Girl -- The best thing is, these are all old movies.

5. Your favorite canceled television show:
Eek! The Cat and the Terrible Thunder Lizards!

7. Name one movie you wish you hadn’t wasted time/money on recently:
Oh, loaaaaads.

8. You would never watch a movie with:
stupid people.

9. Favorite candy/food to watch movies with:
Anything, really.

10. Three favorite tv channels:
AFC, Discovery Channel and Nat Geo. I'm a giant doooooooork!

11. Favorite reality show:
I really, REALLY don't care for reality tv and I wish they'd all just die.

12. Favorite character on a reality show:
I. Wish. They'd. All. Just. Die.

CIRCLE FOUR: WORD ASSOCIATION

(Write the first word/thing/person that comes into your head when you read this word:)

1. coffee:
tea

2. dog:
cat

3. slut:
horneh

4. candy:
caine

5. pole:
dance

6. ocean:
view

7. brave:
strong

8. loving:
kind

9. cookie:
monster

10. death:
love

11. life:
free

12. child:
kind

-- and those were the first
words that popped up, seriously!

CIRCLE FIVE: WHICH WOULD YOU PREFER

1. Ten guilty men go free OR One innocent man goes to jail for life
former

2. Eaten by a lion OR Eaten by thousands of small insects
former

3. A life of contentment without love OR A life with love and heartache
former

4. Skydiving from a plane OR Bungee jumping off a bridge
former

6. No television OR No music
former

7. No more pizza, ever OR No more chocolate, ever
former

8. A trip to Europe OR a trip to Hawaii
former

9. An hour with your future soul mate OR An hour with a lost loved one
former

10. No longer being able to cry OR No longer being able to feel the need to cry
former

11. Sex without love OR love without sex
former

12. Loving someone who doesn’t love you OR being loved by someone you don’t love
latter

CIRCLE SIX: THE LOVE LIFE

1. Are you currently in a relationship:
noh

2. Are you currently looking/interested in someone:
maybeh

3. Are you a virgin:
I'm not telling you

4. If yes, how long do you plan to be one:
I'm still not telling you

5. How many times have you been “in love”:
Ne'er a man or woman has seen the extent of my adoration.

6. Looking back, how do you feel about that person(s) now:
Ne'er a man or woman and cannae I fathom who they be.

7. Name three things (physically) you look for in someone:
height, built and a pulse.

8. Name three things (mentally/emotionally)
Wit, wisdom and compassion

9. Biggest turn offs include:
Inability to verbally spar, not punctual and beats around bushes with sticks...

10. Your ideal date would be:
Cooking, eating and cuddles. Looooow profile.

11. You want to get married, where, when, how, where?
Oooooooh, look! It's a bird!

12. Does anyone have feelings for you right now that you don’t return:
I have no idea.

CIRCLE SEVEN: THE FRIENDS

(of your friends, who would you say is:)

1. The one you immediately go to with a problem:
Zis is a good kvestchun. All I know have something they're good at giving advice on. I go to all of them -- but not at once... obviously.

2. The most rational:
Me. everyone is irrational.

3. The funniest:
Holy shit, almost everyone I know.

4. The one you spend the most time on the phone with:
It depends.

5. The craziest (but in a good way):
All of them

6. The most honest:
May and Junes

7. The purest:
None. Of. Them. Are. Pure. -- Bunch of dirty bastards.

8. The smartest:
Oooooooooooh... Uhhh... *shrugs*

9. The most athletic:
Most of them are athletic,

10. The most compassionate:
They're all compassionate.

11. The one most likely to get thrown in jail and why:
-__________-;;
Good friends bail you out, best friends are sitting next to you in jail.

12. The last one that said “I love you”:
I-uhh... Zitaaaaaaaa!

I searched the internet and found out that the title of my favourite album by The Crusaders is called Southern Comfort.

I would like a big juicy burger from Kanpei at MiCasa and order extra Bearnaise sauce for the chips...
And my fingers have healed from being digested. That was fast!

Working on stage design and listening to the whole Soundgarden discography. I might be able to catch them on Big Day Out next year when I ship off.
THE JOY!

Segway to deep thought,
It hurts me when someone gets ripped from the fabric of my friendship but it has to be done. It's nice to know they're doing well, though. I wish them all the best.

Cocktail parties intrigue me,
Amuse-bouche
Hors d'oeuvre
Canapé

and



for your listening pleasure :D

Oh, and by the way, buka-ing puasa with a glass of sirap bandung is something that one must stay away from. Me tummy still feels erghhh...

Also, because it's random info day:
My left boob is bigger than my right. Everyone has lopsided boobs unless they're fakeys.

No, I'm not asleep yet.
Remember how I said I'll try and stick to one person for longer than 3 months.
I failed.
ha... ha... *sad*
Sorry, kids. You know me too well.
Nipped in the butt, I tells ye.

Oh, and I've since downloaded the whole Epica and Soundgarden discography.
Buying albums next. Maybe when I'm in Melby for a year I'll go crazy with the albums.

On a completely unrelated note...
Planning to overexert.
It'll give me valid reasons for being glowy and having cat-naps.
Ah, cardio, I loathe thee but it must be done.

Working on the stage design is a little harder than I thought.
And by 'a little' I mean a lot.
I guess it's time to get off the bar-stool and get to working. I have to play around with 3DMax and figure out how to make materials and have it run Maxwell or V-Ray for the rendering

*ehem*
GRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAARRR...
Dank u.

I love midnight brainfarts.

Selamat berpuasa to all.



Lyricssssssss...
The origin of a dogma
Placed in a new millennium
Vilified demons have been embraced
And given a warm welcome

The Seif al Din
Hasn’t got the ghost of a chance to rust
Because it has always been kept in shape
In serving th one Almighty

The rudiments have always been misinterpreted during history,
despite the good intentions of many disciples who’s faithful believe was strong and unswayed.
Most leaders interpret the old words to their
advantage in the attempt of gaining leadership and power
over those unfortunate enough to fall under their maliciousness and manipulative ways.
This misuse of trust will forever stain the pages of history,
echoing the exploitation and the frailty of decent
men carried away by nurtured rancour...

Perpetual distrust fed by a belief
In the malevolence of the others

When the beautiful unreality holds out its hand
It’s better not to lose yourself in blind faith

La Illah Illallah, Mohammed rasul Allah

:D
I'm not implying anything at all because I'm blatantly pointing it out with song.
*glare*

Epica... is Epic-AAAAAAAAAAA!!!



I think if I counted how many times I've listened (and enjoyed and sang with and...) to this song the day wouldn't end.

Oh, and I wish all who are fasting a good month.
Also, just because it's a holy month doesn't mean that you changing your habits to be more righteous or holy make you less of a hypocrite. In fact, changing habits for a month makes you weak and pathetic.

Gooooood morning!

I feel like I'm in love today but with no one and nothing in particular. Who knows why I'm afflicted with such feelings. It's a gorgeous Monday morning, I was up since 7:30AM and I'm in good spirits!
What strange course this be.
Apparently, I am supposed the harbinger of good will and charity today with respect to my time, shoulder that would be cried upon or just spreading awesomeness.

Continuing work from yesterday. I am adamant on finishing at least another typograhical image by tonight.

Today's tune is by Dave Matthews and the Blue Man Group



Did you know that the Blue Man Group is actually more than four people and they have a Blue Man Camp which makes me think of Clown Training Academies.
The tube drums are awesome.
(Also, it was a toss-up between this and that Moto Moto song... hhehehehehehe)

P/S Yves Huts is a sexy sexy beast of a man.

HAHAHAHAHAH...

No, he actually looks like 

almost all the time

Bassists FTW!

*drools*

Uploaded for a friend to see that my 3D still sucks. ehee...

WAFFULS!

Need to figure out how to make it nice and waffley looking. These that were just made looks kinda pathetic but it's delicious anyway.

I start work at 3.
Promise!

Here's a jive tune for you.

Originally by Big Joe Williams in 1935 but here it's from the Good Morning Vietnam soundtrack.

I need to fix my camera.
:(
It are broke.
:(
Stupid Olympus.

Got some sketches out for the portfolio where tonight I will scan and tomorrow I will spend the whole day turning it into vector arts and getting some pictures turned into typographic images for Portfolio.

Three weeks to go before my deadline. I'm terrified and lackadaisical at the same time.
I also haven't found a printer that can do a hard-cover book in a week.

I sigh disdainfully.

Tomorrow is also for waffle brunch! all sorts of waffley goodness.

On today's agenda:
- YTF with Junes and Danny
- 2PM important meeting
- Dinner with Kim and Bong (and maybe Adam and anyone else who'd like to join)

Wafful-wafful-waaah-fooool...
ehehehehehhehe...
WAFFLES!

Must. Start. Working...

I have a severe case of can't-be-arsed.
I need to remedy this by doing a meme!

Re-post this with the subject as: I’m (how old you are) but I act (what you got on the test).
:: Which I'm not going to, obviously::

[X] You know how to make a pot of coffee
:: I know how to make a cup of espresso amongst other delectable caffeinated goodness too::
[X] You keep track of dates using a calendar
:: For the record I own three (not including my phone) things to manage my time with::
[X] You own a credit/debit card
:: But I never use it::
[ ] You know how to change the oil in a car
[ ] You’ve done your own laundry
:: Does underwear count?::
[X] You can vote in an election
:: But I haven't registered::
[X] You can cook for yourself
:: And I can cook for people::
[ ] You think politics are interesting
:: I think bitching about the government is interesting::
TOTAL SO FAR: 4

[ ] You show up for school late a lot [and sometimes everyone’s just too early.]
[X] You always carry a pen/pencil in your bag/purse/pocket
:: And either an organiser or a notepad::
[ ] You’ve never gotten a detention
[ ] You have forgotten your own birthday
[ ] You like to take walks by yourself
[X] You know what credibility means, without looking it up
:: I know what a lot of words mean without looking it up::
[X] You drink caffeine at least once a week
:: Yes, yes I do::
TOTAL SO FAR: 7

[X] You know how to do the dishes
:: But I hate doing the dishes::
[X] You can count to 10 in another language
:: In 5 or 6 other languages::
[X] When you say you’re going to do something, you do it
:: All it needs is time::
[X] You can mow the lawn
:: But I don't want to::
[ ] You study even when you don’t have to
[X] You have hand washed a car before
:: And playing with water hoses are fun no matter how old you are::
TOTAL SO FAR: 12

[X] You can spell experience, without looking it up
:: Um, yes::
[ ] The people at Starbucks know you by name
[ ] Your favorite kind of food is take out
[X] You can go to the store without getting something you don’t need
:: I ONLY ever buy things I need::
[X] You understand political jokes the first time they are said
:: It's not hard::
[X] You can type pretty quick
:: jgkhsalkghjrfdhfjskd... ehehehehehehehe...::
TOTAL SO FAR: 16

[ ] Your only friends are from your place of employment
[ ] You have been to a Tupperware party
[X] You have realized that practically no one will take you seriously unless you are over the age of 25 and have a job
:: A misconception. everyone should just go suck up their pride::
[ ] You have more bills than you can pay
[X] You have been to the beach
:: I've been to plenty of beaches::
[X] You use the internet every day
:: I'm a netdict::
[X] You have been outside of your country 3 or more times
:: Yuh::
[X] You make your bed in the morning
:: If I feel like it::
TOTAL: 21

Right, lies.

Jose's girlfriend, Chiang, is coming down to KL on the 11th and 12th this month and I'd like to take her out for makan. Lots and lots of makans :D

She's 3 months preggers too. HEHEHEHE...

Here's the hook. I don't drive.
Sooooo... I have to ask around to see if anyone's free on either one of those days (or evenings) and wants to drive around.
- Mamaking
- Muar Restauranting
- Kopitiaming
- Central Marketing
- Sky Bridge?
- KL Tower is boring.
- Dataran Merdeka, also because I've never been there. :O

When I'm in KL, I tend to stay in my circle of comfort: Sha's Circle. No one disappears but everyone revels in the sort of comfort you'd kick yourself if you didn't have and my house is at the very centre.
I have a feeling that the circle is slowly expanding but at the current moment as I had hoped.

But, again, anyone?
Anyone wanna be the driver for the day (I'll split half the petrol), push me around in a wheelchair and take Chiang sightseeing?
Anyone at all?
Does it help if I say I will love you forever and cook and feed you nice foods? Hmmm?

Hope is a nice word.
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Unrelated to the above...
Creep by Radiohead is on playback... for the hundredth time this year. haha.



lyrics?
Heah, just foah yew.

When you were here before,
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel,
Your skin makes me cry

You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so fuckin' special

But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here

I don't care if it hurts,
I wanna have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul

I want you to notice
when I'm not around
You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here, ohhhh, ohhhh

She's running out again
She's running out
She run run run run...
run... run...

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here

I don't belong here...




............. and for the record. I think I'm awesome so this song doesn't apply but I'm learning the chords anyway. ha-ha.

The Three Musketeers always intrigued me...
Their names I mean, and plus one other comrade.
Porthos, Athos, Aramis and D'Artagnan.
But I was never into Cyrano de Bergerac...
Maaaaybe cos his honker's huge.

I never cared for Romeo and Juliet,
I wished they died and they did.
And Hamlet did nothing for me...
But A Midsummer Night's Dream was fun mainly because of the ass-face bloke.

I don't know who reads this 12AM rambling but it calms me to write these errant thoughts down where I can reread them and amuse myself with my wit.
Yeah, I think I'm awesome.

Another random list of awesome names:
Loki, Hel, Hades and Kali.
Mikael, Maya and Alanis.

I chup, you may not touch these names.

And for my two cats and a dog:
Hitler, Stalin and Mao respectively.
Like come on, Mao Tze-tung never looked like a dog to you?

hahahahahahaha...
I'm gonna go sleep now before I burst into happy shiny fits of 'lolwhuuuuuut??'

There's something horrifying yet very entertaining about being the centre of a dream where the sole purpose of everyone else was to kill you or kill the things that are trying to kill you. I just had a dream like that.

The things that were trying to kill me were a cross between bloodsuckers and undead that could possess hosts; the location was a mix between a beachy-looking shack with a nice veranda that looks like a curbside and is found deep within a kampung area... We'll call it the Sanctuary. During the day we have the most awesome barbecues and at night we all go into the house and not leave until dawn because there are stuff out there that want to kill us/me.

Also, as if to point that my subconscious thinks I'm SO special, these things need to kill me so that they can either finally rest in peace or conquer the world -- I forgot which. The most prominent ones were hot and mostly men. Argh?

The Sanctuary was safe because these creatures could not enter if they had the intention to kill any of the inhabitants so there were a few friends-turned-monster come in to say sorry and go kill themselves. I had to be all against the house-mother when she said that outside was dangerous. Early on, I almost got killed... Twice... But I'm pretty good at escaping. A ranger/cop in a pick-up came to my rescue! I just wished a few of my bloke friends would stop being on the definitive line between love and trying to kill me, too.

Lots and lots of other details I'm omitting because I'm forgetting and according to some online sources, when you dream of being hunted it means you're running away from your problems. So... my problem is hot guys? The hilarity.

On another note, I actually enjoyed that dream even though a few seconds before I woke up I was sprawled on the floor covered in the blood of my fellows, cold, sad and was about to be devoured -- no double entendres -- by that one really hot dude. Yeas, kinda morbid.

Back to Bali think-backs...

1. Sticking your hand in a sea anemone which was supposed to be harmless if not for the fact that you're the dungu that left your hand in for a bit too long it was about to be digested. Right hand felt like I cut chili api and smothered it all over the hand for the whole day... I have battul-scars!

2. Going to a dive site surrounded by divers and equipment and feeling like you finally belong. "I'm one of you!"

3. Being on a wheelchair carried around over steps by good looking men makes you feel like the Empress of the Universe. Diving people are really nice to one another.

4. How funny it is to see two people who aren't English speaking natives make fun of each other because the other doesn't speak English properly.

5. Being underwater makes it very hard to interpret hand signals when it's done in order of 'go up-veer right-stay this level'... I think we should all learn sign language.

6. When you're in the water with full diving gear on, the chances of me recognising you if I didn't go into the water with you is very slim. Stop waving at me, you're freaking me out. I don't know who you are so I'll just wave and smile with a cocked eyebrow under the mask. That said, I'm pretty sure you were the really hot dude who helped me with my wheelchair. But, still, stop waving and giving me the 'okay' sign.

7. Boasting that you're the most authentic steakhouse in Jimbaran means that I shouldn't be disappointed but I was because you ruined what would have been a delicious Black Angus. Bad Karma Hotel Steakhouse. BAD, BAD!

(tbc.)

Next up is Advanced Open Water. HEEEEHEHEHEEHHE...

I'm back from Bali!

Balik terus keluar.
Oh, and I love my bathroom so much that I always compare when I go to any hotels.
My bathroom is awesome.

I have very few photos and I'll think about uploading them.
Will update more tomorrow.
I'm also, now, a certified PADI Open Water Diver!
SUCK IT, BITCH!