dad gave me this doggy thing. it's supposed to tell your fotune for the doggy year. place it in your palm, if the head curls it means you'll enjoy good fortune, if the tail curls it means you'll enjoy good health.

my doggy does something different, it flips, it flips over either the head way or the tail way, such that the head becomes the tail and the tail becomes the head. aunty betty calls this pian xiao hai zi.

kaliber100000's mood stat is cool (:
intoxicated with sugar.
i'm a lousy sneaky sticker.

Christ alone
I place my trust
And find my glory
in the power of the cross
In every victory
Let it be said of me
My source of strength
My source of hope

lovely song (: im inspired to get the intro right.

i'm not sure if the term HAPPY in happy chinese new year applies. i said less than 10 words at both dinners. it's sad. uh, im awfully stressed and tired, 2 projects and other developments dued next week. with cny eats my time & there's even more make up classes after which. it sucks. ):

i found my cam, my part time maid stashed it under my dresser, in a big box, under a pile of long forgotten files, along with a set of multi coloured colour pencils i've been looking for.

some assignments. luis wanted to see our reaction to the colour change, he made some of us paint the monochrome backgrounds in another colour. and uh, that moster thingy, is done in complimentary colour.


and this is my colour palette. im a dulllll person. (: i have a problem understanding the purpose of having two water cups. one for clean water and one for dirty water. because after im done painting each time, i always end up with a cup of bundong and another cup of chin chow.

oh goosh, it just sunk in. it's cny reunion dinner today, i'm finally going to meet my dad, i havent seen him in a really long time. uh, ... , i dont know what to say, how to react.

guish, i always dread the formality sake of such occassions.

the free parking, the bump after the parking, the cold storage lunches, the sushi, the ben & jerry's, the meji's coloured bottles, the red curly hair guy, the nice long tables, the happy meals, the soggy fries, the hanging rice burgers, the nasty stalkers, the ice & straws, the friends. & uh, mr ronald's Mcdelivery/

it's a place i practially grew up with, i remember playing in the play ground as a kid. and for the note, it's a place where we all cried, laughed, embarassed, slept, sung, called, danced together (:

now, i couldn't have possibly love kap even more.

i love kap. (:

tip butt. do the tip butt guys. it makes you sit taller.

Captain: Are you ready kids?
Kids: Aye-aye Captain.
Captain: I can't hear you...
Kids: DIG YOUR EARS CAPTAIN!!
Captain: Oh! Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?
Kids: SpongeBob SquarePants!
Captain: Absorbent and yellow and porous is he!
Kids: SpongeBob SquarePants!
Captain: If nautical nonsense be something you wish...
Kids: SpongeBob SquarePants!
Captain: Then drop on the deck and flop like a fish!
Kids: SpongeBob SquarePants!
Captain: Ready?
EveryBody: SpongeBob SquarePants! SpongeBob SquarePants! SpongeBob SquarePants!
Captain: SpongeBob....... SquarePants!

today's crit sucked. uh, i got the rubbish finally. :/ crit with mary is always terrifying. she has this magical prowess, knowing how to twist all the right words to make you feel really rotten. for the first time, i don't know where to move on from after a crit. i just might have to come up with fresh developments from scratch.

feeling really lousy, i came home and started drawing instead of doing my mountain of work. meet my new friends. small monster one, small monster two & small monster three. we should print these instead of PC. it's funner. uh, actually PC is kinda fun too/


i feel much better after meeting clar, nico & nico at kap and drawing 92 squares. (: the silent spastic phone call made me happy. im all smiley now. yayness.

bye nico.

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ooch. baby girl came home with her very first trophy. she's not to happy about it. the first thing she said was 'i do not deserve this'. she and debs were given penalty because they were bowlers. debs took the 1st runner up. celine, the 2nd. and both took the 2nd runner ups for team events. bowling isn't at all like art, art is subjective, hence understandable that grades will be too. bowling scores and calculated and tabulated by the computer. i guess it sucks seeing something rightfully yours go to someone else. it's straight forward, they won. in my opinion, by giving them penalty defeats the purpose of competition. why compete when the teachers decided they weren't going to give the real winners their rightfully earned even before the competition? deary, lighten up okay, it's just a start, in time to come, you're going to win many more trophies that are truly worth winning for.

i would have posted my new paintings, but my camera decided to go into hiding. bleah, i brilliantly forgotten where i placed it after taking the shots. fine, you want to hide; hide! i hope you're feeling guilty for depriving all these nice people of pictures.

nic sounds like she's the happiest person on earth now. her new pearly white fenderlite finally came.

there's mary's crit tmr, today actually, im petrified. she hasn't termed any of my designs (which is one whole file) rubbish this year yet, but she hasn't approved any either :/ oosh. back to work now.

woah man, pew was serious about the painting class. i thought you said they were cars?

i'm in need of some serious inspiration.

i'm surfing getty images's change me, pretty cool stuffs. the power of imagery. (:

dear nic & clar, i'd say the jimtokey working well. but it's a drag, it's 4 weeks of i don't tell you. the designs are just about ready. time to buy the bleaufotyi stuffs. shall we keep an open mind about first of month's yuokipo. will send pong the qwertyip cards stuff by tonight, i promise, i'll try and keep it.

take out my gibberish, fit in what you think is right. your first thought is most likely correct. unless of course, you're a goose.

feeding my ego.

Whats does your personality rate from 1-10? by morning_prayer
Your first full name
Your personality rates a	ten!
your best quality is	you dont follow the crowd
your worst quality is	youre too nice to people
this is because	you were born this way
Quiz created with MemeGen!

good morning starshine, the earth says hello. i just woke up, after a very long long bus ride. i think the whole bus was starring at me, because i threw alice's jacket hood over my whole face and vanished under it. i couldn't help myself, it was just too bright to sleep.

uh. i'm waiting for claris to be done with her tuition so i can start drawing 5 eyes, 5 noses, 5 mouths, 5 ears, and 5 hairlines. so i'll continue ranting.

i like mondays. every monday i come home to a squeaky clean room because the part time home helper comes to clean up the house. my room is clean, very clean, it's not only clean, it's also tidy. i like that very much. i wishhhhh it stay this way for the whole week please. please.

and melly boo, look on the bright side. we took a picture of the mini cooper. at least you got the visual. (:

okay uh, i have nothing else to say.

except maybe,

i have small hands. i have really small hands, and without comparing with young young kids. i have yet to find a smaller hand. i like my small hand.

i wore paul frank again.

i think the bassist is dangerous. she's getting a new toy weapon. it's a lovely white bass. please be nice to me. :/

i'm delirious. i need more sleeep.

i uh. im done.

this picture is for melly, here's what you missed out. clar got some hands on btw (:


the silly things you do as a kid, ben & ash sniched macdonald's rice burger ad that once hung proudly on KAP's ceiling. ben's hanging his purple beef rice burger in his lovely purple room. and ash is hanging his lovely green chicken rice burger on his drum set.

it's fun to do silly things when you're young (: sarah was telling us how a button went up her sister's nose, her sister locked herself up in the wash room because her mum wanted to pull it with a pair of tweezers.

i think the last silly thing i did was spinning around like lime in the coke. or maybe it was standing in front of the bass. i'm sorry, i should correct myself, the bass is not dangerous, it's the bassist. defintely the dangerous bassit. the bassist will kill me one fine day. but hey, it was all in his service (: now now, be nice. he bass is a lovely instrument not a weapon. you have got to stop whacking me dearie.

i meant to come home to finish up all my work. some how i ended up sleeping till now. uh, it's not even presentation week yet, and everyone says i look so tired.

i'm sorry to all the nice people we played out. we skipped fusion to attend cre8ive. and the decision to go to the cornerstone instead was made 2 hours before that, since there was an australian band playing.

do you?

8 hours of sleep. pure luxury. rest is good. im perky after my sleepy 4 day week. for now it's back to my palette.

snoosh. where's my cobalt blue? pop up please.

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cheryl: a yawnnn.
fiok: lol. what does that mean?
cheryl: a yawn i guess. :/

quote

hey! i JUST realised what cheryl wrote in my profile.
15 and already in love with swimming in the happy prawn pond, munching on corn!!!!

gag! was blog hopping ... and somehow always ended up here. read it once again.. NOW I FINALLY UNDERSTAND!!! it had a specific meaning to it!! ): i always thought it was just some funkae quote/phrase all along. and kinda liked it.

unquote

-claris

gooshness, it took you that long to understand. sigh.


2 cans of coffee for my sleepy morning.

a sip of mon cheri
a sip of butter rum raisin frappe
a cup of mocha latte

that's how high on caffine i am now.
it's wearing off, im tired now.
good night world.


see all you nice folks who will be going down for fusion06.

on sunday, the oc happily chewed away on humongous Guacamoule(s), a dream come true for shawn. vouchers are the courtesy of uncle mayson. (:


swoosh. yawnny green car (: says: (2:35:41 PM)
we drew 5 ears 5 mouths 5 eyes 5 hairlines and 5 noses

Nec hostium timete, nec amicum reusate*Fear no enemy, Deny no friend* says: (2:36:02 PM)
WHAT FOR?!

Nec hostium timete, nec amicum reusate*Fear no enemy, Deny no friend* says: (2:36:15 PM)
ur teacher too bored no inspiration for lectures ah?

i don't know what else you can do in drawing class beside draw and scoot off some where to sip some coffee. time to do you a favour, i'm gonna lend this to you, and you can decide which part of your head to knock.



does anyone have this lovely song?

Reaching for you

I can't believe the way
Your love has got a hold on me
Each morning I wake to find You near
You lift me above my fears
And set my feet on solid ground
All of my days belong to You

And I breathe in Your breath of life that fills my heart
You are my all consuming fire

I stand here before You
In wide opened wonder
Amazed at the glory of You
The power of heaven
Revealing Your purpose in me
As I'm reaching for You

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i' more or less done with my outline. it's just the outline right.

aren't these cars prettaye (: they're pencils. there's one car for each of the four happy girls. we found them from this nice little toy shop full of funkaye toys at taka, opposite our favorite friend, art friend (: toy shops are always fun.

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crit paper's outline is dued tmr. i'm still on chapter 2 and a half. urrrrgh!

struggles with Jorn Utzon.
google & two chunky thick books are my friends for today.

i'm still short of one book for the note. i must apologise for making aloy go down to wrl to help me borrow a book title, only to find, it is actually in fact a kiddy book.

imagine that.

claris picked up a book. she started reading. yesterday, she took 29 mins to finish 5 pages. and she says she'll read 5 pages everyday. 'the poet' by micheal connelly has 481 pages. that means she'll take a total of 97 days to finish the book. today, during our lovely bus ride. she said she should read. and she did, then she looked up and said, 'oh no, i can't read now'. and that my dear, lasted 2 mintues. good luck with the book sweetie.

i really feel quiet stupid. i went all the way down to the library to get books for my research paper. but i forgot all about it. i ended up getting illustator & using images tutorial books & computer arts project magazines. i'm brilliant. now, i'll have to go down to the library again today. but anyway, it wasn't a wasted trip. (: i quite enjoy doing things by myself some times, for one the library was almost empty, and it's quite nice to sip down coffee with a book in hand when it's all quiet. i also sniched some cafe galilee coupons from the library. the offers look prettaye good (: and that will be where nic, clar, me & aloy will be having lunch today. just for the note, wait longer aloy, i just know that either the bus will be late or i'll have to run out to run some errands for mummy (: get the punch?

And Lord we want to life Your name on high
And Lord we want to thank You
For the works You've done in our lives.
And Lord we trust in Your unfailing love
For You alone are God eternal.
Throughout earth and heaven above.

beautiful song (:

james 3 - take home points.

Not many of you should presume to be teachers, my brothers, because you know that we who teach will be judged more strictly/1/ the irony comes in verse 2/ We all stumble in many ways. If anyone is never at fault in what he says, he is a perfect man, able to keep his whole body in check/2/ so even teachers stumble, but why are they expected more of just because they're teachers? because you have to practise what you preach.

with the tongue we praise our Lord and Father, and with it we curse men, who have been made in God's likeness/8/ Out of the same mouth came praise and cursing/9/ you are cursing god's likeness when you curse men. but can you allow the very toolyou use to praise god commit sin agianst him?/My brothers this should not be/10/

But if you habour bitter envy and selfish ambition in your hearts, do not boast about it or deny the truth/14/ dani asked, so if we are not meant to talk bad about someone because you may ruin the judgement of your confidant, and at the same time you are not to deny it, what do you do? kimpong said for himself, he talks about it with someone he holds accountable for himself. which is a really good way really. surely the person you hold accountable for yourself, will not help to spur you on right, either that or he isn't doing his job.

if you are that person torn in between two friends. let god teach you to make the right decision, or the do what is right /But the wisdom that comes from heaven is first of all pure, then peace-loving, considerate, submissive, full of mercy and good fruit, impartial and sincere/17/ Peace makers who sow peace harvest raise a harvest of righteousness/18

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i guess even having the mind set of doing things the right way, does not always mean you'll have an answer. at times my friends confide in me, i still know not what to say to some times. i remember once, someone said for those times, do not be afraid of silence. because you can offer support quietly. guish. i do feel quiet bottled up, and miserable when i have to keep the confidence and yet know not what to do. LET GO, LET GOD. so for the several things and basics, i know not the right thing to do or say, pew said all you can do is to offer the prayer support. i pray Father, You give me the right words to say, You teach me what to do. BUT above all, let every decision i make, come from Your wisdom alone.

hello you. hello me (:

the guay is having gay days. so this is for the guay.

7 hours of attempting to attain perfection. MIND NUMBING THING, that is.

on nice rainy days, it calls for nice rainy songs.

Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain.

Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain
telling me just what a fool I've been.
I wish that it would go and let me cryin' rain
and let me be alone again.

The only girl I cars about has gone away
looking for a brand new start
but little does she know that when she left that day
along with her she took my heart.

Rain please tell me now does that seem fair
for her to steal my heart away when she don't care
I can't love another when my heart's somewhere far away.

The only girl I cars about has gone away
looking for a brand new start
but little does she know that when she left that day
along with her she took my heart.

falling rain
falling rain
falling rain
falling rain

Rain won't you tell her that I love her so
Please ask the sun to set her heart aglow.
Rain in her heart and let the love we know start to grow.

Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain
telling me just what a fool I've been.
I wish that it would go and let me cryin' rain
and let me be alone again.

falling rain
falling rain
Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain.

falling rain
falling rain
falling rain
falling rain

The only girl I cars about has gone away
looking for a brand new start
but little does she know that when she left that day
along with her she took my heart.

Rain please tell me now does that seem fair
for her to steal my heart away when she don't care
I can't love another when my heart's somewhere far away.

The only girl I cars about has gone away
looking for a brand new start
but little does she know that when she left that day
along with her she took my heart.

falling rain
falling rain
falling rain
along with her she took my heart
along with her she took my heart.

LISTEN TO THE RHYTHMN OF THE FALLING RAIN.

i don't know why. but matt's little baby seems to have a problem with that.

i finally got a shot of matt without his hair. he's came out for the day, and will be checking in soon. (:

it's january, but it certainly feels like december.

another fun filled day of parrots and monkeys. 2nd day in a row i walked home in the rain. it's fun (: rain is such a blessing, there's always this thrill when small icy droplets fall from above and trickles on your skin; jump into a big puddle and splash all around! without worry of getting dirty. grace like rain. clar will pop into the gas station and walk out gleaming with a bar of chocolate in her hand. she says the rain is always a good excuse to snack on a bar of chocolates.

i'm starting to picture many many happy little mary poppins opening up their yellow umbrellas and dance in the rain. and they're wearing matching yellow boots too. (:

i've experienced god's goodness today once again. i saw how he spoke through a good friend of mine to a good friend of mine. (: all good things come from above.

1239. i'm kicking in the habit of working late again. a good start to the year. (: i shall stock up on more apples and caffine (: or maybe hot chocolate for the rainy season.

i'm a happy girl. blessed by grace like rain. (:

hello world.

(: it's been great rest this weekend.

If we claim to be without sin, we deceive ourselves and the truth is not in us. If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness.
-1 John 1:8-9

i had an open talk with clar and ben. i've come to realise that we do what we do, we say what we say because we have learnt to hold each other accountable. (: nic once asked me, do you think that people really have changed or is it because we got to know them better?

dear nic, i have an answer now. it's defintely both. we indeed gotten to know people better, we started sharing not just about our walk with god, but also our personal joys and burdens, we enjoy the companionship and very much the music too. spending time together through service, and subsequently learning to outside service, has taken our friendship to a different level. it opened avenues for us to hold each other accountable.

there are times, when we felt troubled or when we saw something that needed to be made right. we didn't just sit by and watch. sure it took time to summon the courage to act, sure it was never easy. but we never once gave up on anyone. we have always given that support to each other, sometimes quietly just by simply prompting, sometimes with action we took together. now we're quite able to whack each other in the name of friends. and all of you cheer with me, we have done so on several accounts (: whack in a nice way of course, but even if it couldn't nice, we did it, because we believe in our friendship (: it's true, some are still taking time to heal but we know we won't let go (: because we still believe in what we do.

i'm quite assured that this is a healthy clique (: it doesn't matter what people say about us anymore. it doesn't matter how many more darts are yet to come our way. who cares if people really do think your tears are way over done. you know, i know, god knows, your tears fall because you've seen his goodness over the oc ever since PCD days. we weren't always that open about being fools for christ, we took time to learn it was okay to do foolish things (crying, drawing pink arrows, marrying p_r(s), jumping, raising hands, lifting voices aloud during prayer) we took time to learn that it doesnt matter about what people think of the stupid things we do, when they give us that huh? look. because we know we do it out of love for god. sure, sometimes we feel that tinge when people believe that you're a FFC for the high of it. but who cares? who cares about the million misconceptions people have about us. saying we're exclusive and whatever rubbish, because in actual fact from PCD it has grown to 3-rows-not-enough-for-us, there's always the floor. and we have invited people for one@one be it personally or over the blog, for our bbqs, for worship practises, for sunday huddles. because we believe in the inclusive concept, never once have we said we have closed it to just WT and friends. it's true, we broke away from the one patterned level segregation.

and if you really do think about it, those darts that have hit us before have brought us not just even closer among ourselves but also with god in the end. god has blessed us in so many ways. think about every single prayer we prayed for the oc, for this group when we first kicked off, is it not true that our prayers are becoming a reality? it's been a long journey, looking back, we couldn't see the promise then when things got weary. but think of it now. it's all true isn't it, once again he showed his faithfulness to us, to the oc. i believe god didn't bring us together by chance. (: i'm still looking forward to the next few years down the road.

it's been 511 days, 20 hours, 41 minutes, and 29 seconds since the launch of OC! amazing grace, sweet blessings. during our meeting with pew, he said that now, oc has become visible in church, we finally have a something to back up our requests, he said some ministries even wanted to turn to the oc for resources too. (: we talked about some plans for 06 (: it's gonna be a great year. i must add, pew has been such a blessing to the oc. we're like his little baby, he's exceptionally protective of us. (:

oOo, suddenly, we are family. yeah, it's meant to be. as promised i will make a few calls and i'll ask claris 'how many hours have you studied?' by the end of the week again. likewise, i'll check on nic deary too.

(: naninaniboo baack guys!

reality check.

444 was the intake.
168 failed semester 1. that's 38% failure rate. hard to believe.

it's not a consolation, with my average class ii grades. i guess, it serves me as more of a reminder, of how easy it is to not do well. woosh. i'm suddenly so motivated to do much much better, i repainted & retoned my assignments several times.

we learnt 2 new songs today, kimpong wrote them. (: we're gonna do them tmr

DUM DADI DUM
kimpong

For tho' I'm free from all men
I've made myself a slave to all
That I might win the more for Him
The more for Him

To the weak i became weak
I've made myself a slave to all
That i might save some more for Him
Some more for Him

It's Your love!
It's Your love!
It's Your love that makes me do what i do
It's Your love that makes me say what I say
It's Your love that makes me do what i do
It's Your love that makes me say what I say

Dum dadi dum dadi dum dadi dadi dadi
Dum dadi dadi dadi dum
Dum dadi dum dadi dum dadi dadi dadi
Dum dadi dadi dadi dae

inspired by irish rock, the chorus is prettaye fun for this one (:
and so indeed your love makes us go Dum dadi dum dadi dum dadi dadi dadi Dum dadi dadi dadi dae. the silly things we do for christ as kim says. if we can do the swaying hand dance, then we can do certainly do dum dadi dum (:

We are family
Kimpong

Thank you for Your love
Thank you for Your way
Thank you for the people You have brought into my life

I never saw their faces before
I never knew they exist
But now I think of them like I've known them all my life

O suddenly! We are family
Yeah, it's meant to be
O suddenly! We are family
Yeah, it's meant to be

we started replacing your love and way with names after a while. and so we sung
Thank you for Your cheryl
Thank you for Your claris
Thank you for the people You have brought into my life
and it goes on and on (:

it's a great song. now, even more then ever. knowing that god didn't just allow all of us to meet by chance. it's true, i've probably really known most of you guys for less than 6 months, but it feels like family already.

i think i just quite about had it with awful quiet blog stalkers. nice quiet blog stalkers are okayy. awful ones are the 'bad bad'. the only reason why i haven't moved is because i'm not looking forward to the hassle of having tell all the nice nice ones.

these are my cute little cuzzys, who will be in town for the next couple of weeks or so (:

this is the book matt got me for christmas because he says i've been so stressed. i've read it, the illustrations are prettaye cute (: i like warning #3. nike is wrong, just do nothing. although i very much know that i won't stick to it. nada. nothing. zip. gonna loan it to chris next :)

we had a farewell dinner for our big brother, matt last night. he's finally shaved off his long locks, and kept a small part of it. (: goosh, i forgot to bring my camera. pity.

i don't know why, maybe it's just me, but something's not quiet the same when we have dinner together anymore. it's been getting an awful lot stranger and quieter.

i went back to ws today to check out the cca maze. it's gotten prettaye different without the H & 05 batch around. i remember the time that when everyone used to know almost everyone in that small school. even when we went back last year, people used to wave hello. it's hardly feels homey anymore. other than a few familiar faces, everyone seems prettaye strangerish. but of course we still have the comfort of mrK's cubicle. i realised, one day, just one fine day, i wouldn't have a reason to go back anymore.

and this is the awful meal worms, mrK, fio and pei cheers too. yuck yuck. they said it taste like potato chips.


oosh. FA is just not my thing. working with paints is gooesyfying. im all covered in blue and white speckles now. and my bottle still doesnt look transparent.

oosh. i recieved my new project brief for visual studs. it looks fun (:
*** you are required to develop and promote the creative field or discipline you intend to major in. produce in colour a;
1. logo
2. namecard
3. postcard
4. novelty promotional product
my drawing board is filled with all sorts of concepts, it's awfully messy. i need to think design now.



whoops. just in case i forget.

clar. mr soh says your leaps data in in the student cockpit. ask your school to check it out.

manda&shaun. mr khoo says he'll be away on course during wsl season. so mr soh will be taking over, lias with him or wawa. oosh. good show days will be 330 mon tues thurs. plus, new school's system is prettaye organised now, mrK suggested we make early bookings (ie. specific show dates, double check with the calender he forwarded to man) & check out err the school's music equipment. he also said, feel free to use his cube anytime. and man, gentle reminder, mr seet, is err very much quiet looking forward to last year's accounts.

1.19am. claris talked in her sleep again. this time she said 'hey, it's bad okay, bad. bad.'

it's been dark and gloomy, raining donkayes & parrots this time.

what is a view finder for? luis, my lecturer asked the class today. a view finder defines the outline and the vision of your imageary. if only everything could be spelt out and defined so clearly. wouldn't it be nice.

i made myself two promises this year. i wouldn't really call it a resolution, it's more of a promise to myself.

1. i decided that i won't allow work to pile up, and start cramming on the night/morning before. which means, i will faithfully do more than required of the mini datelines, or even finishing up part of the assignments on the date recieved. it's bye bye to zombifying during presentation weeks.

2. i shall kick workahloicism. putting school work above all, i shall learn to say no to the various little things i do. just learning to embrace the moment at a slow pace. think rest, less tire. (: and for that, i won't be going back for wsLIVE this year.

you're allowed to kick me every now and then if i don't stay true to my promise.

i miss hanging out with the churchies already, it's taking quite a bit to re-adjust back to hanging out with classmates again. for one i don't have 2 other friends to share a plate of chicken rice over lunch anymore. and i really do feel quite bad for wasting my other half a plate of lunch, so it's back to sandwiches and apples again. you know, they really should give an option for less serving.

merry christmas P ->.

what happened to canon?



day1. kicks in.
drawing. one of the things i feel inferior among my peers. i must admit, even the ah cek draws better than me. 2 years of being out of practice, and then having to pick up this skill again ever since i started schooling at lasalle, isn't an easy feat. undoubtly, it's one of the best ways to free your mind. drawing is a skill that requires a lot of thought to be put in measuring the proprtion, determining the tonal value and lastly visualising. i always seem to have difficulty visualising the subject on my canvas. whoops, looks like canon isn't working to well for me. 1.618?