Best of You...

the song just keeps singing in my head... "the bes... the bess... the bessst of youuuu!!!!" since the day my brother introduced the song to me. not having a radio just cripples my updated music info. well apparently its THE most popular song now, i hear the song playing everywhere i go... in the music shops, allen's music shop i heard one of the staff singing the tune, pass the construction site i hear them workers playing it on the stereo, on the street people humming the tune, my laptop, and from my very own mouth. everytime i hear it... i feel like bursting out to sing along. but i cant, its indecent, not a conservative asian thing. dave grohl is a real genius, genius to the bone. just like my funny bone, which compliments my awesome humour. okay... that was pretty redundant. goes well with my L-bone... okay... another irrelevant remark.

Anyway, i've settled my subject controversy, decided to opt out from the philip goad seminar and sign up for multicultural/ postcolonial studies. by doing this, i end up with only one off weekday, instead of my previous 2 days off. atleast i get wednesday off, which is a good mid-week break for my "heavy" schedule.

i actually had something to blog about but its totally slipped out from my mind.
but regarding the new spencer st station [pic], i realise theres a meaningful reason on why its built it that undulating manner. finally the building has meaning, well sort of lar. what is it with aussies and undulating ceilings.

last words... FOO FIGHTERS kicks arse.

first day... of misery

first day of uni was a ludacris hazard. went to my first design lecture gathering to choose my design subject, and it was horrible! the timetable i downloaded from the net was totally irrelevant to this semesters studio classes. apparantly the one on the net was not updated and it was still last years timetable, which caused me to rethink my schedule all over again, causing subject clashes. and i wasnt at all remotely interested in any of the design projects offered. and because of my timetable clash, i had limited choice out of the 15 studios. we were asked to write down our 5 top preference, but i could only write down 3, cause those 3 were the only available slots for me. then again i couldnt be bothered of the projects, and ironically ended up with a Bauhaus project (my last sem's project was a bauhaus project, and i distinctly reminded myself not to fall into another german bomb shelter). fate has its paradox.
then after the selection i went for my next class, which apparently turn out to be a masters standard history sub. its terrible!! the subject itself is interesting, but the workload is crazy, especially for a guy who is beginning to drift away in his mental realm.a thesis paper in one semester!? i might as well just camp at the faculty building, besides since we do have an allocated studio space for our own, i might as well just do that... :-( i better reconsider taking up that subject, really hope theres space for the sculpture workshop.
later that, i realized that now there is another problem. another time table clash... again!!

okay, im not complaining...

Fat and Lazy...

Manji, originally uploaded by jQk.

been checking out this new comic- Blade of the immortal. its a pretty good manga. one of the best graphics ive ever seen (i still have no idea why ppl go gaga over Naruto, i personally think it sucks). the pencil rendering/ sketching is superb, has got that sort of edgy rough touch to it.
the story line aint to cliche as well. the action and killing is so unpredictable. aint like the sorts like samurai x, new macross, dragonball GT... etc, where characters rarely or never meet their doom. this is definitely in my list of best manga graphics and story... along with dragonball Z, SlamDunk. i think the drawings surpases the other previous 2.
apparently it won the Will Eisner comic industry award and the Media Arts Award. i think slamdunk won the media arts award before.
oki the storyline is basically where the men are slaughtered and the women raped. but the rest of it is pretty interesting.
cant wait to find out who the Mugai-Ryu assasins really are. exciting.
and i to think that good comics would never exists nowadays.

Blade of the Immortal...

holidays are almost up. only 4 days to go before school starts, and that reminds me to make sure i be at uni on friday.
i've just sent out an application to one architecture firm located at St. Kilda. not putting high hopes on it, just pushing my luck on everything that comes by now. having said that, i wonder if there would be anymore jobs coming along when the sem starts.
a friend of mine called me 2 days ago, asking me if i've got a spare bed for him in august. i'm not very keen on this guy coming, being the precedent incident last year when he came to stay at my place (slept in the same room as me), had a hard time aiming for the toilet bowl... which he got it 6 inches shy of the target (aint got enough pressure or strength in the morning maybe). and he's got serious body odour, that can get to you from a mile away. and his specialty is chatting... loves to talk about practically everything that mostly have to do with him. hmmm... i asked him to check out other options first, but he seems to try and lead everything back to my crib. heck, i'll just have to tell him that my taiwanese housemate is a racist, and he's colored blind. oops.
speaking of taiwanese housemate, im suspecting now that he smokes in my toilet while he poos. clues? the bathroom window is wide open, my toilet roll thickness is decreasing, and my towel smells of tobacco, oh! and there shit remnants in the bowl... which doesnt look like mine (mines dark chocolate)... ooookay no one really needed to know that. but damn its irritating, it was much better when he was gone, or before he went back.
next thing to worry. July camp. am really uninterested in going, far away... for a fee. i would had no doubt in moving my ass miles away if it was paid for. sucks being a cell leader... "duty calls" or maybe not. i think maybe i shouldnt be there, let them cell members of mine move with them own 2 feet and not cling on each other, get to know them other hipo peeps. whoa, im convincing myself that this IS going to be my last semester there. nomore hanging out there after that.
hmmm but i cant move to parkville. found out that the Mak's son goes there... spineless prick. anyway!

oh. the whole household is here...

Howl's moving castle...

Chadstone ain't as big as it is said to be. but maybe the arena ain't big enough to conquer if you haven't got the dough to venture. however, i really love the glass dome that spreads across the ceiling, using the sky as a ceiling feature/ daylighting, it reminded me of the crystal palace.

pls check out my photo album. just posted up some food photos. yum.

we decided to have tea before we headed back to the city from Chadstone. and i had mars bar cake with a mochacino... the slice was huge! as big a slice as the one they offer at Westin. i had been eyeing on the cake since we passed by the cafe several times as we try to find our way around. all day long i was thinking of the cake, wondering when i be able to eat it. it wasnt as great as i'd expected, but still the slice portion was enormous, it lasted me all the way till 10pm.

after conquering Chadstone, we realize that we were way ahead of schedule, and decided to visit the Casino at Crown. we strolled around the Casino observing all the poker faces giving their best luck. then we were offered 10 dollars each for gambling for free. excited we were. so we agreed that we should use the voucher to win our dinner meal. we walked around all the black jack tables trying to find the right dealer that we think would make our money's worth. we decided on this asian lady, heck! we had nothing to lose anyway. 10 dollars... dissapeared right in front of our noses in less than 50 seconds... how humiliating it was. thought we would stand a chance, thinking luck would be on side for our first try. not only did we lose the money, we did it in 5 cards... 25 points... greedy idiots. should had taken our chances when we were at 15.
suckers.

Today...

today. jm has left back to singapore once again. so now its juts me and paul... ebony and ivory... lala. it was interestingly enough, pretty exciting. we were supposed to go down to smith street to check out the nike warehouse, but by the time we were ready to set our journey out from the house, it was already too late to begin. but there were always other activities to do. for instance... poaching tennis balls at melbourne park. we manage to collect 9 tennis balls at the show courts... thats about 3 tubes. scavanging around the place... i guess theres a reason why the bushes at the park are torny and prickly. but that didnt stop us for pulling out balls underneath the prickly bushes. dad would be proud of us... he would probably do the same as well if he was here.
we took quite awhile at melbourne park... since it supposed to be very historically important, oh says paul. after that we just bum around the city, and went supermarketting before we headed back, and got lucky too... managed to catch the city circle, even though it was after 6.
*okay im trying to persuade anton to come down melbourne.... hope this would work out*
and dinner... paul VOLUNTERED to cook pasta goreng... which he insist that his meatballs is worth challenging Jm's. anyway, i'll post them up once i got my food album going.
this reminds me... time to reload my calling card. the parents should be wondering by now, why hasnt their boys called.

Lazy saturday afternoon...

it has been awhile since i've log into my blog. paul is here in melbourne, and nothing pretty exciting has happened... 'cept visiting the uni, borrowing comic books, renting DVDs, watching Batman Begins (which happens to be a pretty good flick), and lazing around. the weather's been real cold, not a very good time to go out instead to stay at home keeping ourselves warm.
however, VBS was fun. the kids were a hazard. they really think they could get away with things using their cute-sy charms... well they managed to. they are like little flies flying around buzzing everywhere, never staying still in one place for more than 30 seconds. one moment here sitting on the floor and the next they're over at the other end stealing balloons from the game props bag. i would say, 80% of the kids at VBS were boys, and they are a real rowdy bunch, just makes u wish you could be able to tie them up somewhere just to keep them still. Crazy!! no longer am i gonna get myself involve in games anymore... maybe next time i'll be a kitchen helper. but the kids were pretty adorable, and i've learn to use all the fruits of the spirits all at once...

plans for tonight: Crown Casino

sam is handsome! says Paul

brighter than sunshine...

This is it! the nba finals has boiled down to its one final decisive game... the pistons has stolen the useless spurs hopeful championship match away... and thank goodness for that. the world would be in horror if the spurs had taken home the trophy, many had thought that game 6 would be the final wrap up... pistons are like chewing gum not that easy to be swept away.
Anyway, its a bright and sunny day today. the sun is happy, but the wind is chilly... it really feels like the weather you get on a weekend. plus, this is the earliest morning i've ever woken up for the past few weeks...JM and I went all the way to grattan st, just for one pathetic breakfast meal. which served: 1 slice of bread, 1 spoonful of spinach, 1 tiny little tomato, 2 short slices of bacon. the food was not bad, just the portions were sad. after trying all these breakfast places around, i am still in favour of the Big Breakfast at Vic Market... YUM.
Recently i've been indulging myself, together with JM with a korean drama series... a pretty lame and slow moving drama. everything moves really soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo slowly. everyone is so so blur and zombie-ish. sigh... and you wondered why such a story would require 21 vcds to complete the series... sien ah... i get so restless at times that i just wanna skip the whole drama and go right to the end. luckily, one of the actress is a Denise Keller lookalike... and she pops by on and off... so thats pretty interesting... 'cept theres this fat chubby little booger that follows her everywhere... and i really really hope that she wont get together with him. if only i was in there to sweep her off her feet, and then tell the fella... "anatawa buta des... hait! Arigato... osama bin laden."
hmmmm... the weather is very pleasant. i feel like going for a run... think, think, think... maybe?

work... work... work...

You Are 26 Years Old

26 Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe. 13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world. 20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences. 30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more! 40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

What Age Do You Act?

imagine that. i did this whilst doing my journals... kewl.
mind you... i still look 22... oops! delete delete... 18.

one more... to go!!

New Guggenheim in Mexico
Originally uploaded by jQk.

well... finally my UDT journals are done... more or less. still... one more to go... sigh... one more day... just one more day, and this will be all over.
Tadao Ando just never ceased to amaze me... well, at this point he really isnt my idol anymore... but still a master to all. this time he's up for steel buildings (i'll post the photo next time... maybe). then again... it was the clients specific instruction not to use concrete as the skin of the building... still a marvelous piece, though i doubt the serious insufficient day lighting that would probably enter into the building, with such few slits of openings... still doubt his practicality of his architecture at times... well, that proves the biggest difference between a trained (graduate) and non-trained architect... OOps
and then here is the much anticipated new Guggenheim museum set in Mexico... rarely i've seen a museum build it that sort of fashion- Vertically. its almost like an office building... but it was for a good cause, minimizing the land usuage of the site... conserving as much forest area as possible. and the site looks extraordinary... gasp! must be an excellent view... at the edge of the cliff. new reason to visit Mexico... aside from the stuffed up donkeys...
sigh... when would this opportunity fall into my feet... i would die to get a project like that... hence i would need proper skills and capabilties... which at this point i have none... and this saddens me deeply...

ive realize that... the next time i go abt in my expeditions... i should bring a sketchbook... after scanning to plenty of sketch drawings... i realize the signicants and advantage of it... a camera would only take every possible view u see, but a sketch tells u the specific details u see, hence, less confuse. yea, i know this is a first year thing... of bringing a sketch pad every where u go...
using a camera, we would just take advantage of its endless memory capasity... but a sketchbook with its limited pages... every sketch counts. then again... lots of ink would be wasted... hmmm.

and ive found interest in ambiguous graphics... the japanese are really a unique bunch of buggers... they are really skewed in their perspective of life...

stupid... JOURNALS!!!

OH NO!! OH DEAR!! OH MY!! its MONDAY!!!
and my journal is due tomorrow!!!! OH NO!!
im gonna DIE!! XP... AND the other one due the day after!!
im gonna DIE... TWICE!!!!!!
how am i supposed to know what were the design ideas for the IAN POTTER MUSEUM... SIDNEY MYER!!... AND MELB TERRACE APARTMENTS??!?!?!?!?!?!?! shoot me!!
WHY IS THERE SO MUCH TO READ?!!?!?!?!?!
who am i kidding... THIS IS THE END!!!
ARGGHH...

a reverie... too long.

ive thought of this new concept... for an album.

not a prodigy...
cant read scores...
aint got the talent...
and cant play the piano.

okay... now thats done... all i need to do now is to learn how to play the piano...

its sad... to know friends/ people you knew... that still behaves or thinks the way it was back then. why? hasnt things change? havent we moved on to another series of our lives? isnt things in the past irrelevant any more... is the past still feasable for judgements? is history a sole liability? arent we all grown ups? is it only through education you'll change/ be deluded? is the case of intellectualism just a masquerade of what we were/ are supposed to be... pretending to look/ be smarter... coz society says its socially the right path to be in. am i just not able to change the past that haunts me ever everytime i try to erase it...

when you wish upon a... Star.

i am sooooooo FUURRRRR...rr...r... *burp* after walloping a bowl of rice and another bowl of beef stew (taught by Sifu...) i am really really... heavily full... ahhhhh.... feelin' so warm and fuzzy now... *slurp*... (and he finishes the last sip of stew of what its left...) *burp*... in my contempt... i shall sing you all a song...

lalalalalalalalalala...
im so full-y
oh so full-y
im so full-y and witty and gay(happy)!!!
and i pity... any hungry lil' kid tonight
lalalalalalalalala...

i feel charming
Oh, so charming
It's alarming how charming I feel!
And so full-y
That I hardly can move my feet

See the fatty boy in that mirror there:
Who can that attractive boy be?
Such a pretty ab,
Such a pretty ass,
Such a pretty smile,
Such a pretty me!

I feel stunning
And entrancing,
Feel like running and dancing for joy,
For I'm full
By a pretty wonderful stew!

anyway!
went to uni to hand in my assignment... finally! its off my hands and down the shute...
and anyway, so later i went over to union house to check out what the sandman comic was all about... just to see how dark and disturbing it is... and also to check out the graphics... thats really important to me.
however, before i could really check out the details of the comic... i was totally distracted by another comic... SPIDEY!! and one thing led to another... from just standing around the shelves glancing through the pages... i ended up sitting on the chairs together with all the comic geeks... reading the whole issue... trying to finish the story... i wanted to bring it home... but then, sooner than i thought.. i finished it... three whole chapters... and then i was tempted to grab another one... but my stomach was growling... yeap. i knew my priorities straight up... FOOD.
and after that whole comic... i learn one valueble question... why?
WHY am i so lazy to go for a run...?

...

zoomflight_5_blk_5
Originally uploaded by jQk.

SIGHhhh....

WHAT THE PLAYERS SAID:

Federer: Simple version for me is, uhm, started bad and finished bad basically (smiling), was good in the middle and that was not good enough. That's like the short and simple version. Of course, you know, afterwards you go further, but that's for me what I sum up right now.

On Nadal's improvement: Oh, I mean, of course he has. He deserved his victory. He was the better player tonight. Never take anything away from somebody who beat me, because I was trying my best. At times I played good; sometimes I didn't play so good. But I didn't feel like he's a totally different player to Miami. I mean, it's only two months ago. It's not much time to really improve your game. Even on clay, you know, he should have beaten me in three sets in Miami. And here I was already at four sets. I know I can beat him on any surface, which is good to know, because he's going to be a threat in the future. It's a pity, you know, he beat me here in the semis of a Slam , which is tough.

Nadal: Yeah, I am very happy. So I am very happy. I am in the final, for me that is very important. Is a dream for me. Is a dream for me. I can won today against the No. 1 -- not only the No. 1 for the tennis, but the No. 1 for the person and for his sportivity (sic).

On Federer finding his form in second set: He is playing very well in the second set. When he play very well, I can't do nothing, no? He have unbelievable forehand. And when his forehand go to my backhand, is very difficult for me. After in the third set, I can escape and I can improve in my game, no?

On Puerta: Well, he'll be difficult, you know, because it's Roland Garros. He's been playing very good tennis to be in the final. It will be a very complicated match. I'll have to play my best tennis and only like that will I be able to win.

source: www.atptour.com

Pistons are in... TO THE FINALS!!

front_severance
Originally uploaded by jQk.

the day was slow... and the weather... not so cold... yet... my house is freezing!!
went to the city library to return a few things... and from the trip, i borrowed more CDs, DVDs... etc. borrowed a live performance concert of Keith Jarret- Standards 2. the songs in their are really nice... "when you wish upon a star, love letters, when i fall in love..." and its always good to see these talented artist... trying to/ look like they're trying to "pangsai" on stage... ahhh... its all abt feel... and soon oneday... i WILL get there... at this frequent visits to the toilet... my time will come in no time...
also, i got myself the new macross series... "macross plus"... and all the while i thought macross plus was part of the utopianic kiddy version of the macross series... i was wrong... its quite good (well, i like it lar). and the Jets are super upgraded... plus! its in english... anime freak!! yes... ARIGAT-TO!!
and! i found this (refering to the photo...), bo5n (band of 5 names)... i have no idea why do they have 5 names... they are supposed to be a well known "acoustic" jazz band... after listening to them... it aint so acoustic to me... or maybe... all this while, all the sort of jazz music i listen to are "acoustic" versions anyway... nonetheless, they're not bad... they create quite interesting & unique music... abit on the warped side... but still unique. as what Kath & Kim would agree... "nice,different and common... is good"... what the?!?!

i had bake cheese rice cravings this morning... but then as i was walking along Degraves St... i suddenly had risotto cravings... but later... i decided to have bibimbab cravings... however, as i walked by the sushi place on swanston... i decided that maki was the best choice... 4 for $5!!...

im nearly... done.

finally its done!! finish... end of story, bon voyage... finito! sayonara Arigato!! no longer does it bring nuisance to me... im free!! free from the clutches of text... 3000 words of text... woohoo!!
well... then again... text is still blissfully vivid in my things-to-finish agenda... JOURNALS!!! but however... its not as boring... as writting 3000 words out of from nothing... nothing specifically in context that is.
just been sitting and writting... theories... of laneways... or more of a "critical analysis" of laneways... hmmm.. how critical can i be... just be writing down stuff like... "... and the cracks on the pavements... signifies the rush flow of new urban life forms... out comes the natural... into the unnatural... of the predetermined landscapes of mankind..."

okay samuel... think... to sleep? or... read... ?

i've given up on downloading my 5.58GB of Japanese Anime... its just too long... im so impatient to wait... forever ive been staring at the progress monitor... 100mb... 300mb... 500mb... 800mb...!! no!... cancel cancel... delete!... i might as well just save up to buy the original DVD. much much more convenient... less hassle... better quality... and you can get both english as well as chinese subtitles. not that i would have any use of the latter, but nonetheless... its way cooler and legal.

other news, apparently federer went down to the young and upcoming fella... Raphael Nadal... who eventually won the whole tournament... good for him... and made it to the history books for whatever... dope!... useless marat...
speaking of Raphaels... interesting... that the body of Barouque Painter- Raphael, was burried within the Pantheon. interesting to give him such an honor... i guess... Raphael one of the great painter of the era... painted many of the interiors of buildings... his great masterpieces all lies on the walls and ceilings of buildings... and the Pantheon... being THE first major building to be composed entirely as an interior. it made sense to link up the two together... literally... man and his building...
speaking of which... finally... the verdict has been made. the winner of the new Gugenheim Museum in Mexico... ISNT Frank Gehry... finally an alternate taste... i was / am getting abit sick of F.Gehry... its all practically the same... however contextual it may supposed be... it still looks all generic to me... talk about creativity... sheesh... oops.
well, then again... it needed 10 architects (TEN Arquitectos) to beat the fella. thats good... 10 different foots.. kicking his ass... oops!

hold on. why am i writing all these... i think im getting sleepy... well i better be... its LATE!!

スマップ-世界に一つだけの花...

" the high priest carries the blood of animals
into the most Holy Place as a sin offering,
but the bodies are burned outside the camp.
And so Jesus also suffered outside the city gate
to make the people holy through his own blood.
Let us, then, go to him outside the camp,
bearing the disgrace he bore.
For here we do not have an enduring city,
but we are looking for the city that is to come. " Hebrews 13: 11-14

i personally dislike like the idea of nuns and monks going away, far away in solitude to seek peace...
isolating themselves from the world...
to run away from it all for ETERNITY...
the idea is just disgraceful towards God,
chickening out from what they really as christians should be doing
what if one day, all the monastries had been destroyed...
and back to the sin city they have to go... could they play survivor being here on real world?
the idea of being in this world but not part of the world, is to live in the world trying to survive, to presevere
to spread the good news... to be tempted in every way... everyday... and learning how to resist and flee from it... but yet not to run and hide.
its good to sometimes go away from it all back to the "camps"... to seek peace and comfort
and without distraction, to further seek God... and to get right with Him
but all this should only be temporary...
and would have to return back to the battle grounds... till his days are finally over... and can Balik Kampung!!

the Exam fever has finally arrived... everyone is now sitting tightly at their study desk... not missing a wink of studies... stressing their brains to bits...
while I... just float around... singing... oh la la...

well, while i was preparing for bedtime... i amused myself for about 2 minutes with a little red button... thats how exciting my nights are...

the earliest i've woken up... to church...

at times like these... i really really wish i had a TV set that screens the NBA playoffs... its as nailbiting... edge sitting... freakin' full of suspense. its Game 7 of the eastern conference finals... and nobody can guess who would come away with the win... no one!! even the rolland garros aint as exciting as this...

my cynic and occasional angry behaviour just proves that i have the tendency to go over to the "dark side"...
my dad always said that i've already gone to the dark side...
and just maybe... indeed... i have...

luc(ien) jaywalker: Master will! what are we to do? master sam... betrayed us he has...
Master Will(ie): Flee, we must... chicken, I am...
Luc: No! we musnt flee.. we must go out there and serve our coffees... there is still hope
Master: Go, if you must. Hope... i have none. continue chic hunting... i will... May the force b with you.
Luc: yes master...

S: finally! you've come... join me!!
Luc: no! i love my COFFEE... *slurp*
S: fine... its your loss...
Luc: yes... and defeat you i must.
S: haha... try, if you dare...

*pulls out saber...*

Luc: is that a lite saber?
S: Yes... it is.
Luc: 97% ?
S: no... 99%...
Luc: NOOOOOOOOO !!!!
S: Muahahahahah... *munch, munch...*

(all the characters are fictional... if anyone is directly offended in any way... it was by of no intent... Cheers!!)

i think i'll take a nap before i continue on my work...

apple pies... yummy!!

zoomflight_5_blue
Originally uploaded by jQk.

was browsing ebay just for kicks to see what was on offer... and i stumbled upon this. the ultimate classic "air zoom flight 5"... jason kidds all time favourite pair of kicks... and he still wears them occasionally... and i can still remember how i lost mine... ever so clearly at the back of my head...right under my nose... its horrible! and the way it was disposed just wont do any sneakers any justice... out the dumpster when it was still so usable... maybe if it had not been thrown away, i could have been the best bball player in malaysia... and probably be drafted to the NBA... being my age now, i would probably be in my sixth season with the knicks/nets/wolfs/bulls... kicking shaq's butt... but fate denied me that chance... i would really kill to get those sneakers back... nothings been the same since...

oh where oh where
could my sneakers be
oh where oh where could it be...

i wouldnt mind having a pair for christmas... better yet! thanksgiving... and we may all be thankful for our lovely feet... which carried us through fat & thin. (its US size 10/11, and i wouldnt mind the black/red version as well)
besides that, i just digested down... one and a half cups of rice with canned unagi... and a 25cm long apple danish with vanilla ice cream... thats gluttony no 1 for you!!
but to be called "fat" after all that would be absurd... "good appetite" is the better word for me... ;-)
besides... i had my after-dinner-exercise... a walk around my 3x5 bedroom... and with the heater on... definitely had some fats burnt... its a sauna over here... im sweating in my mouth down to my gullet... *SLURP*

other exciting news... hollywood is doing a remake of the popular (IMHO) korean movie... iL mare... yes people, the title of my blog... the show is so so good... just makes me feel so good after the show...
for one, i love the show because it involves an Architect, and the house he lived in was marvelous... second would be the pretty gal in the show... and the theme song is beautifully written... even though i couldnt understand a single word of it... except the phrase at the end of every verse- "we must say goodbye..."
for the hollywood version... it stars oh la la... Keanu Reeves a.k.a Neo a.k.a J. Constantine a.k.a Ted Logan a.k.a little buddha a.k.a Kevin Lomax. even though the american actress (sandra bullock) aint as cute as the korean one... its still as exciting... this time it involves an Architect and a Doctor... which i can totally relate to that... oh yea... coincidence? i think not....

leaving OCF... ?????

Sometimes I think to myself, maybe I should had taken that 6 months break from architecture school. Just letting my mind loose… not to worry about passing my grades, reading and writing text that I may not be interested in…
Its just so tiring sometimes, when you don’t get motivated… only being pushed by tutors and lecturers… and all you do is help the people around you hoping you’ll receive the joy and satisfaction out of it. But the truth is, you yourself might not be improving well as much as you expected. You think to yourself… and stare at your work and reflect upon the knowledge you’ve gain… really? Have I really gone a step forward? Has my design skills been sharpen 5 times more… has my architectural logic bring about any sense at all? Has my thinking of reshaping society matured ever since? I don’t know… and grades does not tell you if you do… all it matters is that you pass and head on towards the next stage… leaving what you regretted, or regretted on what you should had done instead.
Would 6 months had made a difference? Its not like im hating architecture already… its just… tiring to be doing work for the sake of doing it… and not being able to appreciate all these until the semester ends, and you realized… Oh! I should had done this or done that… given more thought to it, I might have done this… if only I had to only take one subject per semester… maybe that would not be so bad- probably everyone would wish so too. No, common… commerce? One subject per semester? You gotta be kidding…
6 months of no brainer work… just working in an archi firm… concentrating on one sole purpose… design. Now that would be definitely more relaxing… than taking 3 subs per semester… and still having commitments towards your social agendas… its not easy sometimes, especially when design is involve. I know many of you would disagree… but to me design is so important… that its not just about getting it through towards the semester… but its something I would love to take, and hold and mold it, mixing it up, leaving it for awhile, bouncing it… tearing it apart… reassembling it… and all this would take forever to create something remarkable. But I cant… it’s the idle age… and my mind isn’t as fresh as it was in year 1 and 2… its matured ever since… but its potential cannot be discovered for what so ever reason I do not know.
Hmmm… maybe I should take up my seniors advice and pick up timber furniture design… if you don’t want to think of anything, or you want to figure out design without any disruption… you’ll get that quality time while you’re sand papering the timber… no brainer job -so they say…

OCF is such a drag… boring me to bits… im not sure why, but its probably because I know all too much. darn politics- i hate it with a vengence… making me so uneasy… the backstabbing… incessant gossips… and just pure hypocrisy… irritates me. even the lil things can just tear me apart. Just my total bad impression of it all… from Ben all the way to the members… I know its wrong to be saying things and judging such sorts… but it’s a struggle… everytime I walk into north dining hall…negativity just buzzes around my head… wouldn’t it be nice to just enter into a place, without no whatsoever judgmental thoughts… expecting nothing but still hopeful of something (that would probably be heaven). Not looking at a person and say… you’re a horny bastard… you’re definitely up to something sleazy… that’s purely for your own glory. Even cell group at times be depressing… except for the hope of one… one freakin person… I guess that’s what it all takes… just One.


Feeling much better… now I can finally get some shut eye…and to think, nothing worries me…