am i sinful or what...?!

Your Deadly Sins

Gluttony: 40%

Greed: 40%

Sloth: 40%

Lust: 20%

Wrath: 20%

Envy: 0%

Pride: 0%

Chance You'll Go to Hell: 23%

You'll die choking on a cookie in bed.

How Sinful Are You?

Hope JM is alright...

this is terrible... my nose is as red as rudolph's. i dont know how to get rid of this flu and cough... and im feeling sleepy...

anyway, this is the first time i've woken up so so early... 7am... thats a record for the keep! well theres a catch behind the reason... i was woken up by one of my juniors... here's how i went:

*phone rings*
Jr.: eh... are you sleeping?
me: *yawn*... nope...
Jr.: can i come over to your place? you got A3 printer right? i chia lat already...
me: huh?! oh okay...
Jr.: where u stay again? is it the soma's place last time?
me: yea... same street... different building
Jr.: oh okay okay... when i reach i'll call you again...
me: sure...
(went back to sleep)

*phone rings again 20 minutes later*
me: wassup?
Jr.: eh im here... where u? is it flagstaff square?
me: no... its further down from royal flagstaff... shorter building... i meet u at the front
Jr.: okay

half way through printing... my alarm clock rang... it was around 8:45am (was being ambitious at that time...)

Jr.: you wanted to wake up so early? what for?
me: huh?! so i can prepare for my exhibition...
Jr.: crazy man... i cannot wake up that early...
me: ...

now i wish i hadnt woken up so early... im already at school... i've pinned up my work... but still have to wait for my other group members... which probably would arrive by noon... sigh...

how on earth did this Happened...?

this morning when i woke up... suddenly my nose went runny... and then my throat started to sore... i thought i was just a morning sinus... and went on with my whatever... after taking a bath...the nose still kept running... and my throat was... as you all should expect... still sore... why on earth am i on the verge of feeling ill... i've been living a pretty okay lifestyle... the house is spotless... i killed the one and only fly in the house... i threw the rubbish (almost) regularly... and i drink reasonable plenty of water.

*and i've just paused to drink another gulp of water...*

my runny nose never cease to end... been flowing all day long... its like a running tap with a broken washer... and it is so irritating... so distracting while i try to do my work... sigh... if this continues on, i better then slit my throat...

rights... i think i better sleep early tonight....

Green is the... Color

GREEN. the use of this color is so direct that we almost never ask ourselves about its meaning. green is simply green, it is the vegetal world, or even the natural world "tout court".
but ofcourse this idea is too superficial. the green is above all in our imagination and in our gazes, fed by the images that slip across our screens or are printed out on paper.
in addition, green sneaks into the background of a great many plans and maps characterized by other colors, other destinations.
finally every color would have to declare its percentage of green. in particular, green occupies a great many of the background patterns used on maps since the second world war to indicate the zones of new residential suburban construction and the new zones of low density "rurban" inhabitation, which form a constant in the contemporary european landscape.

-mirko zardini

minimalist text...

th i wh i ca mini wri... th met o h i g t th w b ext th unneces reveal th impor lett th wou symb th impor... reveal th gi. fr th i c comb a th wor toget or bre th apa depend o h i wou pre t sh i... brea apa resemb h impor ea a ev w i signif, merg i sho equal o th usa...

ths s wht i cll mnmlst wrtng... th mthd f hw i gt t ths ws by xtrctng th unncssry rvlng th mprtnt lttrs tht wld symblz th mprtnc... rvlng th gst. frm ths i cn cmbn ll th wrd tgthr r brk thm prt dpndng n hw i wld prfr t shw t... brkng prt rsmbls hw mprtnt ch nd vry wrd s sgnfcnt, mrgng t shws qlty f th sg...

i i a i a iiai ii... e eo o o i o o i a eai e eea eeai e iora ee a ou oie e ioae... eeai e i. o i i a oie a e o oee o ea e aa eei o o i ou ee o o i... eai aa eee o ioa ea a ee o i iiia, ei i o euai o e uae...

t i w i c m w... t m o h i g t t w b e t u r t i l t w s t i... r t g. f t i c c a t w t o b t a d o h i w p t s i... b a r h i e a e w i s, m i s e o t u...

the Ultimate showdown...

finally... its the start of the nba conference finals... SUNS - SPURS and HEAT - PISTONS...
at this current scenario... i would probably be playing for the pistons... the underdogs of this whole matchup... the heat is okay... but i still prefer detroit. and i hate the spurs... firstly for their horrible jersey... secondly, the players... thirdly... their ugly jersey... and finally, i think they wear terrible jerseys...
So for the finals... im hoping its PISTONS - SUNS. coz its winter here... and im hoping for a sunny match up... hahhahhahahahaha
well, actually... at the start of the playoffs... i was hoping on the bulls to make it to the finals... that was abit too ambitious... eh? all becoz of the stupid wizards... bastards!

anyway, im off to school... i mean uni... im a big boy now... momma gonna be proud of me...

Cinderella...

only 3-4 weeks left before the semester ends... at last finally my presentation's over... not the fact that its really really over... but nonetheless still over... phew!

was supposed to be cleaning up the rubbish house... but ended up refining my work... coz! i finally managed to get hold of the Sketchup Crack code!!!! after more than an hour of web surfing... woohoo!! but now! i can do my work on a 4.0.... instead of a 3.0, how cool is that?!?!

okay... still got other assignments to finish up...
1. Final Exhibition - 27/5/2005
2. UDT Essay - 8/6/2005
3. UDT Journals - 14/6/2005
4. DAM Journals - 15/6/2005

and then im free!! to do my portfolio... oh that reminds me... i have not submitted my work to Buro Architects... though i doubt i'll get the offer...
i have an overdue book... but am too lazy to move my sexy ass up north to uni to return it today... gravity has finally caught up on me...

anyway back to cleaning...

i want to pee...

sigh... its 3 am... and am stuck on my work... sad it is...

well, while waiting for my group mate to send some documents over... was reading my other blood related people's blog... interesting, all updated to my pleasure for reading.

i should update, the jazz concert i went to was awesome. pretty good... mike nock rocks! seeing his band go wild on the music was awesomely breathtaking... not to mention restless (really felt like jumping in to play... even though i can only play one note on the piano). seeing him humming, dancing, shuffling his feet... so cool... really got "feel" bah... its was all worth the money... then on sunday, i went down fed square to listen to this gospel music performance... i love gospel music... so happy...

anyway, check out this site, its pretty funny and cool... www.tasquare.com its a private printing business... promoting... at very cheap price... i like the web site.

oh dear, one more day... till finals...
doomed!! back to work back to work!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Paul Grabowsky... or... Mike Nock...

i've got less than a week before my finals... heaps to do...
ive been experimenting on sleeping habits; sleeping earlier to wake up earlier to do work instead of my usual work till late and wake up reasonably "early". however... its not been very progressive in work hours... i sleep early around 1-2am... but end up still waking up at 10am... usually i sleep around 4-5am... and still wake up around 10-11am... hence for me it makes no difference how late/ early i sleep.. i'll wake up at the same time. and i think i really need to exercise... i've been getting pretty tired lately...

and the tennis club just send me an invitation to join the BDTC again... in spring. funny... they really need my "expertise" eh... even though im not in the tennis club anymore... however, am interested in joining the lacrosse team... just for fun... high time i start learning a new sport... just for kicks. but first i'll have to get rid of me fats... dangling on my belly... eeww horrible. if not, the lacrosse team would use it for whacking practice... ouch

anyway, with all the sort of "stress" flying around... i've decided to try get tickets for a mini jazz concert... this weekend... only thing is i hope that theres still tickets available... since their quite reasonably cheap... local artist are very interesting to watch live... coz you can hardly find their music to download illegally... so the only way to find out without spending money on a cd... is to watch them (if the tickets are cheaper).

hmmm.... that means i should go try get 'em now... then i can continue on my work later... kekekekeke

Abraham...

imagine this:
a man of God died earlier than expected;
and an evil murderer still living

this to signify God's mercy on the evil,
sparing him of his life to eternity of hell.
giving him chance to repent

and puts the good at rest,
deciding that he deserves to return back to the Father.

John Legend...

i have found new love in Gospel singers... well actually i used to love gospel music... all the blacks stomping their feet... howling... hollering... shaking like its no ones business... amen.
remembered when i worshipped led... i lead a few gospel tunes... it was really fun... making the worshippers stomping swaying, and clapping their hands... well it didnt sound as good as the blacks... but nonetheless it was exciting and new... wonder what happened to all my gospel cassettes... alls left is that kirk franklin cassette...

nice... heres a tune...
" i can change... i can change... i can change for you..."

bless your soul

ingredients...

bacon
onions
potatoes
milk
cream
cheese?
parsley
chives

steak

breaking the silence...

This summary is not available. Please click here to view the post.

Generic Cities...

yay people... just ended my tute of the day... while waiting for prayer meet to start... i've made use of time to print out some work.
hehe... remember about that presentation where i had no idea if i was doing the right thing... well got back my results for that presentation... low and behold... a merit... suprising it is... after that trash talking presentation... at least 20% of the subject is pretty much settled...

yea... anyway... i think i better pop by the ERC to find some plans of KL... just out of curiosity... still pending on deciding which essay topic to write for my urban design subject...

Jesus walks...

was checking my mail, sending bible study materials to my cell mate... while brushing my teeth!! its that a WOW or what?! and they say men cant multi-task... boo to the haters!
anyway, since i realize that i could do two things at the same time, then i decided to blog as well... Triple WOW!!

listening to JM telling me about her LTC retreat during the weekend... realizing how different the other ocf centres are... thinking how naive i was to assume where i am is probably where i should be staying. thinking... if i had taken more time to survey further on the other centres... i might really really find some place that would feel more like home... thinking how right JM is about the guys in OCF... being all braggy and bratty... believing numbers are everything. however...
oops... mouths all clogged up with saliva and toothpaste foam... time to RINSE!!


anyway, not to ponder on it too much... i cooked for JM today, in dedication of her sweetness... keke. being very proud of myself... of my adventures mood to try new dishes... and thank goodness it was yummy... baked salmon with potatos, cherry tomatoes and Chardonnay... thyme i should recommend is a real good herb for fishes... and of course my very own pasta pesto mamamia!!

im really peeved now... being the fact that half of my work done today had dissapeared due to some "technical problems"... ugh!!

Scooters... and cold fingers.

its the weekend... and its freakin cold... i shut all the windows to avoid the snow queen from paying me a visit.

im planning to hibernate the whole weekend in my room... keeping warm and finishing some work... and sing songs to myself...

goosebumps... maybe i should go take a hot warm bath... yea.

Risottos...

made my debut in the world of risotto making yesterday... was inspired by some fella on tv, when he was demonstrating hoiw to make risotto using local aussie mushrooms... adding flavour by mixing it with abit of european mushrooms. so i tried my version... hehe it was a minor debut, coz i used this shortcut risotto packet thing... everything turn out pretty well, 'cept was impatient to wait for the rice to soften to its full potential... yum.

its been a rocky week... but i see glimpses of light ahead... being with someone really isnt easy as it seems, especially when you have to consider the other...

im getting rather sleepy... i've decided to dedicate friday and the rest of the weekend to my work... aint no stoppin' me!!

just like the song! sing it!

aint no mountain high enough
aint no river wide enough
to keep me from getting to you...
oh yea ... oh la la...

Fear God...

i have no idea...

bleak...

in less than 6 weeks... oh dear...

must say goodbye...

ehem...
it upsets me that in 3 hours time... i have a presentation, which i have not really a 100% clear idea of doing it, yet i still have to go on with my gutt feeling on the work... ugh. nontheless... the show must go on... sigh... if only i was a wee bit smarter... shucks...

anyhoo... after 2 and 1/2 years, i've finally got intouch with an old friend... an old friend whom my parents are old friends with her parents as well... small world. hard to imagine... she's already working... but she's so puny... working at chubb security earning big bucks... ah shucks.. time is running... arggh!

okay, im gonna steal some of jm's kuih before i head off... yum...

my parting words before i leave...

"i know.... we must say goodbye... we must say good bye..."

irritated... by GWYN.

the weekend is here... the semester has 6 more weeks before it ends... and i feel dreadfully unprepared for the end... being involve in ocf really makes my life here stagnant... everyone wants God to stretch them in many ways... and now when i feel bothered about issues... im not so sure if i can assume this as God's stretching me program to aid in my growth... or just me self inflicting myself with all these issues... when it all aint necessarily so.

i realise... i shouldnt sulk up and just hate the world... being negative about the world when it worldly problems occur... i shouldnt not blame on anything... and appreciate my life better... i should exemplify my meaning of appreciation...

i love architecture alot... though my perception of it differs from many other people... i should not let the others affect my sort of passion for it...

i should not care how people would understand my writings.... as i should be proud of my writing and style of writing structure....
i write to not make sense...

anyway! Back to work!!!

You Know You're Malaysian When...

You complain about the quality of the pirated DVD you just purchased. "What, RM10 for DVD5?! Aiyah, boss ... sound no good, cheaperlah ..."

You're willing to consume sambal petai and durian and gladly suffer the bloating and wind-breaking incidents.

You're exceedingly polite to the Mat Sallehs but you slag your own kind. "Hello, sir. Why don't you sit here, it’s got the best view of the city skyline." But, "Aunty-ah, your table is over there next to the kitchen."

You order Maggi goreng and fried chicken, complain about how oily the food is, and then proceed to finish it anyway.

You love to talk about food. You're already thinking about what to have for dinner while eating lunch. "I'm stuffed. What shall we have for dinner?"

You dive into a communal-style meal the moment the dish lands on the table only to hesitate at the last morsel of food on the serving dish. There are two possible explanations for this: the first is the pai seh (embarrassed) factor, while the other is the myth that the person who eats the last piece will be a spinster.

You hit the accelerator the moment the first drop of rain hits your windshield. "Alamak, it's going to rain. Sure traffic jam one. I'd better drive faster."

You seize the opportunity to make a U-turn anywhere ... especially where there is a sign telling you not to. Well, so long as the cops aren't in sight.

You feel a burning desire to send text messages and even have the gall to give your friend a blow-by-blow account of the movie to your friend on the handphone — during the screening of the movie. "Okay, now that girl Lizzie is impersonating an Italian singer; she so doesn’t look Italian ..."

You forsake your loved ones for the all-important four letter-word: S-A-L-E. "Sorry, mum, I can't take you to Aunt Mary’s because I have to go to MidValley before the crowd." You’re also more than happy to be part of the insane traffic jam that forms around malls during weekends and sale periods.

11. Reality shows Akademi Fantasia and Malaysian Idol dictate your social life. "What, no TV at the mamak? Count me out — I'm staying home. Rinie needs my support."

You pepper every sentence with lah. "No-lah, I can't see you today-lah. I have to study-lah. You know-lah, the prison warden aka mak is watching me like a hawk"

You fail to function normally without your daily dose of teh tarik and nasi lemak.

You have owned at least one Proton in your lifetime. Cheap, cheap. That is until you start to make enough dough to buy that Honda you've been salivating over.

You slow down at an accident site to take down the car number plate, but won't step out of your car to help — the victim could be a robber!

You'd rather park your car along the main road outside the mall, where there's a yellow line, rather than pay RM1 to park inside where there are adequate bays.

You plead, bat your eyelids and relate a sob story to the officer at the town council office to let you off the hook (or reduce the amount considerably) for the fine you incurred when you parked your car on the double line.

You make an appointment for 10am and conveniently show up a half hour late — Malaysian time, what ...

You pop open the wet tissue packet at the Chinese restaurant by squeezing the trapped air to the top of the packet before proceeding to smash your fist into it. The louder the pop the better.

You greet your friend / neighbor / acquaintance on the street with "How are things?" or "Have you eaten?" or better yet, by stating the obvious: "Went to market ah?"

Ramlee burger is the "piece de resistance" of your growing-up-years cuisine.

You catch all major televised events at the mamak.

You have roughly six meals a day (breakfast, mid-morning tea, lunch, afternoon tea, dinner and supper). Then there's the snacking — keropok ikan, pisang goreng, muruku, jam tarts and the like.

You get the whole family dressed to the nines, jump into the car and head for the minister's open house — and ask for styrofoam boxes and plastic bags to tar pau food.

Your accent and language style vary according to the race of the person you are conversing with.

You've got a friendly disposition. Smiles are abundant and your "Apa khabar?" is warm and sincere.

You exclaim loudly how expensive everything is, even though the items may in fact be going for a steal. "Wah! So expensive, ah? Hak sei ngor (Scare me to death)!"

You dig deep into your pockets to contribute to the latest appeal for donations in the newspapers.

You "dis" our country all the time, but as soon as something good happens (like winning the Thomas Cup), you morph into a proud Malaysian.

You never travel abroad without a bottle of chilli sauce, or sachets which you can sneak into restaurants.

You're proud to be Malaysian - and you pass these jokes on to all your Malaysian friends!

Michael... Buble...

due to the non-existance of the internet in my household, it has been very inconvenient to blog... especially at times when i do had stories to unleash... but timing just cant compromise my inconveniences... how sad it is. but non the less i do get chances to blog occasionally...
anyway, the holiday is here...actually it isnt the holidays instead the "non-teaching period"... work goes on as usual... just with the absense of lectures and tutorials... gee.
i've been reading my sister's and father's blog... and enjoy the reading... great to have a family strong in communication... openess of sharing.
i've finally gotten hold of the new michael buble cd... marvelous his voice is. im jst obsess about him... i remembered the time when i bought his debut album from douglas at a real low price (he has regreted for offering such a value to me), i kept on listening to the album for more than a month... had not given chance to any other music sorts but totally indulged into his mesmerizing voice. i really wish i had his voice... right away i'd be in show bisness... or always be serenating my lover such beautiful melodies... oooohhhh.... shucks!!
i am so familiar to his debut album, that i know every song and lyric from cover to cover... i can sing the whole album... thats how obsess i was... or am still... not surprise it would be the same for his new album as well.
oh i am reminded as well... saturday nights are just to good to be sitting in the corner to study... good movies occasionally pops into the tv... like today... Atlantis, Star War, and Elizabeth... and Waterworld... temptations... good thing i dont have a tv... go figure...
FYI... ive been told by a very good source that i have a sexy butt! i'm not egocentric...

"The Sheep That Tried to Moo"

anyway, just to add... here's an interesting story... i had taken it from KJ's Blog.

Once upon a time, there lived this sheep called Sheep. Sheep was a personal favourite of this shepherd. The shepherd always feeds him well, takes care of him and gives him the best shelter an animal can get. Consequently, Sheep became a very fat animal. Obviously from all the good food and treatment from the shepherd.

Then one day, the shepherd decided to sell Sheep to his brother, who is a cow farmer, for reasons unknown. Sheep was distraught with sadness, for after months of excellent treatment from the shepherd, he is now under a new ownership.

The cow farmer was lazy sonuvabitch. As soon as Sheep arrived in his farm, he shoved sheep into a grazing grassy patch to mingle with the cows. The cow farmer just left Sheep there to fend for itself, to feed itself.

The days go by, Sheep felt neglected because when he has been so accustomed to being pampered by the shepherd that being left to fend for himself in a large field of cows made him lonely. So one day, he boosted his courage to communicate with the cows. He approached one and bleated. The cow looked at it and mooed, attempting to make friends.

Unfortunately after months of pampering, Sheep unconsciously developed a chronic case of inferiority complex. Thinking that his bleating was inferior to a cow's moo, Therefore, Sheep tried to speak Cow-ish. Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't moo. All that he could come up with was "Boo, Boo...", which was a mangled amalgamation of "baa" and "moo" and it came out of his mouth all mangled up, but he tried anyway.

Sheep then tried to speak with the cow, "boo, boo...". The cow, surprised with Sheep's attempt to speak cow, but not wanting to hurt Sheep's feelings, spoke with Sheep. Naturally, Sheep was ecstatic. He finally found a friend! So Sheep continued to speak with his weird-ass sheep/cow accent.

After a few weeks, the shepherd sold more sheeps to the cow farmer. The farmer, being the lazy bastard as usual, just chucked his furry, bleating acquisitions into the same grazing patch as Sheep. Sheep was excited with his new friends and walked over to welcome them. Unfortunately, after spending a few weeks in the grazing patch, Sheep spoke with the other sheep with a "Boo, Boo..." accent, much to the disgust of his fellow sheep.

Consequently, the sheep shunned him, thinking that he was such a poseur for speaking mangled Cow-ish/ Sheep-ish and forgetting his roots that he was a sheep. Sheep didn't care. Sheep thought he had plenty of cow friends, and forsaked his sheep brethren.

After a while, as the cow farmer turned to sheep farming, Sheep began losing his cow friends, and saw the number of sheep grew. However, because of his mangled Sheep/Cow accent, he couldn't make a single sheep friend, and all his cow friends have left the grazing patch. He became all alone.

St. Patrick's Day...

i've got G-mail !! yea... thanks to my IT-savvy gal... i managed to get connected into the best of circles experiencing the wonderful use of G-mail...
it was st. patrick's day yesterday... and i finally i understood what this whole celebration about... basically its a whole lot of nothing.... one word BOOZ... and all these years i thought it was some memorable day reflecting on this fella patrick... however it probably might had been this irish fella migrated to the U.S.A... then he got drunked at a bar... and went around telling everyone that he was a saint... and bla bla... people noticed this foreigner having a gala time... they decided to join in the fun... and there you have it... st. patrick's day!!
Anyway!
finally it's the weekend!! tiring day it was yesterday at the studio... its really hard to communicate with a German... nonetheless... we're moving on to the next submission next week.
highlights of the day for today...
errands... doing my broadband, and bond clearance...
and much later... Ping Pong... before OCF...
to think... oh dear! i need to poo!!

CG...CG...CG... ocf...

a new week has begun... and i started my day with an ommelete, tennis, a one hour lecture... and ended it with drum sticks... yum.
anyway, was down at Geelong yesterday to visit another OCF branch over there... they had some oreintation BBQ, inviting new people to the fellowship... and they needed the extra hand of support... well it was supposed to be support, but to me it felt more otherwise. however i did managed to mingle around here and there... and to be honest it's pretty tough to mix with the other races, i.e. Africans, Americans... etc. Culture is carries a real big barrier... you stand there staring at the other fellow, choked not knowing the next line you should be saying at times, but there were some that went pretty okay... and i come to think, no wonder melb uni is a so Asian place (mainly, Singaporeans & M'sians)... it will be terribly hard to pull in africans, and europeans into the big circle... with all the lahs... we're like daffy ducks... or even donald ducks... personally i prefer Daffy... he's really funny... and much leaner than Donald.
Anyway!
its high time i had my bath...

German Sausages... they are as huge as the Germans...

its been about 3 weeks since i landed on this huge island full of wombats and kangaroos... and life's been interesting. interesting to meet the familiar people again... and happy to know some arent around... tsk!
i've just ended classes... had my first studio class today... and the whole excitement about this is that they've finally given my first choice of project... it wasnt really about the project i had selected, but the sheer joy of being given my first preference... as you all know the previous 2 semesters... i was always designated towards my second preference... sad but true. all this does effect my mental situation... i mean i can always nag and complain about my second preference projects as it wasnt my first choice... however instead a no choice, therefor the enthusiam level is so much lower. given my first choice... theres no room for complain or excuses if i did badly... coz... it was my first and foremost choice. Anyway!
oh dear... BRB.

6 days to go...

finally... paul has left the land that was almost hit by a tsunami... its a strange feeling having him leave the place. all my four years studying overseas... home was the place where his face was so familiar. everytime i am home, he's one of the faces i aspect to see... but now... its all different. i worry and wonder how he's doing taking care of himself... unsure what goes in his mind... if it was me going off... things would be easier coz i know what i think... but for him i cant do that but to just hope for the best...

Finally! that old man's dead... after all those years... i thought he would never die... being around almost for 4-5 architectural generations. to think after all those years... he'd die at 98 years old... Philip Johnson... the spineless architect... ever changing to the seasons... he was never really in one of the architectural eras... only played a mediating role... from the International Style to the Post Modern... to the Deconstruction... up till the second modernity... he'd always been around. goes wherever the money goes... even side the nazi's when they tried to take over the world... people still respect him... for his money that is. i guess without him all these architectural movements would never be heard of... with all that cash... it had to go somewhere... and thank goodness it all went to architectectural spendings instead of baby powder...

the nearness... of the freakin' New Year...

i believe a few have been offended by the language... but anyways... everything thing is still running very clearly in my mind... my relationship towards GT hangs on a thin line... every few minutes the thought of how i was screwed just rushes up to my brain.... just like blood rushing to my brain ready to explode. so tragic... but at the same time so pathetic i can be because of this situation... darn "adult christians"...
and on top of that... the festive season ain't helping much... ah yes... Chinese New Year... among all the most hated festive season for me... well last time i use to love it for the holidays... and fireworks... but other than that... its aweful... the decos... the characters... the superstitions... and most of all the music... the horrible terribly horrendous sounds... "guo xing nien... nien, nien, nien..." arghhh... i NIEN you than you know!! (btw, nien could also mean- strangle) but anyway... its aweful... everywhere i go... every where i am... the music just cant stop... its so irritating.. so annoying... you should watch some of those new year mtvs... lil kids with their heavy make ups, tryiing to run off being an adult(why would they wanna do that), lip syncing... acting oh so cute... with their overly makeup smiles... and the lousy adults... with their terrible acting skills... so lame... every year... the same ol bunch... probably the national tv station only has those few VCDs in their collection... even they know its not worth it to buy too much of it...
and the ang paos... oh pls... me being a non-materialistic person couldnt care less... (and lucifer stands right behind me saying.. "i'm sure you are..." in his usual sarcasm gestures)
its been a long day... wanted to swing some golf balls... but heaven forbit me to do htat... its just too dangerous... me being in a driving range with all those adults holding a 7 iron... it'll be a total massacre... a game of bloody golf... with them bloody golfers... i wont be able to aim for the green... instead black or white grass... and occasional bald spots... ugh...

achieving Nirvana... at Low's Peak...

just came down from the mountain... and it was a piece of cake... cept for the blisters... caused by the shoe... a shoe which cost RM4... freakin cheap.. but good to go up hill... however down was the other problem. on the whole it was awesome... wait till i post up the pics. man i tell... ont he way up the hostel in car... all i could think about was that no good piece of mother f*cker... (i'm refering to the boy's father)... he's the real shit behind all this complications. i've never met such a worthless dumb shitty mother f*cker... all his f*ckin' bullshit alll flying around aimlessly... can't get a grip on what the f*ck he was saying... i've seen and met alot of shitty adults.. but this one's a f*ckin' winner... redundancy shit i tell you. you know... this all confirms it all on the 3 people i hate most... so called "christians", adults... and the worse of it all "adult christians"... dont' pay no respect to students like me... the conversation on the phone is still ringing in my head... mother f*cker insulted bout me going to be an architect... saying i'm in the wrong... im'ma cheating on his f*ckin' money.. worst yet.. tell me about God... all you shitty GT f*ckers... using God to defend yourselves... F*ck you!! f*ckin' hippocrites...
mother f*cker's first excuse... he didnt know it was a shared room... second excuse, it's all dr sumi's fault... third excuse, what if my son cant get along... fourth excuse, heard your area is a red light district area, ... then the f*cker blabs on how f*ckin rich he is... so redundant... if you're so f*ckin rich.. then why not just pay me the freakin money. and i insulted him with the word cheat... at that time, it slipped out of my mouth... but now... i f*ckin' mean it!! honorable man my f*ckin ass... calling me a rip off... im calculating the bastard 6 months minimum and he says im playing with his cash... im'ma tell you, you son of a b*tch... u messed up my whole scheme... im gonna f*ck up your son... telling me i aint got no blessings from God... and i cant make it as an architect... you puk*mak b*tch. because of your f*ckin son... i turn down an offer to another one bedroom apartment... work the shit (including the people who help me) out finding a place for your f*ckin wussy spineless son... his balls all chopped off by you eh? mother f*cker... wasted all my overseas call for you... paid you're f*ckin share... and now you want to run away... aint got nothing to lose eh? kiss my ass... you dick head... aint got no brain... only talk shit and God in GT... f*ck GT... i got away once... and came back... idiot i am... now i know why i stop going there... coz theres just too much pricks and hippocrites... using God's name for every f*ckin reason... im stickin the finger at you all... and all the other christian organizations... (sorry im turning this into a larger contexts...) but GT is really begining to suck.

man... i was gonna talk about my Mt. Trip... end up talking about this... what a waste of my effort... i am so freakin' tired...

Screwed...

this morning... the first thought in my head was that now im really totally screwed!! never been so pissed in the early mornings... i figured GT people never takes me seriously eh... i rushed to settle this accomodation because of a boy... along the way in finding tenants i ended up promising 2 more other folks to get an accomodation... then i had to try my best to convince the two tenants to stay with me... all because i promised a boy that i'll make sure of his accomodation. i took nearly 2 months trying to get accomodation... all because i promised all three including that boy that i'll get the place. with lots of help... finally managed to get a place... paid for the boys share... and thought all is settled... managed to get a pretty big place... so the boy can have ample space to run around... way below his budget.
and after everything has settled down... finally he sends his dad to say he's sorry but he has to back off from this... due to some stupid reason... "i must screw you... thanks but no thanks... eat your own shit... haha". i cant afford to pay that rent... how am i gonna find another person to share a room... i cant just find any tom, dick or harry... AUD740 per month?!?!? thats around 2100 ringgit per month... how the heck can i afford that?!?!?!
sorry but i have to say this... for the moment... GT people only know how to talk SHIT... im too lazy to further elaborate on hwat i meant... but im starting to learn a very valueble lesson...
ANYWAY, other news.... my industrial trainning period had just ended... it had been a great 7 weeks... (still cant help thinking about how screwed i am right now...)

a rose is a mose... coz it rhymes with NOSE(y)...

what the heck is a "Boo"... apparently its the newest slang in the music industry/ whatever... a boo? sounds like the word Boo! when u scare someone... more like a ghost... then as well to mean it might mean a bruise or cut... like you et a boo- boo when you fall down and scraped your knee or somehting... anyway... so if it does really represent either... then thats pretty funny... go figure
hahha... managed to get hold of another victim's personal belonging... interesting i should say... kekek...

Farewell... to 3 years of hardship and fun... archi for life!

sigh... the long day/ weekend is finally over... i tell you, working in an archi firm can be pretty stressful... especially when you have to try and please 2 different bosses out from the same project having different ideas and requirements... ugh... but it's still fun.
been trying to upload my pictures from my first project i did here for my industrial training... alas.. the faultiness of dial-ups... just can't wait for broadband to arrive... with fingers crossed... it might be soon. i can say that i'm pretty fortunate to be doing these sort of things during industrial training... lots of designing work... and no draughting and office boy errands for me...
my first project was this high class housing development, set in the lovely small island off the sabah shores... pretty cool eh? i think the client kindda goes with my idea... hopefully it be built and be just what i wanted... then again theres lots of alteration to be done by the seniors... atleast hopefully the aesthetic is there... then it be living proof for my future reference.
currently i've been assign to this new project... its a commercial project set right in between Sabah's currently biggest supermarket... its sort of a commercial/ office building... pretty cool.. but very tight... so hard to squeeze everything into one plot of land... adding to the by-laws we need to follow... for a 1.2 acre land.. they want futsal courts... cineplexes... a food court... retail areas... and offices... not to mention... car parks (the most irritating part in designs..), i had trouble during the first project... carparks as well... everything worked pretty okay... till carparks became a hassle... especially if it where to be incorporated into the building as well... ugh! why dont people jsut walk... Oops... that goes for me too... hehe.

anyway... i think i better go hit the showers... and hit the sack!!

200...5

HAPPY NEW YEAR!! 2 0 0 ... 5!!! awesome dude!! im finally a year wiser... and not a single grey hair to be seen... amazing!!
threw a mini get together party with a couple of good friends... though i wish... another from our lovely neighbouring country could be here... nonetheless it was fun. havent had good grog and gossips for awhile... old times... bad times... MIA from each other experiences... etc. and to my surprise... people in the group has changed tremendously... Ben... so... different... okay ladys... he's up for grabs... hottest bachelor around... 21 years old... height 6'10"... well built... nicely tanned... cool personality... mom owns a superb chicken marinate sauce for BBQ... with a bonus... sexy ass... haha... seriously!

anyway, here's to all you folks reading this...

We wish you a happy new year
we wish you a happy new year
we wish you a happy new year
and a.... HAPPY NEW YEAR
good tidings to you, wherever you are
good tidings for new year...
and a..... HAPPY NEW YEAR!!

and all those having their birthdays in the year 2005!!

happy new year to you...
happy new year to you
happy new year to... whoever
happy new year to you...

happy new year to you!
you were born in the zoo!!... oops... okay!

bettter end here before i start a rave!!

Frail and Feeble...

2 words... Eminem Sucks! he's newest song... or rap is really appaling... running out of steam and motivation i should say. come on bugger... put a sock in it.
anyway, currently taking up a job at an architecture firm. interesting... yet scary. my current boss has given a huge task of designing a housing development for the international patrons down at Labuan... big responsibilty for a lil fry like me... nonetheless... its my opportunity for recognition in the archi scene.
i realized that my new maid... aint good at doing the laundry... clothes kindda stink... not to mention... i realized the same under her arms... ugh... my jeans really smells.

think i better continuethis later... i wanna go eat!!

Dilemma... Oh!

hmmmm... well... Should i blog... or yum cha... think think...

alas... i think i shall yum cha...

(lots happened within these 2 weeks... but... food... i need!!)

Singapore is miles and miles...away

finally back home in Malaysia... bitter sweet memories here... nothing much have changed... cept for new buildings being contructed... and the magnificent fly over that i have to use it everytime i head home from the city... cool...

the wedding was great... it was a sure winner... muacks!! i played safe during my song performance... keeping a low key... man! the crowd was huge...

Anyway! KK is freakin hot and sticky... the weather or dust is killing my nose... i hate it when it happends... green goo coming out from ym nose... that's disgusting!
but i can tell you... the new house is really spacious... can't wait till everything is... 100% really completed... we need mirrors in there!! not to mention... TV... Hi-Fi... more furniture... complete kitchen... et cetera.

whoa... just a news flash.. i've found new love in the voice of stacey kent... lovely.

FAT!!... im FAT!!!

one word to describe me now... FAT!! im fat... oh dear... im fat... really fat... so fat that ur momma cant feed me no more.
everytime i sit down... i can feel this extra belly popping out from my innocent fit body. ironic it is... so fit.. yet so fat. so irritating... ARRRGHH im fat... with a belly... wobbly like jelly!!
anyway, end of semester... (geesh! this belly is really in the way...) im really fat...words could not describe... all these FATS... its causing bad body posture. terrible... really terrible...
anyway! where was i... oh yes! semester... ended... exams over! but still accomodation to settle... re-enrolment to confirm... visa to get... etc... it just never ends!!
anyway... one more day.. then its ASTALAVISTA BABY!!! back to the big ol' dog head!!

love...

okay... 2 down.... one final one to go!! this is awefully dreadful... i cant even spend y last week in melbourne peacefully, instead with the horror of exams and moving place errands. sucky.
had my visual test on monday... it was a breeze... not too bad from what i thought it might had been much tougher. nevertheless the war aint over yet till wednesday.

2 horrible news... one, my team apparently aint second place... instead we're in third. and that means we're in the second final. arrrgh!! terrible!!!! sucky. but thats not too bad... i'm more keen on heading back, then playing this final thingy. nonetheless, i shall give my very best... fight with honour till the very end. CHARGE!!!
but the second news... you've all got to hear this one. the FAT BOY is staying!! terrible!! i can hear my 'free from fat irritating KPO boy' breaking into a million pieces. know the saying, it aint over till the fat lady sings...? well, mine is... its all over now the fat boy stays. he's supposed to be a lil good boy and pack up back to m'sia... do his internship in singapore and go for his supposed operation... and be million miles away!! this is so irritating!!! i really dont wanna see him for another year!!! what is he up to... LEAVE ME ALONE!!! poor samuel... its a test from GOD? why?! nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!

never mind, i shall comfort myself with some other news... ummm... what?!

im going to bed...

8 days more...

one more week and its coming home time!! still i have to surpass my 2 modern B papers next week... dreadful!! oh gee!!
anyway! my team is headed to the finals... we finish in second place of the standings... and we rocked last night. whooped some aussie asses!!

Aussie Cheer: Aussie! aussie! aussie!! oi! oi! oi!!
M'sia Cheer: Boleh... boleh boleh boleh... malaysia Boleh!!

hahha... and also! christmas is just around the corner folks... all that snow, roasted chesnuts... kissing under the missletoe... oh frosty... how i missed you so much!! wonder if Santa knows about my new address...

hmmm... a sneak preview of next months highlighted event... the most anticipated of 'em all!!

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,
Just like the ones I used to know.
Where the tree-tops glisten,
And children listen
To hear sleighbells in the snow.

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,
With every Christmas card I write,
"May your days be merry and bright,
And may all your Christmases be white".

i wanna go shopping...

Hooptie doodie doodle

"Moses supposes his toeses are Roses,
But Moses supposes Erroneously,
Moses he knowses his toeses aren't roses,
As Moses supposes his toeses to be!
Moses supposes his toeses are Roses,
But Moses supposes Erroneously,
A mose is a mose!
A rose is a rose!
A toes a toes!
Hooptie doodie doodle
Moses supposes his toeses are Roses,
But Moses supposes Erroneously,
For Moses he knowses his toeses arent roses,
As Moses supposes his toeses to be!
As Moses supposes his toeses to be!
A Rose is a rose is a rose is a rose is
A rose is for Moses as potent as toeses
Couldn't be a lily or a daphi daphi dilli
It's gotta be a rose cuz it rhymes with mose!

First... but no the last...

finally... my first and most hate paper has ended!! ridiculous yet so straight forward... anyway, one down 2 to go!!! woopidoo!!

hmmm... there was a discussion on the table about the creation of a micro genius... ahhh still clearly can remember that at the back of my head. my first micro genius!! Dad brought it home one day... and boy we were so excited!! from that instant we were glued tight unto the screen... my first game!! chip and dale!! awesome...

when that was invented... everyone was so crazy about it... then there was nintendo... longer cassettes... bigger machine... and the joysticks all had simple buttons like A and B... then Sega came along... and then the C button was added in. took me awhile to get use to that extra button... C... pretty useful it should seem. then the ultimate game box came along... play station!! and boy was i confused on the buttons... no more A, B, Cs.... instead there were symbols of a square, triangle, circle... not only that! there was X and Ys!! and now my index finger had of great use for me!! ... years later... nothing improved... until the X-Box arrived... and what the Heck is that?!?!!?! geewizz...

Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head

Raindrops keep falling on my head
And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed
Nothin' seems to fit
Those raindrops are falling on my head, they keep falling

So I just did me some talkin' to the sun
And I said I didn't like the way he' got things done
Sleepin' on the job
Those raindrops are falling on my head, they keep falling

But there's one thing I know
The blues he sends to meet me won't defeat me
It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me

Raindrops keep falling on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red
Crying's not for me
Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'
Because I'm free
Nothing's worrying me

pancakes... and coffee...

wow... hello!! check out my photo album!! more pictures!!
was remembering one of my discussion/ debate on the word Pantat... what does it really mean... apparently in Msia it is a way to describe a female organ... but however in indonesia it means ass... and since i was young i always thought it would be of the latter... until this year... when one of my msian friend told me that it meant of the formal... however my indonesian friend clarified that it was of the latter... and so... hence i am confused. bother.
anyway... i need to hurry off now... need to clean the stove... hehe...

its finally official!! Scottie Pippen has finally decided to close the book on basketball... from the NBA that is. yea... wat a guy... SCOTTIE PIPPEN...
6 time world Champion...
7 time NBA All-Star
one of the NBA's 50 greatest player...
2 time Dream Team representative
endless time of all NBA and Defensive Team
one Time NBA all-star MVP...

tribute to the great one...
Pippen! Scottie pippen!
he's the greatest player in the history!
from the.. town of chicago...
he's got reputation in stealing B's
.... et cetera...
inspired by the flintstone's theme song...

he's the best baller i really modelled after...
unselfish player... steady...
good leadership skills... great team mate
all rounder... cool skills... plays almost every position
and slick lay-ups... in my oppinion.
bother.

Sick at the... Belly...

horrible! been down graded from 2nd to 3rd... damn mayfield... it was a tough game... happy i got away with one win and a tie break... not enough. ugh! i'm feelin' really eeky now... getting car sick these recent car rides... dont know why, but everytime im in the car... really felt like throwing up! looking out of the car makes me sick... and the seat belts just grumbles my tummy/ abs. alrite... just one more away game... and one last car ride... cheers!!
Been rekindering an old friendship... Brian. yea... its been ages since i last heard from him... and finally he's in UK... haha... the last time i saw him was like 2 years ago... and he told me he was going UK then... supposedly. anyway... i suspect he's metrosexual... in fact it goes for all of them siblings... yea... now who's next?
its set!! final presentation on the 29th... not really a presentation... just pinning up my final works... and letting the drawings to the talking... just relieved i've managed to shrug CT3 and modern aside for the moment... STUDIO!! your mine!! anyway... papers all scattered... one on the 8th of november... another tentatively on the 22th... and the final one's on the 24th!! ugh... why hasnt the Head reply my mail... fingers crossed... then its coming home time!! for you all peeps... its on the 27th!! yippie!! oooooOOOHHhhh... roti telur... maggi goreng... cheese naan... wan tan mee... Ringgit food!!
dear me... still feeling abit woozie... i think i'll just puke it right here... right now... 'bleeehhh'...

here's joke...
there was this husband who hated his wife's cat, and wanted to get rid of it...
the next day he took the cat 10 blocks away, and drop the cat and went back...
as he reached home... he saw the lil' critter strolling around...
the next day... he dropped it 40 blocks away...
when he reached home again.. there the cat was... home sweet home.
and so finally he decided... the next day he took the car round the corner
over the river... under the bridge... way pass the hills... cross... the borders...
and finally when thats done... he realised that he didnt know his way back.
so he called home to his wife... and said to his wife: "pass the phone to the lel' bastard... I'm lost!!"
heheh... funny? no?... must be the headache... definitely...

a real hot sunny weather...

2 weeks from now and its DOOMS-DAY!! final submissions for Studio as well as Construction. Presentation went pretty okay... pleased with myself actually- one conclusion: simple building, simple structure, less on the complications. hahah...

anyway... i think i better head off now. studio is probably about to start. managed to get the MAS office address in Melbourne. phew! glad thats settled...

pondering if all can be done by next week... hmmmmm...

anyway, for those of you who need to book a flight and you're traveling with MAS. here's the address in Melbourne!!

15th Floor, Nauru House, 80 Collins Street
Melbourne, VIC, 3003, Australia

and with a quick wrap up... here's a song that's been playing in my head:

............. bzzzzz.................. bzzzz.......... zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzB.

Weird Weather..

with christ in the vessel we can smile at the storm... smile at the storm... smile at the storm
with christ in the vessel we can smile at the storm, as we go sailing home!

sailing! sailing home... sailing ... sailing home!!

with christ in the vessel we can smile at the storm... as we go sailing HOME!!!

sam is a wombat. with weird toes... [JM]

i miss...

i miss malaysia
i miss kl
i miss the ravi
i miss GTPJ
i miss the dinner appointments
i miss daddy visiting me
i miss mommy calling me
i miss brother sister
i miss playing tennis w brother
i miss brother "bondings"
i miss family chatters
i miss taboo
i miss doggy
i miss taylor's
i miss ss17 cell
i miss puasa market
i miss the shopping malls
i miss m'sian currency
i miss cold showers
i miss late nights
i miss driving around the streets of kk
i miss mommy's food
i miss bukit bintang
i miss the silva
i miss subang parade
i miss pyramid
i miss damai
i miss CRV
i miss "wan tan mee"
i miss TGV
i miss ss14 nasi lemak
i miss breakfast after church
i miss ... to be continued...

Hit me baby... one more time!!

currently in the middle of my term break. whoa! time passes so quickly! i really dont want this holiday to end... mainly becoz i am not looking forward to the next half of the semester. oh dear!! why! why? why!!

life has been really sharper than before... seeing things so crystal clearly!

no!! i dont want this holiday to end!! no! i shall grap tightly to my seat... and wont let go!! ughhhh.... no! no! no! nonoononoononononon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

my oh my!! i sound really sad.... but NO!! i shall stand firm on my decision to grab tightly... its almost like paradise now!! haha... no no no!!!

then again... reality check... got heaps of work to do!! the end of a term break is inevitable!! why... sigh...

oki... back to my work and laundry!!

(mini)... French Open

Yesterday was my first try on clay courts... it was fun! haha... it was our second away game and we won it! haha... awesome! my team's on a roll now... winning 3 straight matches. but the new court surface experience was... exquisite? sliding from one end of the court to the other... and its the only type of surface that we have to sweep up the court after every game... sweet!
Anyway!
what happens when OCF, Tennis and school work gets tied up all together?! STRESS!! yea... these couple of days had been tangled up with work... ocf... and tennis... it was one heluva tiring ride!
explained: wednesday... worship practice till 10pm... next day i had presentation... so need time to prepare... therefore pulled an all nighter (thank God managed to get some snooze)... after presentation... tennis match... rush back grab my stuff... ran back to Uni... and off we go! results... WON! so celebrated with a bottle of wine... and crackers with smoke salmon and spicy avocado dip... yum yum!!

i'm begining to realise that i sound a wee bit like pretty boy Joseph...

Rainbow... (trout)... Connection

why are there so many songs about fishes
and whats on the other side
fishes are (not) vicious, but only delicious
fishes cant close their eyes
so we've been told, that some choose to eat it
i know they won't regret it, wait and see
someday we'll find it, trout connections
the cookers, the eaters, and me...

who said that every fish would be heard and answered
when wished on the morning star
someone caught of that, and someone grilled it
look whats it done so far
whats so amazing that keeps us star gazing
of all the dishes we can make
someday we'll find it, trout connections
the cookers, the eaters, and me...

all of us under its spell
and we'd probably know that its yummy...

have you been half asleep, and have you heard voices
i've heard them calling my name
is this the sweet sound that calls the young fishermen
i know its one and the same
i've smelled it too many times to ignore it
it's something im supposed to eat
someday we'll find it, trout connections
the cookers, the eaters, and me...

le Corbusier...

just finished my modern B lecture... today... was modern B day. tutorial was okay... the discussion was pretty interesting, yet very boring in a sense of its topics. well, i realised that i have really very different view of le corb. although i do favour in his architecture... but my views of his intentions was rather... less humane. was contemplating a couple of times, whether i should had voice out my oppinions... which were very crude and individualistic. they were all discussing on le corb's design intentions, trying to be concern for the public, yet his solutions was still very naive. mine however, totally contradicts to it. being the fact that he was totally individual in his intentions... basically he just cut and pasted all his favourite ideas and forms into his buildings... having his own identity and style to be known in the world, nothing to do with the context and stakeholders. unlike his earlier works... for the international style... of very duplicatic design styles.
anyway, the lecture was pretty interesting, discussing on the later works/ second half of le corb's and wrights' design ideas. yea... it was a pity though, the lecturer touched very little on one of my all time favourite le corb buildings... the Carpenter Centre for the visual arts, at harvard university. she had very little time to spare with... and it was actually the last slide. sigh... its a building that has been talked about very little in lectures and books. probably of its less significant impact it lied into le corbs design... unlike the Chandigrah, Ronchamp, Villa Savoye... etc.
Yeap.

Le Corbusier 1963
The Carpenter Center is Le Corbusier's only building in North America, and one of the last to be completed during his lifetime. Its wonderful collection of concrete forms bring together many of the design principles and devices from Le Corbusier's earlier works: the ondulatoires (windows above left) from La Tourette; the brises soleils (below) originally from the Marseille unité d'habitation but angled later in Chandigarh (but here with glass for the Massachusetts climate); and the original Five Points from the 1920s 'accentuated in a new way: as if the Villa Savoye had been exploded inside out, with ramp and curved partitions extending into the environment.' The ramp and architectural promenade is particularly strong at the Carpenter Center.
'At the heart is a cubic volume from which curved studios pull away from one another on the diagonal. The whole is cut through by an S-shaped ramp which rises from one street and descends towards the other... The layers and levels swing out and back from the grid of concrete pilotis wihtin, making the most of cantilevering to create interpenetrations of exterior and interior, as well as a sequence of spatial events linked by the promenade architecturale of the ramp.'
William J.R. Curtis in Le Corbusier: Ideas and Forms

double jeopardy...

what do you do when you have a "splinter" in your team? nothing...
more specifically, what if you have a team member that has problems with authority, and wants to take over the team leadership? answer: you give him the responsibilty...
if he eagers to be the boss, and pays no respect to the supposed leader... then give it to him. (in a worldly context, you fire the person, as in get rid of him)
anyway... as you all should know by now, this situation is definitely related to my current scenario... but on the other hand, i might be wrong. however, i usually am not wrong on this... plus he's a typical kiasu singaporean, top school snobbish... smart ass, oh so talented bloody bastard prick! but theres nothing i can do about it... sorry for my rude behavior, but its a blog... i can type and say however i want to express my feelings on.

other events: haha... i won my last tennis match! my team won! i played 2 matches... lost one in a tie break 6-7(6-8), and won one 6-0! what a way to break my losing streak. this weeks match... BRING IT ON!!
the musical went pretty smoothly... the props and stage set was pretty nifty. yea.. proud of the whole team... and their committed contributions. the performance was okay... the singing was the turn off... but overall it was good. a very cliche sort of musical/ drama.
yea... anyway! time to get back to work...

5KGs... and an Ab.

my housemate bought an iPod! that is so so cool... really cool device. man! i want i want!!
anyway... finally managed to upload my construction assignment to the web. we are asked to submit our work into the virtual gallery... so IT savvy eh? i think so too... my CT lecturer really know how to make full use of the web.
yeap... hehe well since i have it now, i might as well upload this picture of my design studio's first assignment... which is a codification done and created by me. wonder if you remembered on my previous blog entry where i told about my assigment and the codification that i whipped up with it.
whoa im dead full here... ugh!!
haha.. i weighed myself today... and to my surprise... i lost 5 kilos... that;s really strange... with the sort of eating habit im having... i should be gaining weight!
haha....

oh wait... i cant upload the picture. apparently i need to sign up with this online photo thingy. sorry folks!

A Washout...

Its the start of the long but short weekend... fridays...
About yesterday's game, we declared it a wash out due to the heavy rain pouring from the sky. it's such a pity... i was all up for it, ready to whack someones ass!! my hands are just fidgeting in excitement... melbourne weather... so unpredictable. but anyway, Next week... i better be ready for them.
oh geez... i forgot to call Sean yesterday... my time schedule was sort of screwed when my game was postponed.
there was a new exhibition being displayed at the Archi building's atrium... its the Colorbond Steel student bienniel... whatever... it's one of the most prestigious design competition held for students... and was i was in awe staring at the works... magnificent graphics. it was an exhibition of the finalist from all different unis around aussie, great and small... UNSW, QUT, RMIT... etc. yea... it was just truly inspiring.
to avoid letting the weekend just fly by... i'll shall sing you all a song...

come fly with me
lets fly lets fly away
if you can use some exotic boose
theres a bar in far bombay
common fly with me lets fly lets fly away
come fly with me
let's float down to peru
in llama land theres a one man band
and he'll tute his flute for you
lets take up in the blue...
once i get you up there
where the air is rarefied
we'll just fly, stary eyed
once i get you up there
i'll be holding you so near
you can hear, the angels cheer
because we're together
weather wise, its such a lovely day
just say the word and we'll beat those birds
down acupulco bay
come fly with me, l
come fly with me
lets fly lets fly away
if you can use some exotic boose
theres a bar in far bombay
common fly with me lets fly lets fly away
come fly with me
let's float down to peru
in llama land theres a one man band
and he'll tute his flute for you
lets take up in the blue...
once i get you up there
where the air is rarefied
we'll just fly, stary eyed
once i get you up there
i'll be holding you so near
you can hear, the angels cheer
because we're together
weather wise, its such a lovely day
just say the word and we'll beat those birds
down acupulco bay
come fly with me lets fly lets fly away!!!!!!

and then theres... fly me to the moon but i shall not further elaborate on that.. now.

Hello...

hello everyone!!
yet again i have neglected the existence of my blog and occupied myself with "other" things...
anyway! im going off to uni in a couple of minutes. i have a tennis match today at 1900 hours. and this time i feel much more prepared compared to last week's match. i went for "training" yesterday evening after classes, and man it was a vigourous one. my legs were really sore after the whole thing. yea... i think last week's match... i hardly/ or never really broke a sweat... it was an easy going match... hmmm today i shall be more competitive!! (i could elaborate further on my match last week, however... am too lazy!) *Yawn*

yeap! been sort of pretty occupied with things other than BGR... however things will be more toned down by the end of next week i think. and i should dedicate myself more into my Design work... lacking inspiration lately... hehe... [pondering why...]

anyway! my maid's gone of to be married to some illegal immigrant... it was a sudden/ secretive notion that no one had expected. nonetheless, my family managed to get a new one. yet to know on the details... but all i know is... she's a real sleeper... and when i mean sleeper... i mean SLEEPER... like a log. heard she can sleep through a whole racket of banging and shouting...etc. PIG PIG PIG!! and i thought i was a real pig... imagine her! they had to shake her... literally shook her till she peels her eyes... i suspect that she's on weeds. cant wait to meet her... thats if she doesnt get fired by the time i get home.

anyway, im off to uni now! wish me luck on my match... have to call Sean after the game... ugh!

Shades of grey...

i never managed to get around in replying mails... havent found a time to really sit down to write decent reasonably long mails. so just settle for the blog.
just had brunch with my cell leader... i coughed alot. but managed to get hold of some anti-biotic pills... this sore throat of mine is getting really irritating. *cough*
i've created this funky new art piece for todays presentation later... its a page of different shades of grey and sizes of circles all scattered around filling up the page... then in the middle is a lil small circle right on top of an elipse. its supposed to depict of one real/ original object- which is the white (white= purity) circle, having a black elipse to strengthen the point of its 3-D mass... acting as a shadow. as the black and white emerges together... it creates new forms of circles being grey and of different exaggerated sizes... yea... and the rest... go figure. i could upload the picture.. but unfortunately am in uni now... haha, i might do it later.
yea... and today i've got a match going on in the evening... but sadly... i wont be able to make it. my captain managed to get a replacement for my absense this week. next week... i'll be back!

ugh... continue this later.. something came up.

Nonsense... just like buddy the dog.

Another slack weekend went by... its just hard to get out of bed, when you're in the zone, you're just in the zone. but then again... it wasnt all that unproductive... the night activities we're slightly more active in a leisureble manner.
Hi Mother and Father... welcome to the world of blogging... enjoy.
ugh... my throat's really hurting at the moment... still feeling abit heaty from the previous' night lamb chop dinner. its tiring... of always having to contemplate if i have to either swallow my saliva or just spit it out. i mean... swallowing it just makes things painful... and incovenience is usually the case when i intend to spit.i still don't know whats so disgusting of spitting into the rubbish bins... its a Rubbish bin anyway, flammy salivas aint really useful fluids to be sinked through my throat.
*oh... Alvina... will get back to your mail... ASAP... juicy details?! hehe...*
it's interesting that my world is getting more and more evolve around med students... sunday, i had dinner with JM and her bunch of senior med friends. and to think... i really dont fit in.. probably being the fact that i'm new... and being seated in a squarish table... its hard to socialize within the corners. and med people are just med people... they're med? making no-sense here... well theres always this mentality of med students usually are bred in rich well to do families... and with the so called genius brains they possesed... they are set apart from the world. and ahaha... being up there... its hard to look down... but us being down there i guess its easy for us to look up and underneath them... all the more easier and transparent if they are wearing skirts. hehe...
my throat is really painful... ouch!
and did you all know that today is singapore's national day? hehe... best time to whip a bomb down there... hehe. kidding kidding... we malaysians love our neighbours... ;-)

How much is that doggie in the window... woof woof!!

there goes another week of classes... ended with just a wink. it all happened so fast... i had yet been able to digest it all. the semester is still at its foot... and work has yet to pile up.
still thinking and still trying to grasp the fact of Jojo's departure... its sad i still think to have it dead, without me being able to witness the event with my very own eyes. i still can remember the time when snowball left us. she'd been body stiff for the pass weeks... and there wasnt much the vet could do 'cept await its death. she was lied outside the front over newspapers... the only signs of her being still alive is her panting and eye blinks. then one sunday... things felt abit weird, and i went out to check up on her. her eyes were still wide open... but no signs of breathing.. and with her tounge dangling out like that... its definitely a gesture of resting in peace. yea... scary it was. and during then, jojo was still very much spunky and lively. to think years later... sudden death. nobody see it coming i think. how tragic.
*serene, you wept tears eh... i was in total blankness. it was like sudden white... best i fill my mind with other things to occupy the empty thought in my head. i was keen on seeing her too when i get back.*
Anyway, Modern architecture... pretty interesting. being less subjective as previous semester's Theories... i'm assuming that i would have more fun in this... rediscovering the precedents and our very forefathers of modernism. someone had told me... lots of architects are gays... funny.. when did that happen along the historical lines of architects as being weirdos and playboys. *i'm talking nonsense here...*
those of you whom i have yet to reply the mails... in due time... in due time.
i miss Jojo... intended to blog down all the things me and Jo used to do... especially when my sister was out of sight... keke.but am too lazy...

All quiet down the belly front...

its been really a long while since i've logged on into my blog. but anyways... im back. actually just waiting for my turn to use the bathroom... yea, 5 people using one bathroom. but its cool... atleast its not 10!!
i'm really dead full right now... just had dinner in the city at this new restaurant... i wasnt full of the dinner... but it was desert! puddings!! yum... err actually... its ugh ugh right now. i should try and control my self from these food indulgences. its bad for my body.. especially now when competitions are starting this week. oh help me god! im in deep trouble... competition's in less than 3 days... and i have not had practice with my teammates at all!!
oh dear, people... bad news... my dog died. well technically its my sister's... but its still partially my dog... her name is Jojo. she's dead... the last time i heard was that she went for some serious operation on her jaw... and i tot she'd be all better after that... apparently not. im thinking right now of the book "the curious incident of the dog in the night"... yes! when i get back... i have to get down to the bottom of this mystery of who killed Jojo. this is really sad... i was really sort of excited of seeing my dogs when i get back. now its only Buddy... the dog who pees at every second. hmmm... jojo.... she was so young... well, not really... but still half the age when snow ball died. this is really tragic... i've nothing more to say... im depress... i shall go and take my bath right now... *sob*

Back to school...

finally the holidays has ended... well, it was great while it lasted. now its back to projects and assignments, and a newly addition of final exams. horrible! other than that, everything is back to normal i guess.
dissapointed though, couldnt manage to do Roman Art & Architecture. apparently it isnt a subject offered this semester. weird. nevertheless, modern architecture is fine with me. except i dislike having to sit for a final exam paper. its an elective subject, should be a sub that will help boost our grades easily. haha, cant wait till we get to the Le Corbusier topic, that should be interesting... i like le corb ( the father of modern architecture)... tough he's a male chauvenist as well as a pervert... he's a genius in so many other ways in architecture.
was at July Camp during the last weekend of the holidays... overall it was... ummm... refreshing. yeap. cell lead during the camp, but they didnt really require much of my attention... all quite dependable. usually camps for me is a time to try get in touch with God as well as a reflection period to back track how my life has been progressing and etc. it can be really tiring to think about things (ugly things), but it once all is settled and left behind... its all worthwhile. glad i had company this time around to share the sort of bitter memory moments... ;-)
here's a verse i have to share...

Psalm 119
I will obey your decrees; do not utterly forsake me.
I delight in your decrees; i will not neglect your word.
Your statutes are my delight; they are my counselors.
I run in the path of your commands, for you have set my heart free
How i long for your percepts! Preserve my life in your righteousness.
I lift up my hands to your commands, which i love, and i meditate on your decrees.
This has been my practice: i obey your precepts.
The earth is filled with your love, O Lord; teach me your decrees.
The law from your mouth is more precious to me than thousands of pieces of silver & gold.
May my heart be blameless toward your decrees, that i may not be put to shame.
Preserve my life according to your love, and i will obey the statutes of your mouth.
To all perfection i see a limit; but your commands are boundless.
I gain understanding from your precepts; therefore i hate every wrong path.
My heart is set on keeping your decrees to the very end.
My flesh trembles in fear of you; i stand in awe of your laws.
And because i consider all your precepts right, i hate every wrong path.
Streams of tears flow from my eyes, for your law is not obeyed.
Your statutes arew forever right; give me understanding that i may live.
Long ago i learned from your statutes that you establised them to last forever.
All your words are true; all your righteous laws are eternal.
I obey your precepts and your statutes, for all my ways are known to you.
I have strayed like a lost sheep. Seek your servant, for i have not forgotten your commands.

Dirty Dancing...

feeling really remorse for my apartment, its like a lil boy who hasnt taken his bathe for weeks. i still cannot understand why people can be so unhygenic. they can just let oil and dirt lie around the house for days and weeks. leaving hair lying all over in the toilet. rubbish piling up till theres no room in the kitchen to move around. dishes washed like it wasnt washed at all... pots and pans as black as charcoal. not to mention so so lazy to get cutlerries and plates from cabinets. milk bottles just left stacking up, until you would think we're exhibiting some funky art pieces around the house... well folks... thats art for you. i have the least things being occupied in the kitchen and toilet... yet... sigh. and we're renting out the other room... its quite embarassing for them to see the condition of the apartment... i think the only people we would attract to want to live here would be slobs or maybe the blind.
anyway, was fooling around learning how to dance last night... just some basic steps. its funny... all this while i thought that dancing was not a common activity that people would do or know how to do in asian countries. however, i think i'm really missing alot then. then again... dancing isnt really an interest i would take the initiative to learn. but it's rather fun.i remember one prom that i went... but the thought of dancing never occured in my mind in going for proms then. i thought the activities would be to meet friends and eat the whole night, oh with the occasional photo takings. but dancing... hmmm... naw!
ANYWAY!
meeting later regarding about july camp in the evening at uni... and tomorrow i have to go to my faculty to register my subjects. more or less decided to take up Roman Art & Architecture as my elective subject. the art of hellenic plagiarism... uncreative romans.  

S L A C K . . .

the holidays are almost over... and it wasnt really a supposed productive holiday. haha... one word... SLACK.
however... the july camp would be a grand finale to end the holidays. partially excited and reluctant about the event. wonder what sort of cell members i'll be designated to. oh how exciting!!
well, the past few days have been really slacky days for me... mainly roaming around the four walls of my apartment. contemplating on doing activities... sadly the body was not able to respond to the minds desire. the nights were slightly more proactive... i mean did have an excuse to get out of the house, though my route destination was not really that far. hmmm... this is so unhealthy. dangerous i should say... such a procrastinator. its like the only way that would get me off my feet and start being proactive is to tie a rod behind my back that dangles towards my face with a banana tied with a string. like what Robin Williams would say, the only way things can be done is when there is a big hershey bar waiting at the end of the finishing line... time management would not be such a problem... instead things probably be done way ahead of schedule.

anyway... that was then. today i played tennis with my new racquet... the whole afternoon was occupied on the court. oopss... got my butt kicked accidently. shucks! rematch!! this bites... now i'll have to try my best of getting use to using the new racquet... i intend to complain and justify my reasons of losing in this blog entry... but then... never mind. theres always a 101 reasons for everything that went wrong... and one definite reason if all is good.
JM is on the way home now, yippie!... im hungry... i haven't eaten today. skipped breakfast... and was busy hitting balls during lunch time. ugh...
tomorrow... meeting of cell leaders for the camp at uni. at some building that i have no what-so-ever clue of its whereabouts... i think i have a few errands to do tomorrow. but the problem is im not so sure of what.
its my final week before the semester begins.... partially eager, and the other half... ummm lazy.

yea... serene... will contact ya.. soon... someday... one day.... hehe. cheers!

a WEE bit irritated...

have i mention that i have a special friend staying with us for the past couple of weeks? well... he's still here, and we shall call him Bian. Bian is a very special boy... with really small eyes... its practically just a line across below his eye brows. and he's got really strong pheromones... but it doesnt really help attract the opposite sex.
Anyway, not to be mean... but i am a lil annoyed. i think Bian has a problem with the loo. he has a very bad dick eye coordination when it comes to pissing into the bowl. every morning since the day he arrived, when i go for my morning wee... there is always a spot of urine on the floor, and the worse part is that he never cleans it up. i can assure that it is urine coz... u dont need to do a PH test to identify yellow (and occasionally slight red) water is urine water. it might had been orange juice... but then again, who on earth drinks OJs in the W.C??
Every morning when i see that.. i get pretty worked up... but cant express how i feel coz i am supposed to be nice to him. i feel like slapping him on the head... telling him to "aim! kiddo... AIM!!"... or stuck up 2 toothpicks up his eye lids... give him a better surface view of the bowl. However, i have to give credit to him for putting up the toilet seat... coz if he didnt. it be worse!! yellow strands of urine water around the toilet seat... pity the gals having to sit on top of that. yea.. maybe he should do his wee, female style... it be easier and convenient for him, and save our trouble for cleaning up after him.
i mean... he's been staying here for like almost 3 weeks... for free, doesnt need to do the house chores and cook... etc. and all we ask from him is a simple request to just pee it right. Geez...
i'm already having trouble cleaning the gals hair scattered around the toilet... and now urine?! you cant vacuum urine water with a vacuum cleaner... eh?
you know.. now im thinking... maybe he doesnt have a penis. i mean... how can anyone be that terrible at aiming... every morning! its not like he closes his eyes while peeing... i see him rubbing his eyes every morning... opening up his eye lids for about 5 minutes (must be shut really tightly). HHhhhmmmM... i must get down to the bottom of this.
i could actually go on and on complaining about this... but i shant lower my standards being whiners.

Return of the King... thats me!!

im back!!!!!!! bet all you peeps miss me... right you did!! anyway... was on a week at Adelaide... and it was freakin cold!! i mean the house i stayed was colder than it was on the outside. but i shall not complain... coz the hospitality services was great... eh? Adelaide was ummm very different from Melbourne. if spiderman was in Adelaide... he would probably be walking instead of swinging... coz the buildings aint tall enough to do so... hehe. Okay.. okay! sorry ju... i just couldnt help myself mocking. Adelaide was fun... i mean they have cinemas... the seats were so much better than the ones in melbourne... and they were screening Spiderman.. shows that they are quite up to track with melbourne. Spiderman was Super duper cool!! whoa... awesome!! magnificent!! wild!! i cant wait till part 3 comes out!! but please oh please... take Kirsten Dunst away!! she's ugly!! they should cast someone like Julia Stiles... now thats class. there's a lady with lots of style, charisma... not to mention pretty, and cool with a "dont-mess-with-me-dude-im-julia" vibe. pity peter parker... good thing she aint ugly in the comics...
yea... well... the most exciting activities during the trip was the food... eat n eat n eat. till i was dead full... i ate...Extra Large Beef Noodles, a Pathetic platter of Lasagna, German Sausages, Porterhouse Steak, Pancakes, Banana Sandwiches, Pie Floater (meat pie in green pea soup), KFC, Jap Mix rice, a huge glass of milk shake, Oysters, Cold Rock Ice Cream (ice cream mixed with Marshmallows & Maltesers), and Korean BBQ Buffet (Yum!). we did other activities as well, like going up to mount Lofty... Handolf (a german settlement), Rundell Mall (the most happening street in the city), and the Largest shopping mall in Adelaide!! Marion !! hahahaha... where i bought my new Babolat racquet!! oh.. i cant wait to play tennis... and start whopping some ass.
the Adelaide trip was overall... very relaxing and slack. i enjoyed myself there... with the company... though it got awkward at times being a tall lamp post. we had so much fun didnt we... eh? haha... talking crap... telling senseless illogical lame jokes... elephant walks... swaying with our shadows... and just chilling... not to mention our blur dont-know-what-to-do-next agendas... and of course our pre-planning for our Banana Cafe/Bar/Restaurant whatever, dont throw away the menu!! However!! the most bit that i dislike about the trip was the bus rides from Melb to adelaide and vice versa... it was freakin long!! 10 hours on the bus!! it was awful... well going there wasnt so bad... had company to talk with... but the trip back was... dreadful. plus, peeing in the bus toilet was impossible... aiming was hard with all the shaking and bumpy movements. probably i was a lil anxious to get back... the whole time i was staring out the window... hoping to see glimpses of the city scape... 10 hours was like 10 years!! im glad im back... yea really glad.

The Rose That Grew From Concrete...

Did you hear about the rose that grew

from a crack in the concrete

Proving nature's laws wrong it learned

2 walk without having feet

Funny it seems but by keeping its

dreams it learned 2 breathe fresh air.

Long live the rose that grew from

concrete when no one else even cared!

-Tupac Shakur