Yes. Am feeling emo down there and all. I think I might go get a tattoo that says happiness in hindi. Well, I did look up Chinese or Hebrew or Korean, but they just looks too well, wrong? I'll probably get it during the hols. Maybe even during the (unconfirmed) Taipei trip.
Oh and I do feel like calling in sick today. Well, I am still not well from sheesha previously. I might just sms Jo later. Back to the essay.
Monday, November 17, 2008
Sheesha
Went sheesha-ing with Terence. Ok. I guess its me just being too emo, so I kinda dragged a little more than I could handle. And yes. I got high from it. And got sick too. But now I got to focus on the research paper.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
If only.
Life is just great with micro bedroom shorts, over-sized boyfriend's T-shirt and bourbon coke in one hand while I just sit and do nothing.
Yah. If only that would ever happen.
Yah. If only that would ever happen.
Monday, November 10, 2008
Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist
My movie's out! Well, at least till December 11.
I'm so going to book the tickets for this movie. :P
I'm so going to book the tickets for this movie. :P
Sunday, November 09, 2008
Words.
I decided to try writing some words.
Poetic words to be exact.
For these words could only just work.
If feelings of these words were cracked.
Poetic words to be exact.
For these words could only just work.
If feelings of these words were cracked.
Stuff I couldn't agree more.
You know you're a Product Designer when......
...the mouse hiding in your wall cavity at home, has more of a social life than you do.
...the last thing you think about at night, and the first thing you think about in the morning, is model making and deadlines
...you know the cleaners by their first name.
...your housemates say to you good morning, and you say goodnight!
...you spend so much money at the materials shop, you can't afford to pay attention
...all your Christmas presents are wrapped in unused A0 CAD drawings
...your Christmas list to Santa reads, 'Dear Santa, please may i have for Christmas...marker pens, layout pads and spray mount'
...your parents have more of a social life than you do
...you get on better with your tutors than you do with your housemates
...when you collect random pieces of rubbish, incase they help you with model making.
...you spend more more hours in the studio, than you do in your bed
...you get excited at the prospect of 'pulling an all nighter' to get ahead with your projects.
...the highlight of your week, is having a shitty, 10 items for a pound breakfast, at the union.
...you tell the time based on people leaving the studio
...your are disapointed in yourself, for failing to sign in/out at the beginning/end of the day
... You are an expert and Photoshop, illustrator and auto cad
but u don't know how to use MS excel
...your friends get more sleep in one night than you do in one week.
...You consider 3AM an early night
...the only building on campus with its lights on is your studios'.
...you say "It's only midnight- I have plenty of time to finish."
...you confuse sunrise with sunset.
...you ask what time it is, then ask "AM or PM?"
...you strangle your roommate because she said she stayed up late studying.
...your Friday night is 68 hours long.
...you slice your finger, and the first thing you think of is if you'll be able to finish your model.
...you wake up to go to uni and you're already there.
...you refer to outside studio as the "Real World."
..."going out to eat" is at the 'Shop Cafe'.
...you confuse today and tomorrow.
...you hear "Didn't you wear that yesterday?' followed by "and the day before that?"
...you roommate files a Missing Person Report.
...you count the number of days (not hours) you've been awake.
...concept of time is not forward, but a countdown from the time a project is due ("What time is it?""4 hours 'till").
...you contemplate suicide 3 times a day.
...you contemplate dropping your major 3 times a day.
...you have a tent pitched in studio, but still don't go to sleep.
...Dremmels are a lifelong investment, if you can keep the parts.
...you use the phrase 'getting the round in', and meaning tea not beer
...u spark up a conversation in a pub, about how the ash tray is manufactured
...the smell of burnt blue foam means home
...You don't consider saved up pounds and pennys as beer money but money to spend on more materials
...you have more mechanical pencils, unually sized sheets of paper, and hand tools than stolen pint glasses and empty bottles adorning your windowledge
...you feel strangley lost after project hand-ins.
...You convert your own bathroom into a spray shop
...after project hand-ins, your lack of stress worries you.
...you can't help but point out when something is a bad design and how you could redesign it to make it better...
...the word alias means long nights of frustration, annoyance, dispair, anger, sadness and ultimately failure
...you cant imagine life without polly filler
...someone dents your blue foam model and you feel like taking your stanley knife to their neck.
...you knod politely and say hmmm when someone tries to 'improve' your design, when actually you want to tell them their ideas are sh*t.
...you have 10 minuets before your deadline and your still in staples getting the mammoth of a so called design report bound.
...filler primer is your last hope.
...someone asks to borrow your ruler and pencil.
...your sick of saying the words….. form, function, aesthetics and ergonomics.
...your walking down the street trying to think of the next big thing.
...you need the technicians to help you in the workshop, but you realise you're not a fit blonde who can make the guys submit to your every whim
...you buy a new toothbrush just so that your current toothbrush can be an old toothbrush for polishing stuff
...you set your alarm clock to remind you to stop working and eat
...you can no longer relish lie-ins,
...instead you find yourself getting up, cursing that you've already 'wasted' 2 hours of project time.
...you cant get to sleep at night till 2am because you had to sketch out and idea that came to you whilst you were worrying about a project.
...you go home after your first year and you can't hold a conversation with anyone because all you can talk about is Materials, Manufacture and Technology.
...you think I've handed in a project, time to party and have a life again... only to be given ANOTHER project with EVEN MORE WORK in it the next day!
Thank god I changed career paths. Hahaha. Well I do miss designing too. I miss how I used Karim Rashid and Marc Newson and Phillipe Stark and Alessi for inspiration for ideas. I do miss how I crash my computer with running too many designing softwares simultaneously (Rhino, Photoshop, Illustrator). I do miss how I told Hee Kiah off during studio. Oh well. Just the sadistic reminisce of those warped days.
...the mouse hiding in your wall cavity at home, has more of a social life than you do.
...the last thing you think about at night, and the first thing you think about in the morning, is model making and deadlines
...you know the cleaners by their first name.
...your housemates say to you good morning, and you say goodnight!
...you spend so much money at the materials shop, you can't afford to pay attention
...all your Christmas presents are wrapped in unused A0 CAD drawings
...your Christmas list to Santa reads, 'Dear Santa, please may i have for Christmas...marker pens, layout pads and spray mount'
...your parents have more of a social life than you do
...you get on better with your tutors than you do with your housemates
...when you collect random pieces of rubbish, incase they help you with model making.
...you spend more more hours in the studio, than you do in your bed
...you get excited at the prospect of 'pulling an all nighter' to get ahead with your projects.
...the highlight of your week, is having a shitty, 10 items for a pound breakfast, at the union.
...you tell the time based on people leaving the studio
...your are disapointed in yourself, for failing to sign in/out at the beginning/end of the day
... You are an expert and Photoshop, illustrator and auto cad
but u don't know how to use MS excel
...your friends get more sleep in one night than you do in one week.
...You consider 3AM an early night
...the only building on campus with its lights on is your studios'.
...you say "It's only midnight- I have plenty of time to finish."
...you confuse sunrise with sunset.
...you ask what time it is, then ask "AM or PM?"
...you strangle your roommate because she said she stayed up late studying.
...your Friday night is 68 hours long.
...you slice your finger, and the first thing you think of is if you'll be able to finish your model.
...you wake up to go to uni and you're already there.
...you refer to outside studio as the "Real World."
..."going out to eat" is at the 'Shop Cafe'.
...you confuse today and tomorrow.
...you hear "Didn't you wear that yesterday?' followed by "and the day before that?"
...you roommate files a Missing Person Report.
...you count the number of days (not hours) you've been awake.
...concept of time is not forward, but a countdown from the time a project is due ("What time is it?""4 hours 'till").
...you contemplate suicide 3 times a day.
...you contemplate dropping your major 3 times a day.
...you have a tent pitched in studio, but still don't go to sleep.
...Dremmels are a lifelong investment, if you can keep the parts.
...you use the phrase 'getting the round in', and meaning tea not beer
...u spark up a conversation in a pub, about how the ash tray is manufactured
...the smell of burnt blue foam means home
...You don't consider saved up pounds and pennys as beer money but money to spend on more materials
...you have more mechanical pencils, unually sized sheets of paper, and hand tools than stolen pint glasses and empty bottles adorning your windowledge
...you feel strangley lost after project hand-ins.
...You convert your own bathroom into a spray shop
...after project hand-ins, your lack of stress worries you.
...you can't help but point out when something is a bad design and how you could redesign it to make it better...
...the word alias means long nights of frustration, annoyance, dispair, anger, sadness and ultimately failure
...you cant imagine life without polly filler
...someone dents your blue foam model and you feel like taking your stanley knife to their neck.
...you knod politely and say hmmm when someone tries to 'improve' your design, when actually you want to tell them their ideas are sh*t.
...you have 10 minuets before your deadline and your still in staples getting the mammoth of a so called design report bound.
...filler primer is your last hope.
...someone asks to borrow your ruler and pencil.
...your sick of saying the words….. form, function, aesthetics and ergonomics.
...your walking down the street trying to think of the next big thing.
...you need the technicians to help you in the workshop, but you realise you're not a fit blonde who can make the guys submit to your every whim
...you buy a new toothbrush just so that your current toothbrush can be an old toothbrush for polishing stuff
...you set your alarm clock to remind you to stop working and eat
...you can no longer relish lie-ins,
...instead you find yourself getting up, cursing that you've already 'wasted' 2 hours of project time.
...you cant get to sleep at night till 2am because you had to sketch out and idea that came to you whilst you were worrying about a project.
...you go home after your first year and you can't hold a conversation with anyone because all you can talk about is Materials, Manufacture and Technology.
...you think I've handed in a project, time to party and have a life again... only to be given ANOTHER project with EVEN MORE WORK in it the next day!
Thank god I changed career paths. Hahaha. Well I do miss designing too. I miss how I used Karim Rashid and Marc Newson and Phillipe Stark and Alessi for inspiration for ideas. I do miss how I crash my computer with running too many designing softwares simultaneously (Rhino, Photoshop, Illustrator). I do miss how I told Hee Kiah off during studio. Oh well. Just the sadistic reminisce of those warped days.
Thursday, November 06, 2008
Wednesday, November 05, 2008
Fake
In many ways I'm wearing this mask to hide myself.
Seriously I know its really silly.
But in some way this builds up my self-esteem and in ways make me feel stronger.
I used to (and still am) living by this ideology that if I were pretend that I'm confident, then I will feel so and lastly become so.
It's just so hard living.
Why are there so many things that we have to put up with and make pretenses that everything is fine?
I hate life.
I hate the fact that human beings are so complicated.
Why can't everything be simple like a piece of bread or a cup of water?
Seriously I know its really silly.
But in some way this builds up my self-esteem and in ways make me feel stronger.
I used to (and still am) living by this ideology that if I were pretend that I'm confident, then I will feel so and lastly become so.
It's just so hard living.
Why are there so many things that we have to put up with and make pretenses that everything is fine?
I hate life.
I hate the fact that human beings are so complicated.
Why can't everything be simple like a piece of bread or a cup of water?
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
Happy 20th Sis.
My sister turned 20 yesterday. Ok she's the younger sister that some what behaves and acts like an older sister in the family. ~Inferiority complex setting in~
Dined at Crystal Jade (Taka). ~loves~ Cantonese food rocks! I strongly recommend that place! Good food, good service, of course good company! :D
Pictures are with my sis.
Dined at Crystal Jade (Taka). ~loves~ Cantonese food rocks! I strongly recommend that place! Good food, good service, of course good company! :D
Pictures are with my sis.
Sunday, November 02, 2008
Wakeboarding.
Thanks to Yuheng, I got a chance to try out wakeboarding.
2 words: Extreme pain.
Photos and videos in a moment. Need to photoshop and need to do all my homework first.
2 words: Extreme pain.
Photos and videos in a moment. Need to photoshop and need to do all my homework first.
Saturday, November 01, 2008
My Paper Heart.
My Paper Heart by The All American Rejects
Please just don't play with me
My paper heart will bleed
This wait for destiny won't do
Be with me, please, I beseech you
Simple things, that make you run away
Catch you if I can
Tears fall, down your face
The taste, is something new
Something that I know
Moving on is easiest when I'm around you
So bottle up old love, and throw it out to sea
Watch it away as you cry
a year has passed
The seasons go
Please just don't play with me
My paper heart will bleed
This wait for destiny won't do
Be with me, please, I beseech you
Simple things, that make you run away
Catch you if I can
Waiting, day to day it goes through
My lips are sealed for her
My tongue is tied to a dream of being with you
To settle for less is not what I prefer
So bottle up old love, and throw it out to sea
Watch it away as you cry
Now a year has passed
The seasons go
Please just don't play with me
My paper heart will bleed
This wait for destiny won't do
Be with me, please, I beseech you
Simple things, that make you run away
Catch you if I can
(Fa Fa Fa la la la Fa Fa Fa la la la Fa Fa Fa La La La)
Summertime, the nights are so long
The leaves fall down, and so do I into the arms of a friend
Winter nights
My bedside is cold, for I am gone
And spring blossoms you to me
Summertime, the nights are so long
The leaves fall down, and so do I into the arms of a friend
Winter nights
My bedside is cold, for I am gone
And spring blossoms you...
To me
Please just don't play with me
My paper heart will bleed
This wait for destiny won't do
Be with me, please, I beseech you
Simple things, that make you run away
Catch you if I can
Tears fall, down your face
The taste, is something new
Something that I know
Moving on is easiest when I'm around you
So bottle up old love, and throw it out to sea
Watch it away as you cry
a year has passed
The seasons go
Please just don't play with me
My paper heart will bleed
This wait for destiny won't do
Be with me, please, I beseech you
Simple things, that make you run away
Catch you if I can
Waiting, day to day it goes through
My lips are sealed for her
My tongue is tied to a dream of being with you
To settle for less is not what I prefer
So bottle up old love, and throw it out to sea
Watch it away as you cry
Now a year has passed
The seasons go
Please just don't play with me
My paper heart will bleed
This wait for destiny won't do
Be with me, please, I beseech you
Simple things, that make you run away
Catch you if I can
(Fa Fa Fa la la la Fa Fa Fa la la la Fa Fa Fa La La La)
Summertime, the nights are so long
The leaves fall down, and so do I into the arms of a friend
Winter nights
My bedside is cold, for I am gone
And spring blossoms you to me
Summertime, the nights are so long
The leaves fall down, and so do I into the arms of a friend
Winter nights
My bedside is cold, for I am gone
And spring blossoms you...
To me
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