'Wow.'
That kinda sums up the KL trip. but there's one thing that pisses me off. The long bus rides. Man, i kept getting braindead after every bus ride that we took. Norain's fingers must have been itching to throw me overboard (thank god for the unopenable windows) because i kept babbling nonsense to her and reiterating the fact that i was bored, i cant sleep and that my butt was sleeping. Hahaha.
Oh yar, our chair got shortlisted. Norain got a call from the Flip people i think, who told us the great news. I was so shocked that it didn't sink in until after a few seconds. then we congratulated each other. Weird, we didn't think we wolud be shortlisted. Anway, i think im going to write in my journal, my net connection is like f. Ciao
Friday, October 21, 2005
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
bad day
im dying because of work. They expect me to know everything and do everything.Hey, im still a kid. So, %&$&^% off you crazy adults. Money minded assholes....
Anyway, nirain and i are struggling with the chair. Hope we can make it. Wish us luck man.
We have to go and buy nails and industrial glue for the chair. Ciao
Anyway, nirain and i are struggling with the chair. Hope we can make it. Wish us luck man.
We have to go and buy nails and industrial glue for the chair. Ciao
Friday, September 30, 2005
bb
29 sept, 6 pm, Thursday
I had a haircut. Alone. I would usually ask someone to accompany me but this time, there was no one. It was ok except for the fact that I got the same response every time I want a very short haircut, “No, no cannot. You have natural curl, later your hair will curl, not nice”. God, doesn’t everyone’s hair curl after a haircut? YES. Man, I swear to you, they’ve had a hairdresser cabinet member’s meeting and they’ve come to an agreement that I’m the main target for this kind of ‘natural curl’ excuse. Damn it. And the haircut is a typical one. Haiz, I just have to live with it then, never mind, my hair will grow.
Anyway, went to school to watch marinah and colleen’s crit. That and to meet bapak to tell him about our ideas for the chair. The dude told me that he would be free close to noon but then he came into the studio at around 2 plus. Ooh nice. I would have screamed at him if not for the fact that he gave me 2 cds to listen to. Hehe, I’m a sucker for music. As usual, he brought me Morrissey and the stone roses which he said is classic. I don’t know why he keeps doing this. Is it to make fun of my love towards rock music or is there a deeper philosophical meaning to the songs that he wants me to find out? I guess I’ll never know. But really, I’m glad he lent me his Radiohead cds. Radiohead is soo cool. Oh yar, I finally got to listen to Creep. At last, after 2 long years, I finally get to listen to the song. It’s so beautiful. I think secretly, all of us feel that way too, the need to be special and beautiful. I feel like a weirdo sometimes but how do you really define weird at this point in life when people are eating worms and all that shit in fear factor? So I’m not weird after all. You’re not giving justice to all the weirdo’s in the world by calling me a weirdo. Weirdo’s are cool you know, which I am definitely not.
Anyway, the ideas that adeq and I had for the chair project are to leave imprints on the chair, to cut and assemble the chair so that it looks senget or something. I have to give credit to adeq for coming out with most of the ideas. As usual, she is always full of ideas. Bapak burst our bubble by saying that we won’t win if we carry on with our ideas. Well, realistically, I have to agree with him. Those people judge on how the chair can be marketed and not how arty farty it looks. Anyway, I didn’t count on winning, I joined it to forget about t3 for awhile. Which is impossible because it’s still haunting me.
I have listened to phantom planet’s cd. God, track 6 and 7, which is ‘In our darkest hour’ and ‘Turn, smile shift repeat’, is soooo nice. Track 7 sounds like radiohead’s type of music while track 6 is so weird but catchy. Don’t get me started on Nirvana’s cd. So honest, raw and full of energy is Kurt’s voice. Makes it hard to believe that he’s died. Isn’t it sad to be giving up life so easily when all of us know that life is still beautiful, in spite of all the shit that fucks up our life once in a while? Just think of it, we’ve been given the chance to live, make mistakes, love and die. Don’t you think it makes sense to make our short time living worthwhile? Maybe, Kurt has found it worthwhile, that’s why he’s left. Well, I don’t know, anyway, why am I crapping about life and all? I’ve got lots of work to do. Ciao.
I had a haircut. Alone. I would usually ask someone to accompany me but this time, there was no one. It was ok except for the fact that I got the same response every time I want a very short haircut, “No, no cannot. You have natural curl, later your hair will curl, not nice”. God, doesn’t everyone’s hair curl after a haircut? YES. Man, I swear to you, they’ve had a hairdresser cabinet member’s meeting and they’ve come to an agreement that I’m the main target for this kind of ‘natural curl’ excuse. Damn it. And the haircut is a typical one. Haiz, I just have to live with it then, never mind, my hair will grow.
Anyway, went to school to watch marinah and colleen’s crit. That and to meet bapak to tell him about our ideas for the chair. The dude told me that he would be free close to noon but then he came into the studio at around 2 plus. Ooh nice. I would have screamed at him if not for the fact that he gave me 2 cds to listen to. Hehe, I’m a sucker for music. As usual, he brought me Morrissey and the stone roses which he said is classic. I don’t know why he keeps doing this. Is it to make fun of my love towards rock music or is there a deeper philosophical meaning to the songs that he wants me to find out? I guess I’ll never know. But really, I’m glad he lent me his Radiohead cds. Radiohead is soo cool. Oh yar, I finally got to listen to Creep. At last, after 2 long years, I finally get to listen to the song. It’s so beautiful. I think secretly, all of us feel that way too, the need to be special and beautiful. I feel like a weirdo sometimes but how do you really define weird at this point in life when people are eating worms and all that shit in fear factor? So I’m not weird after all. You’re not giving justice to all the weirdo’s in the world by calling me a weirdo. Weirdo’s are cool you know, which I am definitely not.
Anyway, the ideas that adeq and I had for the chair project are to leave imprints on the chair, to cut and assemble the chair so that it looks senget or something. I have to give credit to adeq for coming out with most of the ideas. As usual, she is always full of ideas. Bapak burst our bubble by saying that we won’t win if we carry on with our ideas. Well, realistically, I have to agree with him. Those people judge on how the chair can be marketed and not how arty farty it looks. Anyway, I didn’t count on winning, I joined it to forget about t3 for awhile. Which is impossible because it’s still haunting me.
I have listened to phantom planet’s cd. God, track 6 and 7, which is ‘In our darkest hour’ and ‘Turn, smile shift repeat’, is soooo nice. Track 7 sounds like radiohead’s type of music while track 6 is so weird but catchy. Don’t get me started on Nirvana’s cd. So honest, raw and full of energy is Kurt’s voice. Makes it hard to believe that he’s died. Isn’t it sad to be giving up life so easily when all of us know that life is still beautiful, in spite of all the shit that fucks up our life once in a while? Just think of it, we’ve been given the chance to live, make mistakes, love and die. Don’t you think it makes sense to make our short time living worthwhile? Maybe, Kurt has found it worthwhile, that’s why he’s left. Well, I don’t know, anyway, why am I crapping about life and all? I’ve got lots of work to do. Ciao.
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
aa
27 sept 6.20 pm, TUES
Lets set the record straight, I am not and I never will be a teachers pet. Lets hope that the two cikus got this message loud and clear (hint, hint, adeq and bro). The crit was so blah, blah, blah. Bapak was there regardless of my silent pleas and telepathic messages which went something like.. ‘No..please..’ Haiz, guess I’m not psychic after all. Damn it. So there I was, in front of everyone with absolutely nothing in my mind. To think that I spent the whole afternoon listening and taking down notes for my fellow mates and not learn something from it. Nice. I kept nodding my head like a fool to what Larry and bapak said, all the while sneaking glances at Lehning who was staring at me. God, it was so freaky, he looked as though he was about to kill me (hehe, I know I’m exaggerating at this point)
I could tell from the pained expression on his face that Larry didnt get what I said. Heck, I didnt either. It was all mambo jumbo, a farce I kept to refrain myself from kneeling on the floor and begging for mercy. Its so humiliating to be presenting a work which was fucked up from the very beginning. And to top it all up, Bapak was there to see me point a gun directly on my temples and fire the last bullet. Im such a disappointment to myself.
Have I written about the incident with Lehning? Well, it was freaky. I think I will just keep it to myself. No one would believe me, you will just say that I was hallucinating. Anyway, I still dont know why I dont like Larry. Maybe its his positivity (like suede song hehe) that makes me want to puke, that and his bloody smile. His smile is the one which you just want slap off his face. Its that mocking smile which says Hi loser. God, its so irritating. I might just end up in jail one day for strangling him. Haha, just imagine me wringing his neck like a maniac, and he will still be smiling eerily. Hahaha.. I will most probably end up in a mental institution for doing that. Hehe, I think Ive had enough of writing, I want to sit in a corner and laugh or sulk over the t3 project. Ciao.
Lets set the record straight, I am not and I never will be a teachers pet. Lets hope that the two cikus got this message loud and clear (hint, hint, adeq and bro). The crit was so blah, blah, blah. Bapak was there regardless of my silent pleas and telepathic messages which went something like.. ‘No..please..’ Haiz, guess I’m not psychic after all. Damn it. So there I was, in front of everyone with absolutely nothing in my mind. To think that I spent the whole afternoon listening and taking down notes for my fellow mates and not learn something from it. Nice. I kept nodding my head like a fool to what Larry and bapak said, all the while sneaking glances at Lehning who was staring at me. God, it was so freaky, he looked as though he was about to kill me (hehe, I know I’m exaggerating at this point)
I could tell from the pained expression on his face that Larry didnt get what I said. Heck, I didnt either. It was all mambo jumbo, a farce I kept to refrain myself from kneeling on the floor and begging for mercy. Its so humiliating to be presenting a work which was fucked up from the very beginning. And to top it all up, Bapak was there to see me point a gun directly on my temples and fire the last bullet. Im such a disappointment to myself.
Have I written about the incident with Lehning? Well, it was freaky. I think I will just keep it to myself. No one would believe me, you will just say that I was hallucinating. Anyway, I still dont know why I dont like Larry. Maybe its his positivity (like suede song hehe) that makes me want to puke, that and his bloody smile. His smile is the one which you just want slap off his face. Its that mocking smile which says Hi loser. God, its so irritating. I might just end up in jail one day for strangling him. Haha, just imagine me wringing his neck like a maniac, and he will still be smiling eerily. Hahaha.. I will most probably end up in a mental institution for doing that. Hehe, I think Ive had enough of writing, I want to sit in a corner and laugh or sulk over the t3 project. Ciao.
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