absolute stunning...

okay, back to work...

Storm...

How long have I been in this storm?
So overwhelmed by the oceans shapeless form.
The waters getting harder to tread
With these waves crashing over my head.

if I could just see you everything would be alright.
If I could see you the darkness would turn to light

And I will walk on water, and you will catch me if I fall,
And I will get lost into your eyes
And everything will be alright,
and everything will be alright.

I know you didnt bring me out here to drown,
So why am I ten feet under and upside down.
Barely surviving has become my purpose
cause Im so used to living underneath the surface.

if I could just see you everything would be alright.
If I could see you the darkness would turn to light

And I will walk on water and you will catch me if I fall
And I will get lost into your eyes
And everything will be alright
And everything will be alright.

take me away...

the Nets lost in 5 games, and the Pistons might lose their series against the Cavs.
my finals is due next friday. somebody! stab me!! quick! back also can...

there are limits...

i hate it when people take things for granted and disrecpect another persons space. the limit of space is just so limited. sometimes some people do not have a freakin conscious knowing when to draw the line at times. lines are meant to be crossed once in a while, but sometimes... can you just use a little brain. a little commonsense. i have a space too and i believe i respected yours pretty well to a certain extent. i am so so angry that i dont know how to express it. i cant believe some people could be soooooooooooo dumb at times. what the....!! i feel like tearing the persons head off right here right now.

i am so not being discreet.

i guess i'll just walk it off.

i will soon be a free man...

my exam is on the 6th of June. and after that... i will be flying!!
thats almost 2 months of holidays.
heehheee...

我是一个...小男孩

我很困倦...
时间 is almost up
... ugh.
i feel 肥.
chaiyya chaiyya...我不知道!!

sick cycle carousel...

i should be doing work now. but my eyes are feeling really heavy now. so much to do... and to think that the semester will soon be over. shoots, i better start settling my sydney thingy. and i have not even bothered looking through the VBS materials. what do 10 year olds like to eat? chocolate or maybe scones? and the mentoing ministry thing is giving me a headache. theres so much to scramble up in just a weeks time before the session. omg! theres the ltc thing on saturday. sigh, im actually abit lost on the ltc thing, what the heck is going on?! tsk tsk.
shucks, i shouldnt have taken up RP. its interesting, but making it into a subject just drains out the fun in its exploration. wish i could just drop a subject and concentrate on studio. i've really been neglecting my other subs channeling most of my dedication towards design. i guess extending a semester just to concentrate on studio isnt a bad idea i guess. better get it over and done with.

played tennis today with ethan. man its been awhile since i've exercised. great weather. managed to sweat it out, and now i feel less guilty eating. i feel slightly fitter than usual. man, better pay me rent tomorrow. and where is that stupid fella with my FOBS?! he's taking forever to fix it, plus he doesnt return my calls.
anyway, back to tennis. i think i'm dead rusty. my confidence is really slumping. well, its been like that for years. and speaking of that, just when i was gaining back my feel on basketball, now im nowhere near the courts. damn weather/assignments. then again, everyone around are not very inspiring/motivating to keeping fit, 'cept for the occasional ethan. does it really look like father and son playing tennis?! no way...

i should insist on telling. BenFolds is a real talented musician. i love his voice. it be so cool to have such talented fingers on the piano and a semi sort of melancholic voice to go with it. so nice. though, i'm begining to dig ClayAiken as well. confidence is the key, which i deadly lack. im like AustinPowers losing his modjo.

had my graduation ceremony last saturday (i'll post some photos soon). it was okay, i mean boring. plus the people who attended my gradaution actually sneaked out half way through leaving me there listening to people giving speeches about food and agriculture. atleast i manage to wake up on time for it being that fact lately i've been waking up no earlier than 10am. wasnt exactly a very exciting event for me. its not even a full degree, i mean the idea of graduation is the symbol of an end of an era and into a new one. which in this case would be working world. hence receiving i still had no feeling of accomplishment. i still have no idea whats so exciting about receiving the bach of planning and design? its useless. however, its great to finally be able to see how my great seniors (StephanBekhor, ThomMckenzie, DanButler, PeterFurlong and FionaPoon) actually look like in the physical and not their design works. i've always wondered who they really were, and to my surprise some of them i've seen them around and were in the same tutes. interesting indeed. i had always imagine ThomMckenzie being really tall and slinky, instead it was the opposite. man, its going to be tough, being the fact taht i'll be categorized into the same generation of architects as them.

the easter break...

"Architecture and war are not incompatible. Architecture is war. War is architecture. I am at war with my time， with history， with all authority that resides in fixed and frightened forms. I am one of millions who do not fit in， who have no home， no family， no doctrine， no firm place to call my own， no known beginning or end， no "sacred and primordial site." I declare war on all icons and finalities， on all histories that would chain me with my own falseness， my own pitiful fears. I know only moments， and lifetimes that are as moments， and forms that appear with infinite strength， then "melt into air." I am an architect， a constructor of worlds， a sensualist who worships the flesh， the melody， a silhoutte against the darkening sky. I cannot know your name. Nor you can know mine. Tomorrow， we begin together the construction of a city."

-Lebbeus Woods-

Conceptual Ideas...

here are just some of the stuff i've been working on lately (i like to show off, even if it sucks)
the project brief is to design an Urban Resort... its basically a place for lazy people... go figure.

lovely saturday morning/ afternoon...

managed to squeeze time trying to finish up on my urban design scheme drawings and model. but that was just for thursday. now i'll have to work on the upcoming exhibition next tuesday, not mentioning that i'll have to show some work progress for my RP class on monday.
ooooh this is going to be so fun!
i've decided that quick sketches are most definitely better than quick computer generated perspectives.

oh dearie me...

I love spicy food. eating spicy food is my life. newly purchased spicy indomee is pretty chachacha. but i like it! apparently spicy food helps to increase metabolism rate. heck how would i know is thats true... i can be quite gullible when it comes to these sort of issues. but if all this is true, then i should slurp up the left over chachacha juice in the bowl.

i have this love hate relationship going on with SLEEP. it just takes over and my body is becomes so vulnarable to its power. and i can do nothing except snore and dream that i'm up and running trying to work on my project. i wish i could just not sleep...

anyway. im thinking if i should eat another packet of indomee... NO! i shouldn't. the cold weather is really making me hungry.

today's agenda. a lecture on Asian Cities at 12pm. i really hope this will be interesting. but then again how interesting can a second year subject be. Derham is just bad, basically... its silly to let a caucasian to teach us about Asian customs/culture. all they would bloody know about is the "technical mechanisms" of fengshui. i missed yesterday's screening of "sepet" at the archi faculty. sigh. the timing is just bad. but today KengoKuma is giving a talk about his theoretical position on creating a "place of no place". the only project of his that i know of is the "great bambo wall". nevertheless he shoud be interesting, anything better than having to submit our urban schemes today.

note to self: get a stack of A3 paper. develop digital photos.

how's it gonna be-si... so rediculous-si.it rhymes!

ngo pass few day-si hou hou gan yew stress-i o. last night-si mou meh fan kao yan wai zhou gan yeh. cham man ngo had a presentation-si. yi ga, final year-si zhan hai hou tuo pressure-ah. yat ting yew push ngo chi kei. pat kuo this semester ngo quite enjoy-si, ko project hou interesting-si. and-si ngo tek tutor hou funny-ar. mui yat ngo kin kuei yat ding pit ngo chikei siu. harhar-si... (ngo zhi ngo hou nonsense-si.)
kam yat yao potbless-i at ngo kei CGL-si wukkei. punloi kui tei kiew ngo zhu roast beef-si. mou si kan lah, ngo hou lansi. plus-si ngo have to zhunbui ko biblestudy-ah for kamyat, han yao tangzhan at 2:15 ngo yew appointment kin Nikolas-i zhou LTC biblestudy-ah. ngo hou hou khanlik.

(lei tei kok tak ngo kei canto hou sailei mar? hou chi hai ngo hou keng ler... mou tak teng!)

ngo yika shiong complain-si. aiya... hou toh bills yew kaotim. zhan hai hou kuai ah. kuitei aussie zhanhai hou sucker for money-ah. aik, ngo cha tit mongkei settle ngo kei uni fees-i, han yao rental-si.
haiya... choi pintou ngo boleh wan koko photocopy shop-si. hokkao hou far-si.
okilar... lansi type-si lor. ngo shiong zhou yeh. wash the dishes-si, pay the bill-si, biblestudy-si, and study-si...
(ngo zi you tei feel-si leitei more busy cum stress-si, patkuo this is my blog-si so ngo mat tou tak gong)
hahaha-si...
(ngo zhitou this entry hou boring and iri-tating-si. i think-si leitai mou meh understand-si what i'm trying to say-si. hou complexity-si o. but, ngo zhanhai kok tak ngo kei cantonese-si mou tak teng! because-si i'm the lamyan o!)

whats been up...

do girls who like supermodels and chic stuff dumb? or is it just one of those typical plain girly things. but what are chic's stuff anyway? probably barbies and wrapping themselves up with a face towel.

anyway. been mentally busy and slack at the same time. time is just sooooooo precious that i still keep the watch inside the gift box, forgetting that it still runs with or without being strapped around my wrist...
Major presentation on thursday. and i have to show some sections tomorrow in studio.
Helping out in VBS during the winter break. its my debut trying to handle a bunch of 12 year old kids. apparently i'm qualified to do so because im young and hip and cool and funky. atleast there are still some people who thinks i am. heh. wazzap!
LTC. thank goodness its a small group this time. just hope the other facilitators will remember to focus on the participants and not to treat them as objects. i had enough of birthday celebrations and i have to do bible study with the participant. leave it to me...
Bible study. leading bible study on the book of Romans this friday. well at least all these bible study preparations is making sure my nose is kept in-between the pages.
in no time, me and Paul would be like this... (knots index and middle finger together)!
i dont think i can go exercising this week. i missed basketball today. man thats sad. i think im starting to lose my motivation. no! plus my appetite is getting bigger... darn winter!

okay. back to sections... urban planning is seriously full of rubbish. though i must say, the drawings looks inspirational/ professional. its the in thing now and everyone wants to call themselves urban planners even though in reality its a totally redundant job at times. i still dont understand the significance of urban planning graduates in society. seriously, all they do is cook up a whole lot of theoretical nonsense. trying to figure out the most ideal way of place arrangement, but in the end, all they do is just cutandpaste the precedents. the most ironic part is that they dont know how to design, heck they cant even draw. nevertheless, small urban schematic figure ground diagrams looks pretty cool in a presentation board.
fact is, you dont need an urban planner to figure all that out... an Architect is so much more capable in handling these matters. plus we can draw it out.

funny stuff...

"more with less"... isn't necessary minimalism.

yesterday. caught a glimpse of the men's marathon along Latrobe. it was pretty exciting. too bad we only managed to see the last 2 runners. they should had just given up and went for coffee at the degraves.

Deciding where to go for lunch as a group is such a hassle and pain. i'd rather go alone and decide for myself. everyone just doesnt want to make a decision and different preferences is always a problem. but finally managed to try out one of the greek cafes along lonsdale street. man it was pretty much what i'd expected. all the lovely pastries so tempting.
why is a bougata called a bougata? nevertheless it was delicious/ fattening.
no worries, playing basketball later today. still trying to increase my metabolic rate. spicychickennoodle isnt really helping much.
i found a new secret basketball court(s) between a catholic church and catholic college. so many rims to choose from and all with nets. i love it when the ball goes through the hoop with a "swoosh". still trying to regain my confidence on the floor. damn! lost my tall player to prayer meets.

potbless at Arthur's rectangular table. note to self: sundriedtomatoes and stirfriedveggies are a bad combination. but Arthur's blackforrestcake was pretty good. why the heck is he in Landscape? he should just focus on his baking/cooking. i could imagine him opening up a charkueytiao store. tsktsk. i meant Cafe/ Ristorante. Chris' dishes were pretty interesting as well. haha. for once the guys out win the girls in cooking.

Anyway, i should be reading on AldoRossi. its getting late.

notes...

Aldo Rossi
A. Campo Baeza
Alvaro Siza
Carlo Scarpa
John Pawson
Le Corbusier
Luis Barragan
Mies Van der Rohe
Riken Yamamoto

searching for perfection in relation to... Entortung.

i came across this article while reading the news. its so confusing. its always gross when you read/ see old people being so scandalous. ugh... bad images.

Who is the real seducer?
By PARVEEN GILL

SEREMBAN: Who is the victim? This is the million-dollar question.

A 78-year-old man who became an instant millionaire last month and a 53-year-old widow he befriended three months earlier have made police reports against each other claiming one had seduced the other.

The man was among the Felda Sendayan settlers who got handsome payments from the Government for their land.

The woman, whose husband died 10 years ago, is a direct-selling distributor.

They met at a bus stop four months ago and he became one of her favoured customers.

On Tuesday, the man made a police report claiming she allowed another woman to take photographs of his naked body.

The following day, police picked up the woman for questioning.

In retaliation, she also made a police report, charging that the millionaire had tried to force her to sleep with him.

In his report, the man claimed that the woman had asked him to go over to her house in Seremban 2 to discuss a land proposition and money she owed him.

He said when he arrived at the woman's home, she asked him to undress and to just wear a towel and wait in her bedroom.

He claimed that she later came into the room and ripped off the towel from his body. At the same time, a younger woman came in and took pictures of him in the nude.

The man said the widow then gave him back his clothes and he quickly left the house. He then contacted one of his sons and lodged a report at the district police station here.

The widow, who has two children aged 35 and 30, said the man was trying to defame her because she rejected his marriage offer.

She said he came to her house at 10am on Tuesday.

“He asked for a drink and later he got up and walked into one of the bedrooms. When he came out, he had nothing on but a towel,” she told The Star.

She claimed the man then pulled her hands, but she freed herself and fled into another room.

The man only left when she picked up the house phone and threatened to call the police, she said.

The widow was released on police bail until March 21, pending instructions from the Attorney-General's Chambers on whether there was a case against her.

-the star. 11.03.06

its bedtime...

the great aussie architect Harry Seidler has been certified dead. i actually thought he'd passed away 2 years ago, until i realized that he was still producing designs. well this time im right for sure. was never really a fan of his. maybe one or two buildings (his residential designs are quite nice), but generally its all the same. but he's got taht sort of sunshading stuff going on which is pretty innovative. technically, harry's not an aussie. then again not many well known aussie people are pure aussies. but i think he migrated there during the 2 world war. i think he was from Vienna.
But we've gotta give credit to the bugger though. i mean, he was indeed the father of aussie modernism. apparently he's good friends with Glenn Murcutt, the O.C.D. architect, who only can work with himself and himself alone.

anyway. there was more to what i was going to write. but im pratically brain dead now.

last uni day of the week...

and you wonder why architects spend so much time just to create one simple form.

i played basketball today... and rocked the house down.

i just had to post this up...

i have enemies in melbourne...

cell group. been designated into a new cg. its a manhunt. 70% of the members are guys. and 80% of them are/ were ranked computer gaming freaks; DOTA. Starcraft. CounterStrike. Warcraft. what the?! make that 90% if you include NBA live'04 a nerd game. tsk tsk. im glad people still think i can be 21. i dont look like a final year student. i've got a korean in the cg lineup. ugh. dejavu... 'yOOOUuuuu... OOOOhhh.... UUUGGGhhh.... GGRrrrrr... YOUuu!' darn drunken korean freaks. i shall not further elaborate on that.

LTC. bible study. i got abit lost during the discussion. interesting lineup of facilitators. apparently this semester's LTC would be pretty up close and personal. wonder what would happen if the majority of participants are females. i'll slowly evaporate.

i've been downloading alot of Rnb and funk music. i think im leading back to my old school interest. Basketball and RnB. just like old times during my early high school years. good times with no worries and total carefree. im subconciously trying to hide from the true worries of the future. man, i've never been to stressed out about it. maybe "dating" would keep me distracted. tsk tsk. no no... basketball, i must be true to the game. tennis as well.
i downloaded a whole list of BlackEyedPeas music. "guilty pleasure" as what paul would call it. but they actually do sound good. Will.i.am's a genius. been doing abit of research on funkmusic. hence i guess i be able to appreciate the music better. interesting facts. Fergie from B.E.P was formerly a member of the chic band, wild orchids. and the bands ColorMeBadd, POV, and Fugees were protégés of funk RnB legends Kool&theGang.

some old archi mates/ ex-housemates came down to pay me a visit. money makes the world go round. but its good to have a little catching up with them. see hows everyone doing. its weird being their senior and all. but always glad to help. and i love to embrace my seniority. heh.

anyway, i better go back to reading my text on 'revenge of Place' and drinking my green tea. i feel so ZEN. chill.

antifreeze & aeroplanes...

today was our first design studio class. lots to reflect upon as we begin on the project. i didnt manage to get my first choice. darn it! there goes my chance in winning 20,000 euros. sigh. but i guest its all destine to be in this studio. the theme is on forms and platforms. the studio leader is another old fella whos had heaps of experience/ stories to share. he's more of a scatter brain, but it could be because of language. he's from slovenia. but he seems interesting and passionate. for one thing, he's participated in almost more than 30 competitions in his life. man thats alot. wonder if he had ever won any of them. it was hard to get what he was trying to say, only bits and pieces of it. all that is important is to know that Light is 3 dimensional, and the platform to all forms. and from what i gathered in during the whole introduction is that theres heaps to do. form = models. lots of 'em. well atleast 50% of the students are familliar faces. we all can stress together.

ugh. the kitchen really stinks. i think something died in there.
we've finally gotten ourselves a (tiny) fridge and (leaking) washing machine. not too bad. atleast it purchasing it was convenient. walkable distance. the owner was a pretty nice and friendly chap. and he collects air jordans. he's got almost all of them. apparently he's been collecting airjordans since 1993. so tempted to just grab a pair from the stack. we'll wait till he sells his new fridge then we attack. he's quite a big fella.

no class tomorrow. woohoo! i dropped business law sub because apparently i have not fulfilled my history sub quota. in the end i decided to waive PBL and keep my timber furniture workshop for next semester and take up Asian Architecture. its the only history sub that im vaguely interested. there isnt much history sub choices in the second semester. the ones that interest me i've already completed. sucks. nevermind. i'll just have to befriend one of them folks in PBL class. well, as long as i dont have to take ED then thats fine with me. and i hope it'll stay that way until i graduate.

watch out! here comes the funky man...

today was my keeping fit day. well, it didnt start out to be a keeping fit day. instead it was a slack come home lie on bean bag to read day. but julius managed to persuade me to pursue on my keeping fit regime. running all the way from home to the uni ball courts. that was dreadful. i hate running. but things turn out for the better when we reach for the courts. made my yearly debut on the courts, and it wasnt so bad. we won a total of i think 6 matches. we had 3 straight wins out of the 6. man! i love this game (c). its really the universal game of all sports where people can just come together and and have physical fellowship (okay, that sounded wrong) all because of a basketball. soccer is somewhat similar... but its just too time consuming and the field is just too damn big. not everyone be able to strut their skills, 'cept they end up running back and forth barely even having any whatsoever contact with the ball. haiya bball is much more fun. period. okay second would be tennis, but thats more of an exclusive game.
dinner... i made porridge. i had smelly beancurd cravings. plus i didnt want to gain back all the calories i lost again. just plain ol porridge with raw egg and beancurd. except for julius whom i think is weird for adding sweet chilli sauce into his bowl of porridge. this reminded me of merrick and rosso... with the bearded lady adding sweetchilli sauce in everything.
bought myself a new cd. kool & the gang: gold collection. i've been looking for it almost everywhere. '70s disco, thats the real stuff. the real original funk music!
right now my fingers are crossed. im hoping to get my first choice for my design studio. its a competition with a prize money of 20 grand euros. man i can do plenty with that amount of cash. i'll get myself a new.... ummm. i'll know what to do once i win that money. plus hopefully we'll get our fridge and washing machine by tomorrow. im in need of a fridge and my sweaty laundry is piling up at the corner.
okay im getting sleepy now. class at 11 tomorrow. better brush teeth... the tought/ memory of dr. moy doing a 7 in one blow really creep the jeepers out of me.

i like the way you move...

today/ yesterday/ whichever. we failed to get ourselves a new fridge, and now all our groceries are still lying around the kitchen top with no place to chill. we've officially been striped off our luxurious living lifestyle of furniture. one by one as we watch the movers carry out the stuff. sigh. remembering every moment i've spent with each of the furniture last year, good times.
so now we've opt for a new way of living. a chill out minimalist style crib with bean bags and dim lights. everything is done on the floor except eating, we managed to get a replacement for the dining table. aint as big as the previous one but still good. timber finished. we're still in the process of revamping the place. trying to find the best deals for our essentials, i.e. fridge, washing machine, beanbags... even our new ironing board is at kneel level. we should change our carpet flooring into tatami mats. that would be so what we're in for. plus i hate carpeted floors, especially on rainy days.
while walking around the city looking for a fridge. we experienced a hail storm. that was pretty exciting, particularly when we were observing this guy trying to run across the tram tracks under the storm... and he slipped and fell. that must had hurt. hehe.
heck. im so lazy to type. and i just found out that im playing drums tomorrow... ugh.

smokey mountain lullaby...

back to where it will soon be over. after all the drama at the respective airports, i made it safely here. thankfully. but as i was setting foot into my room oh with horror in my eyes! mineral bottles flooded the area. i was abit irritated wondering who the culprit be. it was sort of expected who the culprit(s) was, girls can be so messy... even when they sleep in a strangers room. okay technically shes not a stranger. oh pls, atleast have the decency to just throw out all the bottles before you leave instead of just leaving it in the room. its a free accomodation, seriously. never again.
ANYWAY, well the place is relatively messy. but im pretty proud of myself being able to wake up early to clean up the place. the place has been vacuumed and the kitchen smells... much better. and all the rotten food in the fridge... (almost) all gone. it got abit confusing figuring out what was expired and whats not. i need to go groceryshopping / supermarketing soon.
Another matter which is a hassle to settle... bills. sigh. it has been piling up in the last 2/3 months. how on earth can the phone bill be so high?! and theres this call to Lorne where nobody seems to know who it came from, 12AUD for just one phone call. geez!
besides cleaning up the place, i managed to run some errands down at uni. there has been a few changes at the faculty. all the doors are now painted in slick black, and they finally created a direct cut through from the archi building to the faculty office. architects think so alike at these matters. i've also manage to select my electives. taking up a business law subject this semester (been thinking of doing a business/law sub since early last year), and its back to night studio sessions again. for 2 days a week i might have to end class at 915pm. i dread to think of walking home at that hour during late autumn. it seems like a pretty packed semester, although i think i might have fridays off again.

my oh my, just found out from my sources that a friend is attached to another friend of mine. interesting. how did it all happened eh. never suspected it to happened, then again there was this once i remembered we all plotting on throwing eggs at him on his birthday and she was the mastermind of it all. hehe. cute. i still am amazed... how?

dalam benci ada rindu...

it was a pretty slow day today. 'cept for the morning drama at home and at work. 3 more days before i complete my industrial training period. cant wait for it to end actually, definitely a very different experience from my previous company. hubbahubbahubba...
work in the morning was relatively exciting actually, stepped into the office and everyone was in no time updating me on the current status of the jesselton project. the client is getting impatient on the progress, but i just cant be bothered. still irritated by the mess left by the previous guy doing the project. damn lousy. nevertheless the morning was fun... i got to print out my drawings in A1 format. its always cool to print out drawings in a big scale. so profesional.
however the afternoon was somewhat the opposite. dragging myself to kill the time. maybe it was because i was sleepy. maybe i should had taken that nap instead of leaving the house earlier than usual. i can be so impulsive at times. i was so dead tired that i had to steal my colleague's coffee sachet that she placed near the hot water boiler. i think she was planning to make her own coffee plus that was the last sachet in the pantry. poor girl, i think she knows. i just pretended to show that i needed it more than her.
the heat + traffice here is driving me nuts, but i can imagine KL being 50x worse. WONDER WHY I GET MYSELF INTO SILLY WHIRLWINDS like that. besides, its just traffic. how much damage/ disruption can it cause. man! i can be such a loser.
paul's leaving tomorrow. cant believe he manage to squeeze in 2 wins from me. that reminds me, i better call julius' mom... soon.

ANYWAY, other shocking events. U2 won best album and song of the year. where the heck did thay come from?! out of nowhere. that was a real surprise...it definitely must had been a mistake.

i feel like reformating my mac... s'up!

my grandpa passed away 2 days ago and the funeral was today. my first ever funeral and on top of that it was just before the chinese new year. time always has a way of surprising you. although it was a pretty depressing event, it was still touching to see alot of people at the funeral. all i could see and hear were tears and sniffs.
a simple and humble man was really honored today. during these few days i've been reflecting on the times while he was alive, how unclose i was to him. i think the only words i've ever said to him was the usual Hi(s) and Bye(s) and the only physical contact made was the respectable handshake. nevertheless, deep down i knew that he loved us grandchildren, through that big smile of his whenever he sees us. he was definitely a man of few words. but things sort of changed when he moved to the old folks home. i guess when you become deaf, all you could do is talk since listening wasnt an option any more.
i never knew his faith in God was so deep and faithful. only till when i visited him once at the oldfolkshome and during the funeral. i always thought he and grandma were just sunday church goers and wasnt actively involve in church. turns out he was the church's official tailor and he's got plenty of homies at the church.
come to think of it, i do kinda miss him abit. miss the times when he was still living with grandma. the sifu in making "kiu ngiuk" and "pak cham kai"... yummy. i guess the tradition has been passed down to my dad, who is a relatively excellent tailor and at making "kiu ngiuk". but we've yet to taste his "pak cham kai". next in line to inherit the tradition would be... ummm.
now im really curious on how tomorrow would turn out to be at the reunion dinner. today was interesting, bcoz i get to see all my uncles and aunties in tears, a rare occasion you see them do it all together.
besides the funeral, it was a mudfest today. it was a muddy funeral from the funeral parlor all the way to the burial ground. thanks to my brother's judgement, we almost got stuck in the mud. the poor lady who drove right in the middle of the huge puddle of mud was seriously trapped. we couldnt help coz we couldnt afford to dirty ourselves, so all we could do was just watch her trying to get out of the danger zone for a few minutes before we decided to just turn back and leave her to figure it out on her own. later on the road to the burial ground was equally aweful... we had to walk through the mud. we were all muddy ankle down and i ruined my nice pair of shoes. knew i should had worn the other pair. well, atleast it only rain before and after the funeral.

other news. ive been playing alot of basketball on alternate days. got my self new custom made in-soles. the price of it is almost like a pair of shoes. infact its even more expensive than my new basketball shoes, which is giving heaps of feet problems. after trying out my new in-soles, i've developed blisters at my arc. i really really hate my feet. if only i had normal feet, it has faltered me from getting into the NBA. sigh... the "if only" dilemma.
but im still gonna play ball tomorrow. i dont care. i still kick butt.

humid christmas...

back in koata kinabalu. the weather really humid but thankfully its been pretty clouded lately. i feel like playing tennis or go swinging golf clubs. i hate sitting down looking at my buncho. been feeling abit eeky since yesterday. the flu has kicked in, and my throat is sore. ugh.

christmas is in 2 days and work starts next week. such a pity serene couldnt be here for christmas eve dinner. but i guess we have jocelyn as a replacement. tsk tsk. and paul did say that the both of them have similar characters. i honestly dont see the resemblance. but excited and nervous to start work at this new firm. wonder if the staff would be as friendly as my previous one. or would they all just chuck me at a corner to do my own thing. but i do hope that they will slightly more serious and not all talk and play in the office. its too distracting. please dont let me sit right under the aircond. also, i found out that im neighbours with my boss. small world.

fed my doggy with some beer the other day. hehe... he's one hellava alchoholic k9. hmmm. i think i'll go see what she's up to.

i think god can explain...

had lunch at NamLoong today. fried chicken chops with thai sauce. mmmm... oily and salty. im not surprise if i have high blood pressure. decided to sit right infront near the front door. was curios to find out how popular their "paos" are. since my arrival, all the following customers only came in to take away "paos". one guy bought 6 of every type of "pao", and that would be around 7 different types. minutes later he came in again to order porkchop with rice to take away. he looked abit like jensen... oh no! jensen.
i love sitting there with a pot of chinese tea and taking my on sweet time. for one its supposed to be healthy, plus its free. after one pot of that, my stomach was bloated. ahhhh... i feel cleanse. oh, now im remembering someone once said i look like a hamsap old man drinking tea and playing chinese chess. thank goodness i dont fit in that prescription, i suck in chinese chess.
chinese people are really good at utillising the mirror. almost all chinese restaurants installs mirrors along their wall. well... theres not much you can do with a mirror. one, would be to make the illusion that the space is bigger. second, it actually is supposed to chase ghosts away, ghosts apparently hates seeing their reflection. third, the female tauke is vain together with all her "good looking" chinese boy waiters. and finally would be for security, economically. to sum it all up, its fengshui.

oops. gotta go. appointment.

i like being a foreigner...

sweet november was... boring. the only reason why i was kept glued to it was the ending, if they would live happily ever after or not. the more i see Keanu act, the more i agree that he's not really that good of an actor. but then again, the whole movie was a mess. there was no climax in it, the whole plot was so stagnated. when the heck did they started to fall in love? to me it seemed like they already did from the moment they met. weird.
the movie plot was a typical one. similar to those korean drama series where two people decided to get together for whatever reason but strictly not to fall in love. then they get all happy happy together, then sad, then mushy. soon enough they realise that they actually like each other. But! then there's a catch... all the while the girl has cancer and is near mortality. but guy still wants to be with girl, but girl doesnt wanna ruin the moment. girl leaves and dies, and guy... moves on, thinking that it was a whole bunch of balony. oh it isnt so hard to be a director/script writer.
just hope i wont be too dissapointed about Keanu's movie next year, the remake of IL Mare.

aunt May called. she wanted to invite me to her house for christmas. nice family. its funny, i'm in the same team with her daughter in the worship team but instead i talk to the son. wonder why she name her son Christopher instead of Peter. so cool, he could had been called Peter Parker Tan... and she be aunt May. wait, that's wrong... its her son you idiot.
the church really is a lovely little family. everyone looks out for each other and the pastor really is a good example. hope they would have something on during easter. ofcourse they will, its a church. i'm still trying to figure out the different adult clicks within the church. see which group of family hangs out together or maybe they do rotation.
i talked to the organist today, well, it was more like he was talking to me. come to think of it, i dont think it was really much of a conversation. he was just informing me that we're using the wrong chords for the hymn. doesnt really affect me much. old people arent really good listeners. they love to talk or just trying to find a chance to use their voices. its like that Warren guy, the super friendly fella who talks to almost all the new faces. he can talk to you for hours given the opportunity. but he's really nice and hospitable. the only time i remember talking to him was outside the church sitting on the steel bench. he had a cold, and didnt want to infect the whole congregation with his germs. cant remember what we talked about, only remember the word- Vietnamese. how i ended up there? i was late for church.
cute little church, hope they wont get too ambitious like Reverend Lee. he's probably starting a new service next year, the 1800 hours service. no offence. numbers says it all. most people in the world seeks for acceptance and not really for God. but apparently he accepts everyone for who they are so they go for it. strangely, most christians dont offer that. then again the world doesnt either, but just an illusion of it. i guess thats why at the end of the day, its true that the quality of the congregation counts more than the quantity of them. if you take time and think, the sermon is only half as important as the congregation that creates the atmosphere of it. but ofcourse we must always be aware of the brainwashing sermons. when the pastor says... "Show me the Money!"

Anton's birthday yesterday. jules called to remind me about it. thank goodness Perth is 3 hours behind. its never too late. wonder what do normal people do on their 23rd birthday during the month of december. odd number. its a michael jordan number, i'm officially a legend. i hope the belly doesnt come with it.

found a carpenter cd while clearing up some stuff. so many scratches. i remember seeing a product which cleans cds in Office Works. interesting. and it costs less than $10, wonder if thats considered reasonable. it doesnt even require batteries, only manual labour. its been awhile since i've seen a new technology that uses a medieval touch. savvy.

smells like teen spirit...

i was the little drummer boy in church today, and i played horribly. my drumming skills has become somewhat mundane and repetitive. i just have no idea/ clue of any new creative ways to play the songs. then again, i'm trying not to create a scene and attention. too funky would result in piercing eyes, especially today which i assume i was the loudest instrument after the organ and piano. the stupid guitar guy forgot to bring batteries for his acoustic. i was terrible and i made funny faces everytime i made an error.i should stop doing that. i hate 3/4 beats, i just dont know what to do with it, its a beat thats neither here nor there. and i sort of screwed up the 6/8 beat song today. i was thinking to myself the whole time... "what the heck am i doing?". so embarrasing!
communion was done by swee teng (Ps melvin's bro-in-law). was half concentrating. the front part was interesting when he talked about communion back in the days, where it was divided between the rich and poor. the rich start having their own feast without waiting for the poor people. after that i was distracted by... i dont know what.
the sermon was i think supposed to be interesting. i manage to catch a few points out of it. ummm... example when ps melvin said that there is no such thing as a perfect church. well, it might had been until you join the church and then it becomes not perfect because of your imperfection disease. and another one... i forgot. i couldnt quite put the whole thing together though. i think he saw me yawn... twice. i couldnt help it, its sort of a habit in the morning actually, even if i wasnt sleepy.

My portfolio is now 75-80% done. printing in uni is relatively expensive but i had the whole lab to myself, not like it really mattered. everything now is in A3.
anyway, now all thats left to do for my portfolio is editing up my 3rd year works and modify my industrial training projects (which would be... later). i cant believe the uni lab doesnt have Adobe Illustrator. its so much better than photoshop in arranging presentation boards. thank goodness i never deleted the one in my laptop.

the weather is really friggin cold. its been like that for almost a whole week. i like it.

i actually had something to blog about chocolates but i cant remember what it was now. oh yea! and i wanted to share what i learnt about K-19, the soviets first 2nd generation sub. but i'll do that another time. i think i'll go clean my kitchen instead.

Brit Pop...

finally managed to check out the British Art exhibition at the NGV. i love the "image of revolt" display the best. its so intense and alive, my eyes just glue itself like there was a magnet pulling it, you'd have to i had to literally turn my head away. i think the partial reason why it was interesting was because all these art pieces were immediate reactions towards the cold war, how every artist and movement reacted towards the situation in the 60s. Brits are so conservative/ pseudo-radical in their expression. i guess thats why pop culture was never really pop anyway, IMHO.
aside from that, i visited the brit prints display as well, the less-famous works of some of the famous artists. it was quite funny especially the dialectic prints between pharmaceutical products and art by Damien Hirst.


i hate those yelling advertisements on tv. they treat us viewers as if we're deaf or something. big text and loud voices, oh yea, gets our attention indeed. 'nuff said... im thristy.

did you know? Actor Daniel Wu actually graduated with a BA in Architecture at the University of Oregon. interesting.

city of ideas...

rats! the place is a mess. that's right, just like a rat hole. okay... what else besides that. hmmm.
christmas is coming... very soon. lately the weather has been really cold for a summer season. weird. but i wouldnt want it any better, nice cooling wind breeze which is not too cold to wear a jumper either. just nice.

i think i should continue to go swimming. well, atleast im not gaining any weight at this present moment. eating sufficiently, 2 meals a day and all before 7pm. at this rate... i'll be trim and slim in no time. i know exactly what im gonna do when i head back next year to kota kinabalu.

i've grown bored of reading about Che Guevera. the Cuban missile crisis was all about nothing, i guess thats when the interest faded.

heres an advice from me, never use turkey mince to make pasta, its aweful, the smell is too strong. eww.

thumbsucker...

It's like I just woke up one morning
Looked at the way that we live
Thought things could be so much better
There must be better than this

And if I relocated
To where the grass is greener
Maybe I'd be happy again
But I'm a little bit disappointed
Cos now I've got my freedom
But I'm still looking over the fence

It's always the same
At the end of the day
You always want what you haven't got

It's like the hands on the clock stopped turning
Right at the moment you left
You went looking for something better
You stopped me dead in my tracks

It's a bittersweet emotion
That I'm feeling baby, now you're happy again
But I'm a little bit disappointed
Cos now you've got your freedom

But you're still looking over the fence
It's always the same
At the end of the day
You always want what you haven't got

It's always the same
It won't ever change
You always want what you haven't got

Thought if I relocated
To where the grass is greener
Maybe I'd be happy again
But I'm a little bit disappointed
'Cos now I've got my freedom
But I'm still looking over the fence

It's always the same
At the end of the day
You always want what you haven't got

It's always the same
It won't ever change
You always want what you haven't got

"You Always Want What You Haven't Got"
-lighthouse family

question: how do you add music into blogs?


its hilarious. one of my favourite scene was when the dentist was trying hypnosis on justin.

Dentist: Call on your power animal...
Justin : Come Here!
Dentist: do it in your mind.

birthday extravaganza...

there was a big bash during the weekend. good food, fine company, and big bulging bellys.

the menu
appetizer: pumpkin and spinach fritata
main: a whole roasted chicken with stuffings and vegetables, served with mash potato
dessert: chocolate pudding






yum.

good stuff...

hot summer night...

ahhhhhh...
i should really thank JM for the amount of help shes done. awesome kicks!

ahhhh... so now aside from working in the summer.
theres always a book...


new music...


and a bottle of ice cold beer.


KFC tonight!! woohoo!! fat indeed...

d-day... oh i can't wait.

lots of things running through my mind.
im thinking of all the things i can do and should be doing, once my exam is all over. okay... since jules would be here, i guess i have to/must start playing tennis again since the optifast remedy is abit too pricy for me. sadly so.
other things to complete... ummm. its all written down on a piece of paper somewhere. i'll find it later.



the season 1 of HOUSE has finally come to an end. i thought they would immediately screen season 2 during the summer, instead its some lame medical show, "strong medicine", with female "heroes". maybe i should read more instead. tsk tsk.

okay i better be heading off!

life's a dream...

hidden persuasion...

martyrdom... its funny, just today on the abc channel there was this documentary about martyrdom being a religion. the journalist approached one of the iran army general asking him on his oppinion regarding the issue. and he said he was proud of them folks... and he told the them that america better be careful... they be a threat to the americans.
americans dont try to be funny, coz we be killing ourselves... hows that?! now lets see who you at war this time.

my fingers are tied in a gazzillion crossing knots. hope i'll get the job!

christmas is just around the corner. this would be my first sweaty christmas at aussieland. my house is gonna be packed!
since jm and sis would be away this friday, i think i'll head down for the christmas lighting ceremony on friday... santa's gonna be there! then again its not like i care. he's fat.

ugh. first and only paper is next thursday. then i'll be free from this 'orrible "no man's land" dilemma.

dialectic...

is this true?! we've been fleeced...

REASON WHY IN SEJARAH OF MALAYSIA SINCE YEAR 1999 Study about HANG TUAH is MISSING ?????

" The Truth Reveal (with evidence)"
In June 1998, the government of Malaysia had hired a team of experts
Received: from local by SmtpFwd via local research project to
compliment the history studies that we undertaken in our secondary
school. The objective of the research is simply:

1. To find prove and evident that show the Malays are the origins of
Malaysia and they are the first race and religion that lands their
foot in Malaysia.

2. To further strengthen their claims, first they need to find the
grave yard of the Hang Tuah, Hang Jebat, Hang Lekiu and etc..to show
the existant of their pioneer.

3. The Batu bersurat in Terengganu, reveals that the islamic religion
has landed in malaysia for a hundred years ago which furth! er
strengthen their claims!

That is why, we are taught with sejarah (history of malaysia)!!!!

BEWARE & OPEN YOUR EYES!!! go ask your brother, sister, niece, newphew
and etc. etc, since the year 1999 (if i'm not mistaken) or year 2000,
do they study about HANG TUAH anymore????????

Why is that popular subject GONE????? Missing in action??????? or
Evidence reveals something different that causes the government to
stop the syllabus and HIDE the TRUTH????????


Here are the Evidences of the findings by the team of scientists,
archaeologist, historian and other technical staff from the United
State, United Kingdom, Germany, Canada, Yemen & Russia.


The evidence are:

1) They finally found the grave yard of Hang Tuah, Hang Jebat and
etc..., their skeleton had been analise and samples of DNA had been
taken with the results show:

Hang Tuah, Hang Jebat, hang Lekiu and mates, they are not Malay!!!!!!
They are CHINESE! (islamic)from china!!! and why are they here in
Malacca????? Because they are in a misison to protect the UNGRATEFUL
MALAY from the potential attack of SIAM (Thailand)!!!


So Hang tuah is not malay hero!!! they are the protector of the
useless and ungrateful Parameswara (who is from INDONESIA)landed in
Malacca and claim the land belongs to him!!!
The hang tuah bunch of people are all from china, they are being
assign to malacca because parameswara request the Ching Dynasty
Emporer for protection!!!

This is why the Hang Tuah series of history is MISSING from the SEJARAH!!!!

2nd. Evidence:
The researchers hired by the government found the oldest tomb
stone(grave yard) in Kelantan in year 2000. Suprisingly the tomb stone
are at least 900 years old!!!! older than the so-called batu bersurat.
and the best thing is, it belong to the Chinese.
Being landed first in Malacca doesn't mean malay is the first in
Malaysia cos during that time, the road is too long for them to see
the other side of the coast!!! ! where the chinese has landed far
more earlier.

If you want the black and white evidence of the truth reveals please write to:

The Federal Association of Arc & Research of Michigan, USA

-forwarded mail


its true. the hang tuah epic was the only thing i liked about history. the rest was boring and confusing.
im curious, was the hangtuah story really taken out from the sejarah melayu syllables? i doubt the chinese would actually bother about this issue even if it were true. as long as the money continues to roll in then there shouldnt be a problem. maybe we could get even with a revised NEP.
dont worry, pak lah will handle this. he looks chinese to me.

thanks anton- the china rock man, for the forwarded mail.

it begins on the 18th...

i love enya's music. its so mysteriously magical that it could take me places, beautiful places. i always feel like im floating when i listen to her music. its intense, and simultaneously soothing.
i can always remember the first time i met her. it was in singapore many many years back. the song/ mtv was "anywhere is" and it was screen onto a big huge screen right in front of the museum. the mtv really went well with the song. the theme for the museum was about dinosaurs. and i clearly remembered that we took part in this lego competition to contruct a miniature lego dinosaur. it was pretty exciting. i remember next to us was this mother and her little boy. it was a one lady show. she was quite good, her dino was red in colour adn it was a t-rex. sadly her problem was that she couldnt get the little dino to stand, tsk tsk, unstructurally sound. the head was too big. so anyway, we won.
the singapore trip was strange. i could remember playing basketball at one of the HDB flats. and singaporean guys cant play basketball for nuts. i remembered that they sucked pretty badly. and the 3point line was cacat. it was so easy to score.

i'm still deciding if i should go marketing or continue my work at the business school's library.

for Her...

I needed the shelter of someone's arms
And there you were
I needed someone
to understand my ups and downs
And there you were
With sweet love and devotion
Deeply touching my emotion
I want to stop and thank you baby
I just want to stop and thank you baby
I close my eyes at night,
Wondering where would I be without you in my life
Everything I did was just a bore,
Everywhere I went it seems I'd been there before
But you brightened up for me all of my days
With a love so sweet in so many ways
I want to stop and thank you baby

You were better for me than I was for myself
For me, there's you and there ain't nobody else
I want to stop and thank you baby
I just want to stop and thank you baby

tie a yellow ribbon... 'round the old oak tree

A few days ago i had to unclog my kitchen sink. i was waiting for my sink to be clogged up since march, and it finally did. THANK YOU!! Theory proven.
as usual black water leaks out as i unscrewed the deep seal P trap (haha! i still can remember the term after 2 years), or was it an S trap? whatever.
Anyway, what came after the black water was totally unexpected. aside from the leftover rice, there were chopsticks, straws and a satay stick plus a bunch of hair- i dont want to know where it came from. well... that's what you get when you don't use a sink trap/filter. shucks! i should had done this when my housemates were at home. nvm, wait another 10 months and i can re-prove my point.

ugh, my hands are so coarse and peel-y it don't feel whenever i scratch my back. plus the increase of moles all over me just proves that the future aint so far away (note to self: sunscreen).
i just realise that the crispy chicken rice shop on swanston is pretty good. i can still taste the chicken in my head. plus 5 dollars including a softdrink is pretty okay. and to think that i actually considered going down to the KFC on bourke street.

aside from my graduate trip to Beijing. publishing a book when im 30 would be another goal to achieve. i dont know how on earth will i be able to do that with my bad grammar and limited vocab, but i should. less things to hassle when i reach my 40s. i'm actually pretty anxious in hitting the big 30. i dont know why. just another phase of life i wanna get over and done with.
they say that a man gets more attractive as he gets older. in fact, it actually makes a guy younger. who would had known 2 years ago people thought i was 30, but now at present times they mistake me for being 18.
30 is the age similar to when a girl turns 21. then again i take that back, girls arent really all that adult when they hit 21. they only assume/ pretend to be.they are dirty. girls make a big deal being 21 and guys sigh when they're only 21.

i've got two funny jokes to share... from yours truly Dr. Gregory House.

joke 1.
Patient: it's like my heart is on fire. like it's, oh i don't know, like..."
Dr. House: Burning?
Patient: Exactly!
Dr. House: hmm. Sounds almost like... heartburn.
Patient: so can you give me something?
Dr. House: like a thesaurus?

joke 2.
Dr. House: Ah, a rash, call a dermatologist. If it's wet, keep it dry. if it's dry, keep it wet. if it's not supposed to be there, cut it off. i never could remember all that.

i still wonder if moths really do produces itchy powder. i just killed one.. and there were powdery remnants all over the table.

its late and im a coke addict...

oh before i sleep. i should intro... my doofy bro. muahaha....

*YAWN*

its a hot and sunny day...

for once... proper feedback. i should try to avoid creating the obvious. stay away from the expected. and my housemate is complaining that he has to wear underwear. yes its tight, i know.
btw, the image is a progressive sketch from my design. i still cant put it down. if i never draw the live, i would run out of paper just the way i use my toilet rolls. mayb i should start using recycled paper. excuse the big text. standard procedure.
i borrowed 2046 but yet to watch it. its good... it better be. and am watching this new korean drama serial- Lover's in Paris. its the first serial that im pretty interested in watching. well it hasnt gone draggy yet, and i guess english subtitles always help. however, there are certain obstacles that prevents us from finishing it. sigh.
oh man, its really hot here. i think i'll use the living room instead. my room's an oven.

Aja!

YELLOW is the color...

i should start learning how to add colour. maybe i should start to learn how to render. make this little puppy glow.

before bedtime...

hehe... sneak preview. thursday is final presentation... ugh. stress...

attacking the TEXT...

its a friday evening. the cats and dogs came out to play right in the midst of our journey back home. i should be doing my model, i feel inspired to finish it up since now with my newly purchased base had already done half of the work for me.
it better! cost me a bomb!! ugh.

finally my first real theatrical experience. went to watch this play by the NewYorkCityPlayers- the Good Samritan, or more like the irony of being a good samaritan. its true... nice guys finish last. everything was near perfect, 'cept for my bowel problem. NEVER EVER should you eat expired fish the day before watching a play. its aweful... i wanted to die. plus there wasnt an interval session inbetween. haha! well atleast in melbourne i managed to watch a jazz performance (instrumental improvisation), theatre, and art exhibitions. i really should remind myself to go visit the SPAN gallery, and i must not miss the tate gallery exhibit. i should walk down the art precinct area more often.
anyway, the best part of the whole theatrical experience was the set piece. i loved it. its so artificially real, every detail of it was well thought. when i was scanning through the space i was thinking back on the 2 sets i've done for ocf... perfect murder & jazz night. ugh. give me a hundred thousand and i would still probably not be able do a very good job on it.
okilar, but i thought the interview after the play was boring. what the heck were they saying? the answers were so cliche, all artist would tell you what they are doing is totally the opposite from mainstream. every creator claims not to do/ create something of the ordinary... who does anyway?! no houselights... creating an interaction between the audience, we architects do that everyday, proclaiming that the inside of our buildings has a relationship between the outside... interacting dialogue with nature/ the adjacent context. Back to the set piece, i do give them thumbs up for that. i've been pretty interested in set designs ever since my involvement in them and seeing the exhibition on Steven Butler's theater designs at the Bendigo art gallery. an alternative option if/when my architectural dream crumble and fall.
oki, what the heck did i just wrote about?! basically the play was interestingly good.

lately i'm suddenly into R&B again. i still think K-ci & Jojo is one of the ultimate R&B dinamic duo. they are unique. been downloading some of the passe artists like... Stevie wonder, Lauryn hill, New Edi, Jon B, Babyface, HumanNature, All4One, Blackstreet, etc. to me R&B = Basketball. the early high school days... thats what happens if you mix around with koreans.

nothing's change...

time is running out. only less than 2 weeks before the semester ends. eek. with me is a book entitled- "the teaching of buddha". this would be a good time to convert i guess. wonder how things would work out if we had the grace of God and learn the teachings of buddha.
during the weekend i watched a spike lee movie- jungle fever. its a movie on about racism, class, drugs and affairs. i must say the dialogues were pretty intense at some parts, kind of reminds me of the Wong kar-wai sort of movies. a whole lot of characters in the movie having their own sketch, but are all interconnected into one big plot.
the main conclusion of the movie would is the argument between what is more of the issue- inter-racial relationships or drug addicts. in the movie everyone made a huge fuss about black people getting together with white people, but all the drug addicts were silently increasing in numbers. people was just being ignorant about the issue. it was like all the druggies were actually running around the streets but nobody could even care-less. however with just one inter-racial affair, the whole town went totally balistic and the focal point was on them.
then the ultimate debate was about black men needing to get a white gal to feel more superior. and there aint enough good black man around, the so-called good ones are dating 10 other women at one go. but then again maybe there are good men around... they could be the garbage man, janitors, etc. blabla...
spike lee is quite a genius. i should try and get hold more of his movies. the soundtrack's pretty poetic as well.

other events. i met ellen at the library. its been a real long time since i've seen her. i use to see her pretty often around the library, but now theres hardly a familiar face around. shucks! she finishes on the 7th. thats 2 weeks before me.

urges. i miss walking around the Ramadan bazaars. all the kuih... ayam panggang... murtabak... etc. just walking around smelling all the food brings so much joy to my tummy. MMMMMmmmmmMmmm...

the final 2 weeks...

i stay here...

i love pumpkin soup...

cheesecake... mmm st kilda.

a wannabe...

contesting spaces...

passion versus money. with passion, you'll be remebered; money, you'll be forgotten.

nonsense...

was thinking in the shower. wondering whats all this about people constantly receiving word/ revelation etc from God. these people at every second believes that God speaks to them of what to say. opens up the Bible and tells people but basically repeats the same thing over and over. someone talks about love of how we should instill a lifestyle of love... and then someone comes up and says, " i think God is telling me to tell you that he wants us to love your neighbours".
ironically, these people are clueless in other sorts. things probably that mattered more. or maybe in human standards matters more. If god really speaks to them then why doesnt he tell them things like... "theres a rumour going around abt $900 deficit pls clear it up" or like, "you should be doing this or that etc"...
instead God tells them redundant matters, that seems encouraging but really doesnt help much anyway. its all about throwing bible verses around. and the purpose for? nothing. they dont know what the heck is going on... only know bible verses that dont really tell you specifically what to do. after all that, they would feel like they've been an encouragement to others but actually they had not done much.
eg: someone comes up at the end of the day and says... "God is speaking to me... telling me to tell you guys not to be discourage but continue to trust his word." heck... i tell myself that practically everyday. why not tell me something i dont know. like... campo baeza is holding an exhibition at the artscentre next fall. i mean that would defintely make me feel deeply encouraged, that will definitely instill hope in me to look forward to the future.
in the end, its we ourselves who have to figure it out what to do.
slap them in the face.

a world without thieves...

sigh. my stomach is growling incessantly like a grizzly bear. then again, maybe its more like a puma. anyway its hungry but my kitchen is in a big big mess. terrible.
i'm heading off to the city before i head for school. errands to run. drawings to print. umm.

-studio
-adv services discussion
-prayer meet
-assignments/projects
-presentation

okay. i better be cracking on my attachment work end of the year. hmmm.
i wonder where can i get one of those wrist bands... white/yellow/green ones. they look pretty cool. funky.
better head for the city, might stop by for brunch since im there. i wish the market was open today.

**twilight...

it was good to see my tutor after the long 2 week break. and i guess it goes the same for him reading by the way he was giving me a big wave seeing me in the studio. haha. i actually enjoy/ like my design tutor for a change. after 3 semesters in unimelb finally one of them sort of makes sense. first one was a overly cina lady, followed by super eccentric/gay fella, then later a German sausage who have not a clue what he's doing.
hmmm. my schedule for the week:

tue: adv services tute / lecture
wed: lunch with Jensen/ Gym
thu: Studio
fri: PC/MC studies-presentation (that reminds me, i have not finish reading the reader)

i've got a mail from the tennis club. aussie open 2006. wonder if i should go if im staying behind for the summer. it is going my final year here next year. hmmm. $148 for the men's final. heck! why melbourne?! one ticket should be enough, coz its definitely going to be a Safin match. no doubt about that. whoa the championship package is $560. if only it was in ringgit.

A Hymne to God the Father

Wilt thou forgive that sinne where I begunne,
which is my sin, though it were done before?
Wilt thou forgive those sinnes through which I runne,
And doe them still: though still I do deplore?
When thou hast done, thou hast not done,
For, I have more.

Wilt thou forgive that sinne by which i wonne
Others to sinne? and, made my sinne their doore?
Wilt thou forgive that sinne which I did shunne
A yeare, or two: but wallowed in, a score?
When thou hast done, thou hast not done,
For, I have more.

I have a sinne of feare, that when I have spunne
My last thred, I shall perish on the shore;
Sweare by thy selfe, that at my death thy Sunne
Shall shine as it shines now, and heretofore;
And, having done that, Thou hast done,
I have no more.

- John Donne

been reading poetry from john donne lately. haha. half the time i have not a clue what he's saying. but the ones that i do, i think its lovely. so true. so real. so jaded.
i'm getting sleepy and i have to wake up before 10 tomorrow. and i've been waiting already for about an hour to take my shower. my housemates are really slow. and tony's portugese gal has a creepy stare. she smiles friendly yet she wants to eat you.

learning how to stand is why you fall...

its wednesday the first week of the break. man, having hair is so troublesome. what the heck am i supposed to do with it?! but girls dig hair. makes you look more human. and i've a lil zit between my eyebrows. mind you im not metrosexual nor am i vain. its what they call personal hygene.

anyway, later im going over to the studio to see my tutor. i only managed to whip up 2 different proposal. i dont know exactly how many he wanted when he told me to create alternatives. sigh. i wish i could finalized my friggin building then i can go off to doing my plans and sections etc. then later on to meet my groupmate for Adv Services- assignment 2. ugh. i hate ESD!! its totally a bunch of nonsense. archi students just love to use that as an excuse to their design intentions. then they go about designing all these weird buildings claiming that its for "Environmentally Sustainable" purposes. thats just a euphamism. just 10% for 2 A3 sheets of research. waste of time.
tonight, dinner with my ltc group. i still have no idea what to bring! hmmm. probably just get them greentea swissroles or maybe icecream. and i am going to miss this weeks episode of HOUSE!! oh no. the first break of my watching streak. wonder whats this weeks episode about. trying to remember last weeks preview for this week. i know someone is going to be terribly ill i think. doh.

i've been thinking about it last night. and realized that its about time i let go of the group. let them run around on their own. there isnt a strong reason why we should help keep the bond together. they will get their way around strengthening it themselves i supposed. all i'll keep is an open door. or maybe just ajar. whatever suits.

im staring at jon's basketball. and i really dont know what to do with it. i do really wanna play with it, but the courts are just so far away. and who the heck is gonna play with me. actually i dont really bother who but if only the basketball court was 200meters away, i'd be shooting hoops everyday. maybe i should go swimming later. argh!

i'm spiderman...

tired... going to bed

its funny how much information this picture can give away.

a sauna is always refreshing. its amazing how in just one day i managed to burnt out over 200 of calories. too bad it'll probably be gain back tomorrow. sigh.

obsession...

theres a price to pay for everything. for instance junkfood/cookies/icecream. everytime i consume one of those buggers, i'd have to sweat it out just to keep a complete balance of my body weight(then again, its not like i do it anyway). but! now with EasySlim i can eat all the junk i want AND still stay in shape at the SAME time. wonderful! plus i would like to think its simultaneous. (i've realized that i cant stop talking about this easyslim thing...) i love Malt biscuits... absolutely MALTILICIOUS!! *crunch*

and for tonight, ive got marinated beef in the fridge. AND i've found a new way to poach my chicken with stock. im thinking if i should invite Chialit over for dinner. hmmm. maybe not. i'd prefer to keep all the food to myself thank you. and theres HOUSE today. now i see why porterHOUSE steaks are called porterhouse steaks. cows just love dr HOUSE. well i do!
so what should i do with the greens... what would happened if i baked the bakchoi? eeww.

reminders: School fees. ehehe. oops. and the gas bill. if only i'd remembered yesterday.

reorientating the Fengshui...

i decided to go for the IP thing on tuesday. reason probably was curiosity, like what the heck do they do over there. and i felt that it be best if i check it out for myself just to have some insight since one of my cell member might be taking up as prayer coordinator. atleast i would know the scope he be dealing with. interesting, it was like a therapy session. everyone was seated in a circle and the person in-charge sat on a higher chair with her legs crossed with a pen and notebook. and as they were going around sharing, she would be nodding her head while jotting down notes. haha. im thinking- AngerManagement. the main prayer theme today was on leadership breakthrough or something like that, as Jolyn insists the more personal the better. seeing how things went, i predicted that it would probably last for hours. i felt bad leaving early actually. quite early in fact, plus the fact i was 10 minutes late. hehe. surprisingly it was a small group. 12 people excluding me. and out of that only 3 guys (excluding me). i see what they meant by there are no men around to plow away the snow from the road. and how the only sortofseniority around would be yours truly- Nigel.

other events: Ah Han is still in search for a girlfriend. apparently he's getting pretty desperate. haha. still not desperate enough to go for the immediate availables yet. tsk tsk. and Joy has a crush on one of my design studio groupmate who sat right behind her during Services lecture. tsk tsk. i can see why she likes him. they both wear black framed glasses. ah! the good old 70's.

i've decided to try out mode P9 (on the easyslim gadget) today to see how it feels like. okay. that was abit redundant and technically nobody should be hearing about this. AAaaaaHHhhh...

it might as well be spring...

decided to drop a few words before i leave for Uni. my room is a mess! its all scattered with clothes, papers, books, cds, etc. i should get to cleaning it before the retreat. these few days i've been feeling jazzy. it probably started after watching paul giamachi sing TryALittleTenderness in Duets, followed by stacey kent on Richard III. oh yeah.
besides feeling so jazzy in a melancholy way. i also have this deep urge to beat someone up. i'm beginning to agree on Jun's suggestion. its like if i ever get to see this person, i'll trip the bugger flat on his face. then he would have to get up and let me trip him flat on his back as well. haha.

its week 8 (i think), and its time to double up on the engine. things to push on.
1. Design
2. Essay (Postcolonial studies)
3. Assignment 2 (Adv Services)

also, i've moved away from the losing weight w vigorous activities therapy to man's eureka! technology. i'm now on this Easy slim electric cruncher/ situps gadget. 15 crunches in 30 minutes. haha.

other news. Federer took home the USOPEN trophy yet again. his 6th grandslam. haha. i actually thought Agassi would had taken this one home. a dream too impossible to come true. he managed to cruise right into the final, but sigh. thats probably the furthest he'll ever get. too old. and not as talented as Sampras. he should just retire, and continue his winning streak in the senior circuit.
and now the typhoon has headed south to China. gosh! this is so scary. hope thats as far it would go. apparently rumours had it that Malaysia could be a potential victim. touch wood! touch wood! even the terrorist cant beat that.

okay, i think i'll clean up my room today.

the lost city... N.O.

Order, Huh
Yo...We at war
We at war with terrorism...racism...but most of all we at war with ourselves
(Jesus Walks)
God show me the way because the Devil's tryin' to break me down
(Jesus Walks with me, with me, with me, with me, with me)
You know what the Midwest is?
Young & Restless
Where restless n*ggas might snatch ya necklace
And next these n*ggas might jack ya Lexus
Somebody tell these n*ggas who Kanye West is
I walk through the valley of Chi where death is
Top floor of the view alone will leave you breathless- Uhhhh!
Try to catch it- Uhhhh!- it's kinda hard
Getting choked by detectives- yeah, yeah- now check the method
They be asking us questions, harass, and arrest us
Saying "We eat pieces of sh*t like you for breakfast!"
Huh?! Y'all eat pieces of sh*t? What's the basis?
We ain't goin' nowhere, but got suits and cases
A trunk full of coke- rental car from Avis
My Mama used to say only Jesus can save us
Well Mama, I know I act a fool
But I'll be gone 'til November, I got packs to move- I hope
(Jesus Walks)
God show me the way because the Devil's tryin' to break me down
(Jesus Walks with me)
The only thing that I pray is that my feet don't fail me now (I want Jesus)
(Jesus Walks)
And I don't think there is nothing I can do now to right my wrongs
(Jesus Walks with me)
I want to talk to God, but I'm afraid because we ain't spoke in so long
(I want Jesus)
God show me the way because the Devil's tryin' to break me down
The only thing that I pray is that my feet don't fail me now
And I don't think there is nothing I can do now to right my wrongs
I want to talk to God, but I'm afraid because we ain't spoke in so long...so long
So long
(Jesus Walks with me...fades)
To the hustlas, killers, murderers, drug dealers even the strippers
(Jesus walks for them)
To the victims of Welfare for we living in hell here hell yeah
(Jesus walks for them)
Now hear ye hear ye want to see Thee more clearly
I know He hear me when my feet get weary
Cuz we're the almost nearly extinct
We rappers are role models- we rap we don't think
I ain't here to argue about his facial features
Or here to convert atheists into believers
I'm just trying to say the way school need teachers
The way Kathie Lee needed Regis that's the way I need Jesus
So here go my single dawg radio needs this
They said you can rap about anything except for Jesus
That means guns, sex, lies, video tape
But if I talk about God my record won't get played
Huh?
Well let this take away from my spins
Which will probably take away from my ends
Then I hope this take away from my sins
And bring the day that I'm dreaming about
Next time I'm in the club everybody screaming out
(Jesus Walks)
God show me the way because the devil trying to break me down
(Jesus Walks with me, with me, with me) fades)
The only thing that I pray is that me feet don't fail me now
-kanye west

i go absolutely mellow, everytime i listen to this.

if christians cant take criticism like ordinary people. then why the heck go for missions. why bother pray to be like Him. why mingle with the so called brothers and sisters in Christ. why preach the gospel. why bother reaching out when obviously they cant even stand on their own 2 feet when poked by a mere needle. why bother to encourage when all it does is delude. why would a non-believer think he should be one if he finds out he be spineless. why say you love Jesus when you dont even want to receive love from a fellow in Christ. why bother serving when you dont intend to learn. i sometimes am embarrass to be part of it. humans be humans. dont judge, thats plain sick. its true, we arent worth a single scent of His glory. why do we bother so much of ourselves? when really, Katrina wiped out a whole city. wheres the wrong in that? whos to blame? what can be criticized? who doesnt deserve to be there? why. who cares? does your heart ache? please dont lie. sadly mine doesnt.

supporting photos...

the interior


the boulevard that actually works


they were going on the right track


until this came along...

Merdeka... 7 times (a leper's remedy)

week 7. went to watch CharlieandtheChocolateFactory yesterday and it was hilarious! that in retrospective was the only Roald Dahl book i've finished. i had never been able to finish a whole book by the author due to fact that it gradually gets boring in my oppinion. however i can strictly remember that it was right after i read the part when Willy Wonka offered Charlie to try his delicious Hot Chocolate was when i couldnt put the book down. aHHhhhhHhh. however that scene always cease to dissapoint me when its reinterpreted into the movies. but! i must grab hold of the soundtrack. the songs are just so darn spastic and funny. i would agree with jm that the kids in this remake of the movie are far more irritating and obnoxious compared to the original one. and johnny depp is so GAY/ FAGGOTY. cant wait till the premier of the CORPSE BRIDE. its been months since i've gone for a movie with jm only. we couldnt even recall when was it exactly. hITCHhIKERSgUIDEtOtHEgALAXY sprungs into mind.

i enjoy reading the older issues of Majalah Arkitek very much. its just far more informative and critical in its topics. unlike the current one which just a collage of pretty pictures and bias writtings. the truth must be told! Architecture in Malaysia is in need of serious improvement.
was reading the '86 issue the other day regarding Central Market (a.k.a Cultural Market) in Old Town being the first major adaptive reuse project in the country. and realizing how the government can be so dumb to ever consider demolishing the building. to me Central Market until now is one of the most workable urban spaces in KL. ive been there twice myself and i absolutely love the place. its not something you see often around in KL or even in the whole of M'sia. looking back im really thankful for those people who really fought for the place, plus abit of luck as well in the economy. thank God there was the 1980s, the era of conservation. i insist everyyone, to visit the place whenever they're in KL. the energy there is just so splendid. KL has a real potential to be a pedestrian oriented place. and it will work. JKR should start picking up a Jane Jacobs book to read. and Anjung Selera/ Gaya Street or even Damai Plaza should start learning a thing or two from Central Market. i should really publish my "mat rock" theory into the MA.
other things i found out by reading the MA. Dato Kington Loo was a fellow Graduate from the University of Melbourne. beginning to see the similarities. LeCorb fanatics.

im writing a paper for my postcolonial studies on Petaling Street (chinatown). initially was intended to praise in the way it was run compared with the other globalized kitsh chinatowns in the world. however when i found out that they had plunge in one of those cliche arches at the entrance, i became irritatingly annoyed and decided to write the opposite.
sigh. theCultureofDisappearance. sigh. or more like, theDisappearanceofModernAuthenticity. sigh.