art history

the romanesque. the 'robe' and 'beard/moustache' was fish's idea. i made the halo. the answer to a whole lot of stress brings about looniness in the classroom.



art history has left me immersed in alot of questions. but art history is fun. assigntments due soon. all too soon. time dwindles away mercilessly. to quote matthew "time and tide people, time and tide". a whole motherload of shit needs to be swept away and flushed. theres work to be done. sleep HAS to be sacrificed.

even though i might appear laughing my ass off in class, sometimes the memories just keeps coming back. like a tidal wave sometimes or even bit by bit like drops of rain. i prefer the tidal wave. drops are a torture.

nevertheless, its good to be positive.

rock on

family tree

(click for full view!)
credit goes to kimi

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for the win again

celebrated at desmond's place the whole of sunday. the party never stops eh. sam's not in cause he took the picture. hafiz was playing ninja gaiden 2 on the 360. desmond and ian were watching 'something' (see ian so malu he tried to cover his face) and i was stoning. too tired cause we went swimming at the pool in the afternoon.



this is hafiz's bow. well part of it, its actually the part called the riser. very chio right. damn swee.



ok as requested by EZA, here is my birthday cake. nothing fancy though. haha. what do you expect? it was an all guy affair at night. we had 5 minutes to cut it, sing the damn birthday song (which ended in 5 seconds?) then make our way up to the cinema at cathay for TROPIC THNUDER.



arsenal beat west ham 0-2 =X another belated birthday present. for the win my arsenal brothers. for the win!

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19th birthday

(we're all at desmond's place staying the night, playing ps3 and xbox360 [haha jianwei, red ring of death =X ] and yeah)

happy birthday to me =D

this year, two celebrations. one with the nafa family, the other with 3mc. thanks nafa family for treating me to pizza hut and arcade. thanks 3mc for marche, tropic thunder and the cake.

ok here it goes uh.

thanks alina for the flower balloon (which eventually became a birthday card)
thanks julie for the zildjian cd case (which i'll turn into a dyptich)
thanks jasmine for the sunwell trilogy
thanks elaine zhongda eza danya evelyn jasmine for the celebration on the 24th.

thanks samuel for the iron maiden 666 shirt.
thanks ian farah samuel desmond hafiz for coming today. and for watching TROPIC THUNDER.

(ian want me to cook mee now)

thanks everyone else for spamming me with well wishes. this year damn good uh. better than the previous years. cause this year i have cake! darn happy.

birthday wish : champions league title for the gunners

its all good uh. its all going away. no more sad songs. no more shit at night. its all smooth sailing from now. alhamdulillah

rock on

cold

fast one

final assesments:
charcoal/pastel drawing
clock
cardboard sculpture (series of 5)
2 graded essays
4 woodcut color prints
acrylic painting

wouldnt it be nice to have someone to hug. its always raining and raining and raining. i repeated it 3 times. its so sian.

its flushing out of my system. good. very good.

rock on

santa claus

dear santa, here it goes




lamb of god 'killedelphia' CD/DVD


official merchandised red hot chili peppers shirt


LARGE plain black hoodie w/ zipper

and maybe some peace and tranquility. lobster dinner with my friends. yes lobster. lobster. cant get the taste out of my mind. succulent. marvelous. yummy.

and yes, christmas falls on the 25th this year.

happy happy

well no one likes to read emo posts. so i shall stop.

so



"how could i forget to mention, the bicycle is a good invention?"
sorry if, i was a burden to anyone.

i think i found the in-between =D music music. time to buy a new pair of LIGHTER sticks and NOT play rock but just groove and groove along.

rock on.

denial

there's something wrong with me lately. sudden bursts of uncontrolled anger. scenes of self-made violence runs through my mind now and then. metal. sometimes its sorrow, void of anything. happiness has left and in its place lies the remembrance of deceit, pain and betrayal.

emokid emokid emokid

i'll fucking bash the brains of the person that calls me that.

its not like i fucking want these things to come they just come and go. now that theres so much work to do i suddenly feel the stress creeping back over my shoulder and there is currently no way to LET LOOSE. i am not a loose cannon. just a pressure cooker cooking its way to oblivion. i felt diabolical once again. sadistic. something i havent felt for YEARS.

close friends of mine should know how i was back then. evil.

the void of the cork allows the wine to flow freely. the void of the wine glass turns the whoe affair into a bloody red mess on a white tablecloth. what is it that i truly want? straight As? someone to hold? a good time?

one person dies (yes die. die and burn in motherfucking hell)(ok sorry i flipped) another one is gained. im very fortunate and honoured to have gained another sister. and i hope like with many of my other sisters i will be the best brother any sibling can have.

so all is not lost. stop listening to slipknot motherfuckers. lamb of god is here to stay!

rock on

the siren's call

now things are different.

today in IA class - a siren is a mythological creature that is made up of a beautiful lady's head on top of a bird-like body. what these tykes do is lure men, usually sea men, to sharp jaggedly rocks by their voices, hence the siren's call. this call is supposedly so powerful that ALL men will be distracted into this horrible fate.

the other day in history class - Dr Sean/Sian said that in biblical terms it is usually the women that drive men to their deaths. and don't forget it was eve who was tempted by Satan to eat the forbidden fruit.

all of a sudden i feel like Adam, wanting to EAT the forbidden fruit. but knowing that i cant possibly do that i hesitate and this hunger lingers within me. "do you still **** me?" sounds like the invitation. the "i don't **** **** you" part is the part where i get flung onto earth. that is if i munch on the fruit. **** is a word that ends with E. go figure. =D

someone in need of help and company could be misunderstood as someone having an infatuation on you. just because the person goes to you for help does not mean the person is having a crush on you. many subliminal messages can be brought about unknowingly by both separate persons.

which ultimately brings me back to the siren's call. "do not heed the siren's call" is what I'm telling myself now. Odysseus tied himself to the mast of his ship before passing through the sirens. i on the other hand have no rope and MIGHT end up in disaster if i get careless.

rock on

the korean invasion

ok look at what Lophe did to my sketchbook =S

(its obviously not drawn by me)






for those of you who dont know, Lophe is THAT korean girl in my class. the one you guys like to talk about. SHEESH. and some of you have pretty silly minds. to think that i love kimchi.

actually i do love korean food, heck i love ALL food

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start

i am considering printmaking as my major now because it is so fucking amazing and because i am having some problem painting with acrylic. no fun =\ im going to borrow some instructional books from the library i guess. i just cant mix the colors right.

the first step - delete the blog link. second step - delete the email. now do i have to delete the number as well? there is no point visiting the blog. it makes my condition worse. the email never online. the number never picks up anymore.

i cant wait for the day im fully recovered.

thanks leslie.

rock on

metal head

good stuff right?

im starting to hate the night. its fucking lonely. fucking it is. i kind of dont like to be alone. i dont know. i have issues i guess. but i have the right to feel what i want to feel. its just another test i suppose. every test has a reward but this test is probably the HARDEST test ive ever faced. after 3 long years, an abrupt stop. a crash.

picking myself up from the crash. from the bent metal, the shattered glass. amidst the pool of blood and burning rubber. the senselessness of it all. i have to go back to the start. suddenly the concept of starting afresh is frightening. the fear of not knowing what is coming. or where im heading.


slipknot - snuff
with lyrics, goddamn

i cried to this fucking song. i cried myself to sleep.

did i deserve to have you..

rock on

shoes again

hi good peoples. currently doing shoes for Rui xiang. i guess i owe him that much. he has been asking me to finish it for more than a month now. and he promised us CHAMPION for sports day. i guess i felt guilty after that so..



damn that is wicked sick. i wish it were my shoes =x


"muhoho"

switching to last gear, highest gear. assignments all the way. no time for love =D friendship will pull me through. i HOPES

rock on

relapse

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nafa sports day part 1

i only have this picture. thats why part one =)

part two will have all the group photos (thanks bryan & eza) and all the ACTION.

where ma party people at at?

rock on

lotus bloom

short one

its good to know that for all those lonely times, when the past comes biting back, you have your friends and especially especially very important red hot chili peppers.

rock on

jamming sessions

usual class today. i had to sit damn far from the thing. suffered from fever the first few hours of morning. thanks very much jasmine for buying the panadol =D i only took one and felt better already. thanks all.




charcool again.

so today we jammed again but this time with jianwei. he can play well but the guitar sounded like a broken toy and to quote from him " the guitar..its only good for firewood" and the drum pedal is totally fucked as well. but we managed to make the most out of it. teaching him how to play drums xD

rock on

hot gates

happy birthday leslie koh you quan, my longest best friend. ive known you for half my life, since primary school. i remember all the times we spent dedicating our time to Magic the Gathering which eventually became my main influence for art. all the late nights at your house playing stupid online games and how you havent beaten me in winning eleven. at most its a draw. then again, i havent beaten you either. hahaha! hope you and serene get better and better. and thanks to your mom for giving me such a loyal friend.


did this for leslie's birthday. the colours arent dark enough. testing testing only la. im sorry if it doesnt look that good. im also blaming the lighting in the room when the picture was taken. taken at night. done in watercolours, my new favourite medium because acrylic waste paint (seriously)

oh you looking for paint?

had open house today. thanks to all my friends that came. sorry i didnt invite all of you. it was quite packed and theres nothing much to do anyway except watch tv and play cards, which was what we did. so thanks to keith jiayi samuel jasmine olivia elaine chongtat catherine danya and ian for coming over.

currently packed with assignments which im determined to finish this time. i suddenly have motivation to do my 3d studies. its like what doctor sian said (pronounced shun) finish your work on the day itself if possible. if not theyll bite you in the ass when the deadline comes (dateline xD). ok she didnt exactly say that but it was along that line uh.

i am enjoying the re-runs of bujang lapok on preview channel.

rock on

cool shit

i jammed with shane the beatboxer yesterday during tutorial xD. we were supposed to jam with a lot of other people but it turned out that the room can only be opened after 3. so shane booked it from 3 to 5. haha seeing that alot of people have not done their work, me and shane started jamming at 430. lol we only had half an hour but we did like 2 impromptu collaborations.

damn funny. i was trying to follow his beatbox beats. and he was trying to follow me so there was a lil confusion but it turned out great in the end. its just our first jam. and i love the splash cymbal there. everyone should have a splash cymbal. I should have one at home but i dont =\ then there was this huge ass teddy bear stuffed inside the bass drum. hahaha. last time me and sam stuffed a sleepng bag into the school drumset to muffle the sound and during band camp we would open the bass drum to use the bag to sleep! xD

signs of good times after a bad time eh? at night i played dota with the sam ian des. turned out i wasnt as good as i was before. then at night 'practised' dota again with dz. lol i kept losing cause i was trying out new heroes and i forgot ALL the builds! then dz said 'ok this time use your best hero' and i was killing him alot of times with rhasta, my current best. but im still a noob now la compared to last time. haha just a game. win lose also never mind =)

rock on

a short one 123

just wishing selamat hari raya maaf zahir dan batin to all the people out there. and happy children's day as well =)

rock on