thesurvivor♥

Friday, May 30, 2008 6:26 pm

To my dear Seahorse,

I know you've been missing me. *hair stands*
I know I've been missing out alot with you guys every week.
I know I've been obssessed with my work, ~~camps and trips.~~
But that doesn't mean I've forgotten you, or even, don't care about you!

With all explanation that I can think of, I can only say, busy is just an excuse.
Yet, an excuse which ties me down entirely.

Kinship.

Where else can I find it?
You will see me running back to you guys again.

Holiday's here!
Time for my backpacking trips!

Tuesday, May 27, 2008 10:04 pm

Happy day.

RWP presentation is over. Good job, everyone.
Now, let's all embark on our tons of work..
3 weeks holiday is such an "enjoyment" for us.
Tomorrow is my GEMS test. Let's all go drama mama papa!

Matter has been resolved.
:D
We're friends!

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Hm, things have changed over time.
It happened, not within my expectation.

How would I be able to answer for it?

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You'd notice that I've been updating this supposed-to-be-on-hiatus blog quite frequently.
Reason being, I'm using my desktop. And, I just don't have the motivation to do my work.
I miss my laptop badly, I need my motivation to work.

I miss being a workaholic.
I've been so slack ever since my laptop has gone for its 5D 4N holiday. I'll be picking it up tomorrow.
I feel sleepy now and then.
I tend to attend classes either just in time or late.
I'm turning worse.
I needa buck up.

Monday, May 26, 2008 9:35 pm

A joke?

So, you think by teasing someone else over and over again, is fun?
So, you think if someone teases you, is too much?
Think over it, twice.

That person gave in to your teasing, 'cos she thinks that is just a joke and is alright with it. But, don't you think that it's far too over when firstly, you teased her behind her back, with others around. Secondly, you went about teasing that person whenever you two pass by. And, thirdly, you teased her in front of the person. DON'T YOU THINK THAT THAT'S FAR TOO MUCH AND CHILDISH?! And to think, she was just 'whining' about it, and not taking it seriously after the first two teasing. But for the third tease, it was far too much. That's why, she got so fed up.

Yes, she actually went against your will by announcing your public secret. Public secret? Just because you blog about your whatever mushy stuffs on a public platform, and afraid to be seen by others, you start to blame her. You begin to ignore her. Or whatever.

She's not going to lay her pride low again to apologise. She has had enough. Yes, it's for fun. Yes, is nothing. But, someone else was involved, someone else knows something that he shouldn't know. And for that, how is she going to face him in future?

At least for you, is there anything you lose? Does she know? And, do we even know about the thing between you two? Yes, we know. And no, she doesn't know.

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You don't know what I want.
Physically? Sorta. Mentally? No.
Yeah, I'm often out with a rock.
Colour? Brown.
Size? Big.
Don't be mistaken, that's not a shit.

What do you yearn for when you are down and lonely?
Someone who can afford a
listening ear;
shoulder;
hug;
tissue;
and time.
And so on..

Oh well, I hate explaining all along anyway.
Sigh. Whatever bah.

This, that, those, everything doesn't go well for me.
Well done.

P.S: And Dan, you're damn noisy in class. ARGH.

Sunday, May 18, 2008 10:23 pm

At wit's end?

"To really experience architecture, you may even have to commit a murder."

Bernard Tschumi's 1976 Advertisements for Architecture

Ambiguous,
Manifesto,
Manipulative,
Narrative architecture.

Extrapolated grid of manipulative red cubes, part Cartesian game, part space invaders, part axonometric, part planometric, futher animated by a theoretical, funny text.
A grid of manipulated, choreographed red folies - stages for events.

Storyboards,
Collage,
Drama,

Hail, Bernard Tschumi.

Friday, May 16, 2008 10:36 pm

Terribly sick,

Read the title, yes, I'm terribly sick.

Just recovered from it a couple of weeks ago, and now I'm struck down by it again. Gosh.

'Rashes', or what you call it, the eczema.
Sorethroat, cough, flu leds to fever and whatever else.
5 types of capsules, 1 bottle of syrup, and 1 bottle of skin lotion.
And I got an MC for Tuesday, as a standby.
Capsule powder residues in my stomach, as usual.
Till then, 6 years later, to see them disappear.

Oh, and being a workaholic, I strive to work harder even in this current state. But I just don't get approval for it. 'Cos I need rest.

Opposition in the family, workaholic vs slacker?
In whose genes?

Just when I needed someone to rely on, to talk to, I see no one, yet again.
Is someone playing on me?

I can't stand this pain anymore, it's just so mentally and physically tortured.
I just needa endure a lil while more, and soon, it'll be over.
At least, over at the heaven/hell, I'll be freed from it, somehow I guess.

I love survivor.
They're my weekly dosage which I can't miss it, despite the fact I'm sick and needa rest.
I'm an addictive fan.

Tuesday, May 13, 2008 5:42 pm

The hidden secrecy beneath the scars.

Once again, I'm here to update in midst of my hiatus eh.

If you say, life's nothing but a dream,
I'd say, my current life is more than a dream.

What's more than a dream? Far more impossible? Guess not.
Am I typing abstract again? Don't bother deciphering.

100cm³ of work is falling through the 0.01cm gap.
Imagine something more than that.
That's my life now.

Things ain't moving the way it should.
And I'm just far too clueless on almost everything.

Project, camps, people and you name it.

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Finally, a day to break down into a happy pill.
And we managed to leave the place happily, with the softies we caught at the arcades.
Thank you for making my day.

Somehow, smiles were on me that day.

But I'd need a great courage to storm through the silent lane that's right before me now.
I ask for no one but me, myself.

This secrecy,
Let's just keep it under the wraps for as long as we can.

Friday, May 02, 2008 8:05 pm

Just when I thought things would go well.

I say, I'm on hiatus.
Won't it be better this way?

Freaking people just won't freaking reply your email.
That's either they're dumb or we're dumb.
Pretty fed up by the respect or say, the basic respect.
That's when you think it's a right move. No?
Then give up on that hope from others when you most needed help.

"Don't do upon others what you do not others to do upon you!"

Just when I needed someone the most, I see no one..

"For emotions beyond the scope of words, find expression in the art of music."
Alfred E. Roland