Have you ever...

Had the feeling,
the feeling of tiredness
and that you just want to give it all up,
and leave the present, go on a fantasy ride;
on board a ship that sails on clouds, fills its sails with soft whispers from dreams.

But then,
as you take your first step onto the ship,
there's this invisible hand that pulls you back?

Yes people, its the official hair-drop week once more.

Its bye bye to sweet dreams,
bye bye to unicorns,
bye bye to cotton-candy clouds,
bye bye to day-dreaming of hanging out with bishies Oops~! ='D

And its the official say-hello to :
Unhealthy life style
Insomnia
Caffeine overdose
Brain-cell massacre sessions

And of course,
Massive Hair Fall season.

Anyways,

GOOD LUCK TO EVERYONE!!

*p/s: should be on hiatus til 16th, when I'll eventually get back on my backlogging... =x*

When in doubt...

always look back to the little things that will light up your gloomy world.

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Thank you all for being a part of my life.

demotivated.

That's what this post is turning out to be....
planned to post in detail each events but I guess I won't be able to do it now...

I know its still early for me to feel down right now, but I just can't elp the thoughts of.... nvm...

On the bright side, my finals only last for 2 freaking days!!
Which means I'll be a walking corpse rushing 14 topics into my pea-sized brain, but also mean that I'll be able to cosplay this year, WHEE!!~

Hope the cosplay won't turn out to be a huge disaster... >_<
oh! I don't think I'll be posting up on past events that took place as.... well..... many things happened.

Like when I got my own car on 24th oct,
attended a workshop on ethics,
did crazy things with my friends in NYNY Deli,
baby-ed my brand new Canon to bits,
snuck out to MV and got myself Anna Sui (Yes baby~!),
took pre-grad photos with my dearest classmates,
literally swallowed 3 topics within 4 hours' time
for mid term,
on that faithful black friday a motorbike ramped into my car door,
tried to catch a glimpse at the supposed meteor shower but failed,
went out with friends to times square....

I guess that's about what took place in the whole month.

And now some random photos to prove just how awesome my new canon baby is :


Meet THE Canon

And it all started with.....

***NOTE!!***
(Heavy Msn-screen-cap-ed photos ahead with A LOT of CRAPPY conversation fresh right out of the oven..)

p/s: will get to the proper post some time...soon.....




*At that time my dp was this...*

And so I went and disturbed the other leng lui in question.

Which, at that point my dp was already this...

Which the leng lui says..

And that ah pek's reaction was like this when he saw...


And then he continued on laughing and laughing and claiming to be laughing by himself, alone.
So I went...



And then... at this moment...


And also, I was telling the leng lui about...


*I switched to another dp before this epic one and then switch back to this dp at the request of the leng lui*



-ss = syok sendiri-




-its like trying to talk sense into a cow's head *vomitsblood*-
-TR = Tanjung Rambutan/asylum-

And so after further compliments of himself and ss-ing before he willingly goes offline...


Talking to this thick face ah pek can really cause high blood pressure.
So like I've said this a million times to him already...

Speed update.5

Dead tired.
Promise there'll be an update after I'm done with my date with DIGI,
and also finish studying my IBE for mid terms impossible.

and yes, I is still aliv3.

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I think I'm gonna hate Thursdays now.
Wait, I take that back. I hate Thursdays... for the next 5 weeks to come.

Sorry to start off the post with such a negative remark, but seriously, I'm just not myself right now, and feeling very emo due to all the things that are going on at the moment, and am seriously feeling the stress now.

Life so far has been great... how I wish I could actually say that. I mean, its not bad, its just that things are really packed and hectic, far more hectic than it was.

Yes, its that time again, the time when the fog thickens and blurs my vision once more.
I am so sick of trying to find my way in this labyrinth over and over again. Might as well getting a GPS for my life. But then again, what does the GPS stand for in the context of my life?



So anyways, until I get those oh-so-depressing; f-ed up thoughts of mine on how I'm living my life like a poor self-confusing bastard, I'll just do a quick update on what happened during the time when I went MIA from the virtual fairy-land.
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I guess I'm gonna start off the updates with photos of my artworks for the past months:
done as birthday presents, and for practice purposes.

For Sally's bday:




This is the 'WIP' drawing, the finished drawing is WAYYYY cooler and WAAAYYYY complicated with all the hair floating around.

The cat went to Sally, while the girl went to Saru~

Saru's:


before

after
My proudest work at the moment.
Not only its a 13-minute drawing, it was also an experiment with various medias including eye shadow.

Rhu's:


Just a simple birthday card with a personal touch to it.
Took me hours to do this cause I'm so out of touch.

And her birthday cake which I bake.

Practice purposes:

Attempt with copic markers #1. Quite satisfied with the outcome.


A quick doodle on colored-paper.


during process

Finished work.


The only drawing I did when I was back at home-sweet-home.
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One of the motivator to go back home, my handsome 老夫子.

For the one week that I was back home, which was also super unexpected and hyper last minute kind of decision, I was still recuperating from the after effects of an event known to many as final examinations.
By the final 2 papers, I was already beyond any average homo sapien, feeling like a literal ghoul.
So anyways, I spent about 3-4 days of my 1-week stay in my comfort zone at home.
No virtual holy-land-visiting.
No movies/TV staring.
No yum cha sessions.
Just me and the 4 walls of the room.
Which was exactly what I needed.

Then after getting better, had the chance to meet up with my friends, who'd always remind me of how life should really go on despite what a pain it is.

And then I went on to tidy some of my old junks and found some precious memories buried under the pile of garbage. Yes I'm a full time garbage collector.



It is with much pain and regret, that I have to say, these no longer exist in my collection of garbage. These are my treasure of all time, and I had to throw them away since my dad wanted me to clear up some of my old stuffs. I had a hold of these books when I started taking Piano lessons, yes, they are piano books.
Not only were they part of the reason why I got attracted to art (come on, who can resist the cute drawings on the cover?), they also reminded me of my mom, who always accompanied me during my piano lessons.


This is a CNY card which I think I received from a dear friend of mine during Form 1/2, and it made me LOL-ed the whole day. I mms-ed her the photo and she too had forgotten all about what she had written, or about the card for that matter.


I think this was Form 2/3? A time when I was SOO hooked onto anime and even spread the bug to my friends at school, and ended up sacrificing an exercise book to write up a review on animes which we like during that time.
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I also would like to say that, I love sunsets.
Yes, sunrises are pretty too, but I love sunsets more.
And to me, sunsets back at home are the best.



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I guess that's all for now. I shall go and clear my head a little and just, rest more.
Gosh, its only been 2 weeks and I'm already starting to miss home once again.
I'm just sad-case, am I not...


The same place, same scene. Just a different feeling.

Inspiration is ♥ .

Inspiration only comes during the hours of the dead; a time where drowsiness hit the hardest, and yet your hand just move on its own with a blurry picture in mind, trailing the movements of the songs played at the moment, and for the moment.

And because I do not have creativity, I just have to rely on the vague path that I see in my vision, trailing -with my hands and my faithful-ol' buddy- the melody that's playing; the song of the moment.

For however the song's path may affect the blurry vision of the moment, the blank paper will turn into a magnificent individual of its own, unique in its ways, a deviant of the lot of whites.

Now won't you agree with me, that a piece of white paper is the playground for wild imaginations? A place where 'they' are, and you just have to discover them. ♥ ♥ ♥