Alaaaa... why 30 dollars an hour for French tutoringgggg... :(

Had a lovely dinner with Shiah Beng (sp?), May and Li! :D He ended up paying for it and then Li gave us free icecream.
Effyeah.

June is for Redang and Diving.
And I have found my sacred Troika, The troika of Sha: Good Food, Good Music, Good Company.

I listen to good music the way I eat good food. The piece/dish is appreciated and critiqued in entirety after the subtle hues and undertones are savoured. After the flavours, the instruments are cajoled from the board. The quiet dance it presents on my palate the same as the symphony that is displayed on my eardrums. Each touching me with such force but so lightly. Beauty and awe has never been so good to me.

OMG SOUNDWAVE IS THIS FRIDAY!
I will be bumming the morning class and cancelling all my appointments for the day but whatevs. :D

Saw Mommas Boy again this morning over Brunch at the Atrium. :3
Then he buggered off somewhere... *shrugs* Whutevs.

So it's decided that I'll get either Grado SR125i Headphones or an ASUS Transformer Prime... or both...

Siblings, the money I'm using is my hard earned cash. SUCK IT.



I am so happy for the free ice-cream... I'm sorry I kenot jump...
So retarded... HAHAHHHAHAHAHA...

The Delectable Men tally for February:

Blue Eyes, Tram Rockstar, Mommas Boy.

Three's not bad, thanks muchly, Melbourne. :)

The story of Mommas Boy. Actually it's not really about Momma's Boy but more of my inability to wave and smile and say thank you. Damnit all, Sha, damnit all.

Anyway, so there I was, being helped up one step to my chariot... eh, scooter and bila sudah I turn around and what do I see? The cutie at the next table had stood up to offer his hand for balance or something. I just sheepishly looked at him before duduk on the scooter at which point he looked at me serba salah and when I turned around he was gone. I think he fail-safe'd himself out of the malu.

I AM SO THE CHAMPION.

Li, you can confirm this happened onot? I don't know if it really happened... It all happened so fast! Meh.

When I am bosan...

I do this with ink at Max Brenner with free hot choc thanks to Josh...

Then I scanned it in and do this (after I added the wings -- and realise it's one well-fed dragon, or it could be preggos)...

And then I do this in Illustrator...

The blue dots are the anchor points which i fix and trim and streamline...
And then we have this..

Then I go to sleep.Tribal dragon done, part two will be adding the lace detail because that's really the most definitive part of the whole design.

Then I go to sleep!

It's not a good thing when you act as council for many but are too afraid to let go of your own insecurities and ego to tell someone else about your issues. You fear being judged by your peers and you think that your problems, compared to the rest of the planet, are insignificant. You'd think my only demon was SMA3. Wrong. My demons hide behind that cheap trick of an excuse. I just keep them locked up pretty good.

The cage? A preppy smile and a song in my voice.
But it really all is just a big 'fuck you' to the world.

UNIVERSE, Y U NO...

On a happier more beautiful and made me tear up, maybe, note:



Well done, guy who did this!

One of the subjects I hope I get into is Synesthetics (for Communications 1)... The picture above has a lot to do with synesthesia. It has nothing to do with the pot-smoking dog -- or the fact that you just read that in your blond, stoner voice.

And for Studio 3, Crash Course Cinema... Which is pretty much 3D things.

Do you taste Mondays? Is it bitter?
Do you feel the colour red? Is it warm and textured?
How about seeing C-Major? How vibrant is it?
I don't do the above-mentioned and that makes me less special.

and



So.
Cool.

Mainly because it made me think of the Laws of Thermodynamics. :|
Which I don't even know about to be honest.
And probably has nothing to do with this.

Rights to Daniel Wurtzel

I think I've just perfected the giant dragon that's going to end up on the right side of my torso... Now to draw it and present it to an inker. And hopefully they have a colour just a shade or three off my skin-tone.

Lace Dragon. Masculine and feminine at the same time. Born from an infinite symbol -- the circle in between my shoulder blades. A halo, a void, a solid, a continuum.

Sent to the Pup.

"If I could walk everywhere

I would go to every corner and find food.

I would be a Maven when it comes to the city.

Turn it into a game.

Find ten pieces of graffiti, take pictures.

First one back doesn't have to do something stupid.

Explore lorongs

In Bangsar

Because there are many lorongs there.

I don't know but I'm struck by a bout of romanticism.

Something is beautiful tonight.

I just have no idea what."

Then he said something completely off key. No poetry, that boy. None at all.

Which is fuck-all, really. :D

Oh! Random happy nonsense poem for you!

Falling through,
mists,
hazy balls of rain,
Incoherence.

Wind swept hair,
cold summer breeze,
rushing,
Smiling.

All is well
And good.

It took awhile for me to come up with something I thought I should write about. The blank screen stared at me for hours as I watched Game of Thrones, waiting for me to impart some delicious morsel in the form of words onto it. Wishing it would be poetic and full of amazing things in general.

I can't lie to you. Today could possibly not be one of those days and I just cannot be bothered.

Random updates?
Masha gave me three seasons of Black Books to watch, I still have to finish Game of Thrones and many other things. Watched Amanda Palmer do an amazing small show after dinner with the Beestly Boys and Girls and didn't know how I got home one night -- I'm never having that much wine again.

Matt, Y U NO UPHOLD TAB LIMITS?

I'm currently trying to avoid folding clothes... And doing anything that needs me to stand up and not be in front of the computer. Hence, blogging and uploading pictures.

Right, I have done the dishes, uploaded the photos and tomorrow I have to print out things... Best get to staring at my clothes and hoping they fold themselves before falling off to sleep now.

Adieu!

SUDDEN

Grating,

Your words impede me.

They cause me hurt.

On the sly,

lack of trust,

torturous.

Watch as it pushes me away.

Observation,

Aggravating the sleeping tiger.

The sleeping dragon.

Those sharp, sharp knives.

Realise that they will cut you.

Deep.

Bloody lines.

It is I, Captian Awesome on a mini break on a Wednesday.

I'm still working, a little because important stuff needs to be sent out today.
*goes off to make Milo*

My Milo has crunchy chocolate balls in it. :D

Anyway,
It's fridge leftovers day.
It's one of those days where you look at the fridge and go "There is just too much food in here" and grab a fork. Why? Because you can and because you couldn't be bothered to cook in the first place.

On the to-do list this year:
- Learn to do digital painting because I have never tried it
- Practice more French because now I actually have friends who can speak French

My brain has the dumb, my tongue has the broken. Today after coffee and crepes I said "They don't kitchen the store-front," I am an idiot.

Good morning, loves!

It's not just Valentine's Day, it's also Tuesday the 14th which is a horrible day for scheduling. I'm short-staffed for the morning.

Here's a little thing for you to read up on because it's good to know
http://www.brucemaudesign.com/4817/112450/work/incomplete-manifesto-for-growth
It makes a hell of a lot of sense.

I had a lovely conversation about a future project, henceforth called THE FUN HOUSE, with she who dubbed herself as a lactose intolerant-friendly caffeinated drink. It had lots to do with tape, perspex, bubbles, lights, music, drinks and slides. It could be actualised by way of a festival or just a one-off event. Although, and even if it is geared as a socially conscious thing to want to do, the cost itself would be a force to be reckoned with. We're talking some major moolas and sponsors.

Anyway, I sit here pondering the scheduling for the remainder of this week and the whole of next. The final leg of Strandbeest. I am somewhat relieved that it's almost over.

Tangent: I had the best dream ever but I can't remember most of it. The important bits though, BAHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEE... Brain, you make me smile when I feel shitballs.

Josh and David are feeding me too much chocolatey goodness! And on shark-week, that is a good thing. I love them both.

It's cool. I make fish curry for them after Strandbeest is over.

1. Blue Eyes
2. Asus Transformer Prime
3. Balloting
4. I miss you but you're an idiot
5. Beefsteak Ku Ini
6. Spending money is painful but I need to do it.

Whitney died, I don't care. You know why? Cos she didn't do anything that helped me or anyone I know.
Fahk thaht shaht, people! REAL PEOPLE NEED YOUR SYMPATHY AND PRAYERS!

Soundwave festival sweet-spots (2ND March):
11:30AM  CHIMAIRA
12:30PM  CKY
01:00PM  GOJIRA
02:30PM  MESHUGGAH
03:10PM  COAL CHAMBER
03:50PM  IN FLAMES
04:30PM  TRIVIUM
05:00PM  KITTIE
06:10PM  LAMB OF GOD
08:30PM  SYSTEM OF A DOWN
09:15PM  MACHINE HEAD

Sadness is splitting my time  between SOAD and Machine Head.

Umm... Excuse me, I want an Asus Transformer Prime... A.k.a Asus TF201. I'm not quite sure if it's out though but holy shit that stuff is *barfs rainbows*...

Ugh... Valentine's Day is coming up and I will be working and sharing in the misery of no heart-flutters along with a multitude of other persons not in the loop -- Less than surreptitiously bound to the another human being. Loudly proclaiming their fondness for one another by shoving flowers and edible things in each others faces. Of course I'm jealous... Ha.

Things I want and maybe should get:
- Mili Power Candy for Android (It's an external battery for my phone cos the power dwindles too fast)
- Logitech C270 (Because I need a webcam)
- Grados Headphones (Budget of under 300 bucks)
- Samsung Galaxy Tab 10.1 (Because I'm a git with a cracked screen)

And bonus maybe should get because everyone keeps asking me about it...
- boyfriend

-_-

I have a lunch with Brandon. Haven't seen him for TOO LONG.

Edit for the day:

Ended up spending hours with Brandon, his wife (Felicia) and her Brother (Philip?) laughing and talking cock. hahahaha... Two flat whites later, bummed around with Josh and Dave at MaxB where I was given another cup and some strawberries for some munchies. I am now wired, working and listening to Sara Bareilles because she's awesome.

May and K3 are back, yo. REJOICE!

Sometimes you wake up and the first thought you have is what you want. Other times it's what you're trying to not want but because that thought in is already floating around, it's hard not to.

Sometimes you'd wish that thought would just grow some balls and take a flying leap off a cliff with no jet-pack to send it back to stable ground. But no, the thought persists and festers. It's in my head now. Make it go away.

A little green icon on my phone screen doesn't do anything but burn the thought deeper into my mind. Scar tissue is what it remains, there's no justice, no clean slate, just thoughts.

It puts the embers of anger and disdain in my heart. Solemn contemplation as to why it persists. Heavens help me. Universe, send me a distraction. Anything! Work puts me in somewhat comfort, occupies the thoughts with managerial things, with colleagues and friends and tasks and problems but when that's all over the thoughts come trickling back. Boredom seems to the the prime factor for this kind of abuse.

... Only hate.

I'm starting to think that life habitually gives you one and not the other. Maybe that's not true but I'm feeling jaded... Meh.

You're getting either the Big Kahuna's Head Honcho or a picket fence and kids. Pick one.
Fuck you, life.

I hate PMS.

My face is all peeling off from the sunburn aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa... tak sukaaaaaaaa!

Anyway, I'll be doing more scheduling today which means that I wont be at work until noonish or after lunch. I need more vollies cos it's really hard to split shifts when you only have that many people to work with... :(

SCHEDULE RAGE!

Olivia hasn't texted me back yet about her joining as a vollie crew. :( SUCKASS.