dear me

OK. It's been a very long while since I've posted. It's very hard to post pictures without my phone. Nothing unusual has happened lately. Schoolwork is schoolwork what do you expect, puasa is puasa.

Puasa doesn't seem like puasa anymore.

It doesn't feel like it did and should(?) anymore.

Followed mom to this introduction to Islam class last saturday. I dunno why but I just went. Currently, religion isn't feeling like religion anymore. What is religion? What is worship? How to worship?

There are atheists, and monotheists and polytheists but what about the people out there that acknowledge that there is a god, but don't want to indulge in religion? What of them?

They say disbelievers are thrown into hell. But seriously, who is disbelieving who?

So many questions and NO time. Values change, priorities change. Paths change and minds change.


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sonova

MY PHONE IS DEAD AGAIN. I DON'T KNOW HOW THE FUCK THAT HAPPENED. AGAIN.

I DO NOT HAVE SOME OF YOUR NUMBERS SAVED IN MY SIM CARD.

SO I APOLOGISE BEFOREHAND WHEN I ASK ''..oh and by the way, who's this?"

WALAO EH.

walkabout

Post long overdue. Print stuffs, camping stuffs and some figure-disfigure drawing.


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creep

Happy birthday dear Julie, happy birthday to you.

Her birthday falls on the 08 of 08.

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oh

David. Not finished obviously. That day couldn't focus much. Turned out quite OK. And I hate to do charcoal on NON-charcoal paper. Very irritating. If only I had a charcoal pencil.

But anyway today me jianwei catherine and olivia came to school (on the only day we don't) to do our prints. Lo and behold. The word is out. Please remember to wash your plate ONLY after you finish printing and NOT after every print. Wasted our time man =\

Overall printing is a nice challenging experience (especially if you dont fuck up the sides with your dirty fingers dzaki) and you get to bully jianwei to wipe the press and tear the papers. Kidding uh. I do some of the work too okay.

Why my hand always kena one. I wash and scrub and clean already sure SURE kena.

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my first drypoint

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happenings

Discussion time!

I don't believe there is anything wrong with my hair. Everyone should just look at it in a deconstructionalist point of view and think of it as just hair. People should not be judged by how they look but how they present themselves when meeting new people. Smile, firm handshake, Hi how are you? Smile and be polite and considerate.

Good example. Metal people. People from Lamb of God, Metallica or Trivium to name a few. Sure they all had their fair share of 'fuck you's and headbanging metal shit. But off stage they are nice people. They talk nicely and are just like you and me, only much much richer and talented.

So about my hair. It's just hair. You want to judge me, judge me by how I speak and how I interact with you. Judge me by my achievements or failures. Of course first impressions count but hey, we're all different. Set our differences aside and try to look for common ground.

And that's it. Don't be so fucking judgemental.


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