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.

no Tutorials... but lecture at 5

finally! submmited my advance services first assignment. phew. it wasnt so stressful, easy peasy nice and easy.anyway, we're having a site visit next week. woohoo! hope it isnt those wear boots and helmet sort of site visit. if im not wrong, it should be some funky building out from the city.
anyway, theres still a presentation coming up this thursday and i've yet to work out my thumbnail sketches and sections. with technology by my side, half of the work is done. SKETCHUP!!

other highlights during the past few days. dinner on saturday at auntie kiat and uncle mickey's place. it was fun! the food was in an abundance. and i did not require to lift a finger to help out. the aunties are so efficient. hehe. and one of them even made meat roles (the one mom makes in bulks), still i prefer it steamed.
the morning was Captain's ball... the aim of the game is to meet at North Court (uni) and walk all the way back to Vic Market for (big) breakfast. yum.
then on sunday was another dinner gathering. this time the ltc food i/cs for the retreat had a tryout session on the meals. yumyum. it was delicious and the service was... hospitable. and the crowd was... whacky. one of them has an ambition to become the Prime Minister of M'sia and then proceed to become the King of the world. speaking of which, Merdeka day is tomorrow. ahem...

Negaraku
Tanah tumpahnya darahku,
Rakyat hidup
bersatu dan maju,

Rahmat bahagia
Tuhan kurniakan,
Raja kita
selamat bertakhta,

Rahmat bahagia
Tuhan kurniakan.
politik kita
semoga tak korupt.

is Negaraku from a Hawaiian melody??

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aku belum pasti nak pergi meraikan hari merdeka bersama diorang. ada assignment nak siap. lecehnya.bah! perut saya sakit! semalam pergi jogging sampai kaki saya penat, lagi buat sit-ups and crunches... bikin mati saje. gerak sikit put nak mati sekarang. tapi sekarang dah boleh rasa effeknya, semakin fit. haha. hmmm saya berestimat dalam tempoh 2 bulan boleh hilangkan perut besar saya ni. harap... harap.

medical students should read this... hehe. wonder if the word "platoon" would trigger Legionnaires disease...

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green green grass by the river...

i have to confess. i committed a sin. i stole a copy of the Architecture Australia magazine. a whole stack was just lying around the old faculty office just begging to be taken. and since it was unattended and untied, i would assumed that it was FOC. and i would agree that it was a definite green light for me, coz the magazine was green in color (duh!).
i mean, its just like the tennis balls paul and i collected at melbourne park. it was green. and green stands for GO in many countries. its an international sign of approval. plus, you wont say "the grass is always GREENer on the other side" for nothing. and w2 isnt a ganGREEN for no reason. anyhow, whats been done, has already been done. no turning back. hey its not like you would see AA magazines lying around everyday. it was the awards edition, then again there wasnt much of interest in the contents anyway. aiya, it was definitely free for everyone. just a matter of guts. like how w2 is so thick face of himself.

mentoring. i honestly would agree that the body needs it. everyone needs to be loved and taken care of. and having a gangrene in the body just worries me. i really dont give a damn about this particular body. but i really do get worried for the little ones in it. just cant bare to see them get poluted/ mislead by the standards/ ideals of the gangrene (everytime i think of gangrene, i would think of the grinch. don't know why). well being in ltc really opened my eyes to see/ meet the others. seeing them, so naive and willing to receive anything/ everything that comes their way. sooner or later their gonna be knocked down by a train, and not know what hit them till they become paralyzed. everything the gangrene's been doing just seem to be like an oil spill. and to think some people apraise his hypocracy. who gives a damn about the gangrene's legacy anyway? then again, some people think he's right to leave his legacy... in that manner. stupid idiots.

mentoring. i can still recall my beingmentoreddays. ofcoz my ultimate mentors were my parents. the cain was my bible in everyway. but as well i had 2 other mentors from my ol' church at GT (which currently i truly despise. kidding). one mentor was my spiritual mentor, and the other was my lifestyle demeanor mentor.
i still remember the first meet up i had with my spiritual mentor. he took me to eat ICE-CREAM (earthquake!). whoa! we had 16 different flavours (i was keen on the 26 flavours one, but was abit paiseh to request). nevertheless heaven indeed. from there we discuss on whether i was interested to be his timothy and him being my paul. it was then we started the paul-timothy discipleship. my code name was timothy, and he as paul. and my first session was about how paul encourage timothy not to despise his youth in 1 timothy 4:12. the beauty of all our meets was that there was food involve. hehe.
on and off he would remind me about my timothy promise to him when i got abit neglectful on my actions. i respected him, coz he's lame. my sensei. okay, i think sometimes i am abit selective on the advice taken, i.e being in a relationship only when im 30, was a relative input, heh.
we never actually manage to finish our bs. i remebered him dumping a huge stack of bible study material for me to do. it was a whole series of paul-timothy study. hehe, until now, i've yet to finish it.
but i guess he could only cater to my spiritual needs hence the other mentor came in. the ever so fit and spunky sepet Ik Meow. all he bothers to do is to ensure my physical fitness level, mamak diets, a leader's demeanor, and BGR issues (not like i had any. hehe). i think i fared better than him with the girls... muahahahaha. coz i was young and cute!! sigh...
the story goes on and on. and i do miss them at times. Godly people indeed. worship lifestyle. confident. wise. strong in the word. passionate. loving. etc. everything i'm not or struggles to be. then again, atleast im cool.

EVERYTHING... is Arbituary

half an hour before prayer meet. and this poor little boy is feelin' cold and hungry. today was design studio, i have to say that i really absolutely admire my tutor. he just has an answer for everything, and makes architecture sound so remarkable. oh so picturesque! he's a walking history book, which is more than happy to open himself up, might even flip the pages for you. i guess being that old, you'd have to start spreading your legacy around. like a dog peeing on every tree he sees (okay that wasnt a good analogy of it). or like how w2 is spreading like gangrene.

anyway. i'll continue this later.

"For every Philip Johnson or Frank Lloyd Wright in a generation of architects, there are countless more who work without fanfare on the everyday buildings where we work, live and shop.

Architects may spend up to seven years completing undergraduate and master's-degree studies, or up to three-and-a-half years in a master's program if they majored in another area during college. To be eligible to take the licensing exam, they also must log three years as interns working for licensed architects.

Architects with a master's might enter the work force with between $50,000 and $80,000 in student loan debt. But as first-year interns, they might earn only $34,000, the national median according to the 2005 compensation survey by the American Institute of Architects. Meanwhile, several steps up the ladder, senior architects earn a median of $68,900.

Ref: http://money.cnn.com/2005/08/15/pf/...g_pay/index.htm

relationships... is tough.

we had a facilitator steam boat gathering today (sunday). it was pretty fun, everyone made it and was able to buzz my newly installed intercom. woohoo!
well the good thing for the occasion, was my compulsory act to clean up the place before their arrival. during the steam boat, half my mind was totally worried on them messing up the place. kept my eyes everywhere, keeping close on all their fingers ensuring they dont wipe it anywhere besides the serviettes. never knew i could be paranoid about these sort of things. haha! atleast now my house is spotless... which probably only would be able to stay in that state for a day.

interesting, my housemate was telling me that it isnt good to refrost meat that had been defrosted. so once you've defrosted the meat, then it should be cooked. hmmm... mayb that would explain my occasional stomach aches.
i was asked to consider taking/ heading the mentoring program. err... ummm... ugghh. i dont know. all i know that its all haywire. there isnt a system to it. all they do is flaunt out names here and there on paper... assuming this / that. figuring out how to distinguish the high profile and not so high profile candidates. everyone has their own personal assumptions on everything and everyone. pushing him / her. wt*?!
well, when i see this whole thing being organize. i really dont wanna be a part of it. it probably boils down to the head of the ministry, putting his / her foot down. as what my tutor would say... "make a decision! make a decision!"
i dont know. i'm interested, yet at the same time not. maybe if w2 wasnt so itchy finger, then things wont be so complicated / *up.

anyway! the participants wants to play captain ball during the weekend, and i've got a whistle!! plus free dinner at auntie kiat's place!! prior to our VBS involvement. hahah... so rewarding indeed!!

mother's birthday...

during our design lecture series, we learn the difference between urban Planners and urban Designers. the difference is Planners communnicate with TEXT whereas Designers uses GRAPHICS. okay that made sense. she then went on about while she was transitioning from being an Architect into urbanism, she struggled on the TEXT part. and she said how we as architects are terrible in our text, our lack of constructive text sometimes creates this barrier between us and the non-graphic literate people. pretty graphics doesnt really say much to people like them. and with no good TEXT to back it up, we're no different from the beautiful-dumb-blonds. ugh! bad analogy? think Britney Spears... lucky.
and yes i do struggle in communicating my ideas/thoughts in TEXT format... sometimes. i use the word sheepS in a plural manner. and i know no shit between verbs and adverbs. okay this is bad. however but in some strange way, i still manage to get through my theory & history classes that required only written TEXTs. then again, it isnt that hard to anyway. all i have is just bad grammar. thats all. and nothing more. i hope. *gulp*
well atleast i know how to spell ARCHITECTURE. and that is all that matters for an architect. the true shame of an architect is when he can't spell the word- ARCHITECTURE (woohoo, i got it right. twice!). this was actually the first thing we had to do during our first year. to spell the word correctly. how sad is that? and that sort of might determine your future in this profession. do or die. then again, with modern tech. i.e. microsoft word, anything is avertable.

sadly today we had no slide show. but i was enlightened on the history of the radio. our tutor thinks we're amazed by how capable the radio was. but really i was more intrigued on how long he's been around for.

HOUSE

i love the show. its so far the best medical show i've seen. i personally hate hospitals, im afraid of needles, the clinic/ hospital smell gives me the creeps, and doctors aren't to be trusted.
but somehow i still enjoy watching HOUSE. i've decided to limit myself to one show during the weekdays ( weekends depending whether there's a good movie on). and the choices i had from were Cold Case (hot chic), Law & Order: SVU (interesting cases), CSI (somehow you'll get glued to it), and Numbers (i love cop shows with a twist). in the end i picked HOUSE, due to the fact that its on a wednesday (my midweek break day), my GF is a med student (i can so relate to), Dr House is cool, and i love the whole guessing/suspense thrill of it.
i think Dr House is cool, and i love his obsessive behaviour towards his profession. hoping one day i would be as obsessive and compulsive towards my field in Architecture. not really i way of trying to give the client the best, but just to satisfy my complacent ideals of how things should be. And in some strange manner, i'm enthused to break my limb just so i can walk with a cane. then again, i take that back... taking pain killers for the rest of my life aint really the sort of routine i would like to live in.
okay, back to reading my article on 'Transcendental capitalism & the roots of paranoid nationalism'.
oh! and i cant wait for tomorrow... we're having a slide show in the studio. i love slide shows. being able to guess if i remember/ know the buildings makes me feel gifted.
oh, and heres a trivia for you architects...
who designed the Rialto Building a.k.a the tallest building in Melbourne?
someone told me that it was I.M Pei, but apparently it isnt his work.

SMAP... idea

week 4. a wednesday morning where i dont have classes for the whole day. made myself a sandwich and coke, i reckon the caffeine in it would keep me moving. and ofcourse as usual blasting the SMAP cd... hehe. 'BLUES MASTERS KILL...'
anyway, highlight of the day would be going back to the studio to finish up on the site model. so what have i learn in studio for this week... hmmm, how to mix the rubber cement and solvent together to form glue!! mamamia! well the outcome is you get a sort of glue that has a UHU glue texture but a mounting spray's sticking quality but only stickier. and the fume smells wonderful!! woohoo... i get a tingly highness everytime i run the bottle by my nose. well... thats probably how architects be able to come out inspiring designs, just like rock musicians with their heroin.
other highlights for the week... tomorrow's studio class, wonder what other interesting stories would our tutor share with us... well there is this one story he told us regarding one of his projects.

It was when they were working on the Peralta college at Oakland around the 1960-70s. the team was coming out with various schemes etc, and one day this british fella just showed up in the office and asked for a part time job at the firm. he was having his summer break then and decided to visit the states. and so since he was already there and the extra hand would always be useful they hired him just for the Peralta project. so for weeks they work on the project, the brit boy did skecthes blabla, and everyone was having fun at the same time getting to know the fella. until after a few weeks, the brit boy say he had to leave to continue his tour around the south region. and so he did, but by that time the project scheme was almost done.
weeks after the brit boy had left for mexico. suddenly, he turns up at the office. he had finish his tour around the states and was returning home. but decided that he had to come back to the office, because something had been bothering him and it wont be nice to leave without telling the design team. he told the design team that he was actually a second year optometrics student in london...

okay, this story was probably very boring to all of you. but to me i thought it was pretty interesting when he told us about it.
anyhow! friday's highlight... we will be discussing about australian aborigins during our postcolonial class, and bible study with ltc participant at 3pm and 5pm with jon. okay okay... i better scoot off to uni now.

Buzzer beater...

had korean bbq for dinner at JM's crib and it was marvelous. it's always convenient when you have non-stick. well, next weekend its steamboat at my place. reason for having it at my place... cause they've installed a new intercom buzzer!! i have been living without one for about half a year, and its great having a buzzer coz you can let your guest in without the hassle of running all the way to the front door for them. hehe, so by having it at my place, all the LTC facilitators can use the buzzer... ooohhh! im so excited!!

the committee extracted a new member from my cell which they had actually just assign her to me last friday. what the...!? well it could be that she wanted the transfer. i mean my cell aint that hospitable anyway. the girls in my cell are just not friendly at all... actually no one is, i suspect its probably because she was msian. and i thought cell was finally going somewhere.
another thing to worry about is my other male cell member.... might have doubts of OCF... maybe... i dont know. i wont blame him anyway. who doesnt.

last saturday at LTC, we had a guest panel of senior OCFers talking about yours truly... OCF. cept... what the heck was Wang Wei doing up there?! anyhow, it was interesting that some of them had their doubts in staying, yet still did. all because of my driving force that somehow compels them to stay. im still deciding whether or not i should as well. i was keen on leaving, but because of the power of ONE... i decided to postponed. however now, if that one leaves... then should i? where would i go? ahah! interesting question... where?! mayb i should start my own SCF.
well, im currently helping out in LTC (JM's ministry). its a course where we try to turn these little imps into (potential) leaders. exciting place. this might give me wider perspective on things at OCF maybe. atleast my partner is keen and dedicated, that for one is encouraging for starters. now we'll have to see how these little brats will do.

chatted with an old college CF friend- Noah. he wasnt really a good friend of mine. but he hung around with me coz he was interested in Jenny Choo. haha, i can still remember those times everytime Jenny tried to avoid him, it was slightly creepy. worse still, he had a twin brother who was as well vaguely interested in her... haha. funny stuff. anyhow, he's into TV production now, asked him to recommend me when does get to produce any movie. wont mind trying my luck in the entertainment industry. hmmm... *slurp*

Heterotopian culture...

And you thought Frank Gehry was the only one who could do weird tectonics. btw, Gehry is apparently going to collaborate with Brad Pitt to design a 1930's sports center... what the..?! wonder who the engineers are going to collaborate with... Britney Spears?!( hit me baby one more time indeed.)

Apparently, Gehry's Ground Zero's Memorial was scraped. and so calatrava inserts his many collection of monsterous anatomy structures.

Something i might had done for my Rompin Project. hmmm.

friday. the last day of the week/ classes, and my postcolonial studies day from 10 to 2pm. im blasting JM's Smap CD (if u don't mind)... i have no idea why im so seduced by their sparky music, adding to the fact that don't understand a single word they are saying. they rarely use words like Arigat-to... Sayona-ra... Koni-chi-wa... sumi-maste... et cetera. so hard to relate to them in a lingual sense, sigh.

im supposed to tell the class a theoretical problem i'm interested in exploring for my essay topic for postcolonial studies. i have no idea. but context wise... M'sia probably.
well i better get cracking.

FFT: Australian Architecture = Kiasu Architecture

week 3...

studio is going to be interesting, i hope. we'll begin model making, erecting up the 1:500 site model in the studio. and our lovely studio leader will teach us how to make quick models... apparently its possible to built up a model in 15 seconds, however, i wont be surprise if it was a box. doing work in the studio classes is good, and if everyone is force to do it together right there right that instant. things feel like its being done, finally we're going somewhere in our process.
later in the evening, sector steamboat. exclusive meeting with the other cell leaders within the sector.
currently reading "the cyber cities of Malaysia: Realising the Vision" by Azman bin Haji Awang. and i think ICT is stupid and rediculous, especially when it'll probably affect the architectural aesthetic industry. if no one is going to move out of their comfort houses... might as well we just built a front facade pasted on our sterile white box buildings. heck, nobody's gonna use it anyway. portal frame factories would re-replace the deserted shopping malls. my personal oppinion, Putrajaya sucks... the planning system is so yesterday. and to think that it was designed by a chinese.
malaysian architectural concepts:
KLIA- airport in the forest
KLCC- tower next to garden
Putrajaya- City in the garden (garden city)
ken yeang buildings- green skyscrapers/ groundscrapers (bushy buildings)
etc...

my point? no idea...

things you do on wednesdays...

01. wake up
02. shower... etc
03. pass control to carparker
04. get a hair cut
05. find HY to burn photoshop CS
06. site visit (building heights)
07. prayer meet (1-2pm)
08. errands (after hours carpark, bookshop, bills)
09. Library (read up for multicultural/ postcolonial studies, and check out journal-Place)
10. Tennis with Jun
11. Shower
12. prepare/ cook dinner
13. finish up on Bauhaus building analysis
14. gather/ compile information for thursday's studio
15. read "other" resources (tentatively)
16. sleep

ah! which reminds me, i have not confirm my air flight back. and i've got City library books/ cds to return.

full house...

its the second week of the semester. having girls in a design group is very useful, very hardworking and always in a paranoia state of mind. they will do all the administrative and calculation work. working out everything in great detail. me being the guy... will ofcourse do the "manly" task... which is... moral support.
anyway i'll continue to read up my reader.

photo: guess whos a medical or architectural student. (background: parliament building)