I have like… a few sketches due, but I’m so not in the mood to do it right now. Mix matching different stuff to see what fits. Screw scale. Man I haven’t drawn in ages.

Went to Illy’s wedding yesterday.

Went to Illy’s wedding yesterday.

WENT TO ILLY’S WEDDING YESTERDAY.

I don’t care what anyone says, it was not my fault that we were shamelessly late! Putih and I decided to take off (lol whut?) an hour earlier cause this would be the first time I’m driving in KL and chances of getting lost in the city? Highly probable. We reached there at 7.30, half an hour earlier than expected. And we didn’t get lost! In fact, we didn’t even wonder off to some unknown territory! So we decided to go to aki’s to change and get ready. I made Mieko put make up on me. I wore make up! Now I feel totally bersemangated to wear make up! Fen! Stepo! You guys shall be my sifus! Anyway, at the wedding, Marr waved frantically at us, who were, as they put it, shamelessly entering into the hall, mind you, it didn’t help that our table was practically in the middle. Our table, however, were invaded by… I’m not sure who. So mE, Sarah and all had to sit in another table. Putih was stuck with me and Marr, who happily sang Always and talking about OUR future weddings.

Reminder:

People I will definitely not invite to my wedding:

Stepo (I fear for her presents and she herself)

Marr (She’s planning to terrorize the hard forged impression my mother-in-law has of me!)

Putih (She would encourage the others…)

The others should stay sane throughout the wedding so yea, you guys can still attend :D

Anyway, after eating and snapping pics with the geng and the salaaming the bride, me and putih had to head home cause putih was supposed to be home by 10. Which, was, impossible considering we left at like. 10.30. It did not help that after reading up on how to get there, I never did look up for how to get back. So we travelled to Bukit Jalil, went to Ayer Keroh, bordering towards Negeri Sembilan, turned back up to Puchong and finally reached home at 12. It was hilarious that in one night, we practically nearly drove into another state while not knowing it! I swear that somewhere between there we were like, in petaling but somehow we went off to Puchong WTF. I also ended up like, at the end of LDP. The other end, the one at Puchong Selatan. You did not know how glad we were when we saw the signboard stating, ‘Carrefour Subang Jaya, 7.4km more!’

Hello sleeping in the middle of doing assignments! I need to get myself a table filled with thorns so that when I do fell asleep, I sleep on thorns. Slept while thinking of possible designs for an… apse. But forget that. I had a disturbing dream. One that might or might not reflect my current mental state. Even before anything happened, I was already aware I was in a dream. Or at least, I should have been considering I was seeing myself. I was sitting on my bed, Japanese style and oddly enough, wondering, how good it would be to die. Regrets? I had none. So, MAGICALLY, I brought up my hand which wield a kitchen knife and held the handle with both my hands with the blade facing towards my chest. Oddly enough yet again, I was thinking, I wonder if it hurts, but that though quickly got thrown to the side with just a, oh well, I’ll die soon anyway, and with a slight hesitation, I brought the knife to my chest and I even wondered, should I scream? It’s painful. I thought it was wise for me to scream but it seemed laughable so I just slumped to one side and waited for the pain to subside. Rather than my vision disappearing hazily, it was suddenly all black. My eyes were still open though (mind you, as stated before I was looking at myself). It felt so nice just lying there in that place. The black felt comforting and the void, reassuring.

And THAT, was when I got back to reality, waking up in front of my laptop, with a pencil in hand. I kind of pondered but I don’t think I’m that depressed enough to kill myself yet but the thought of not needing to worry about things anymore and the comfort and satisfaction felt when I was lying there in that realm of black felt right. Wouldn’t it be boring just lying down in a place where darkness and light did not exist? Just you, and all the black. But in the dream, it felt right. I didn’t have any regrets, I didn’t have any lingering feelings, I felt not happiness, not sadness but just a state of calmness.

No, I still have far too much to do before I leave this world :)

But, maybe I am depressed…

Life sucks… Just when I felt like being a hard working good little girl, cad decides to crash on me. And when I though, okay, I shall give up redoing the cad for history and just blergh, start on studio, I realized I didn’t take enough pics to happily fill up the presentation stuff. Hell, even the first slide I didn’t have a picture that would satisfy me so I gave up.

AND PLAYED ROBOT UNICORN ATTACK!

IT HAS A UNICORN! A ROBOT UNICORN! AND RAINBOWS <3

IT HAS DOLPHINS AND GHEY FAIRIES

Man my life is screwed… shall try… err… making Klang look pretty :)
Or pray that Cad works. Putih’s right, I am a workaholic. I BLOODY NEED SOMETHING TO DO GARGH!
To summarize my whole entry…

Thanks Luther, for messing up my already messed up life. And credit to original artist for pic above. I FEEL LIKE DRAWING SOMETHING FILLED WITH RAINBOWS A FAIRIES AND CRYSTAL DOLPHINS!

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Always,
I wanna be with you,
And make believe with you,
And live in harmony harmony oh love!

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On another note, they made an MV for Sherlock Holmes soundtrack, Discombobulate. YES HANS ZIMMER! YOUR MUSIC IS NOT JUST TO BE FORGOTTEN JUST LIKE THAT! <3

Man I am awesomely hyped =/

Sem 5 has so far been… oddly relaxing. ODDLY. It’s scary. I actually had a day where I just sat down, blinked away, stared into space and wondered, what the bloody hell am I doing idling here? That was yesterday. Today however, the cruelty of architecture is smacked right back into our face. We had to go to Klang and either make a 1:250 scale model of a zone in the town, analyze the site or analyze a building. This was, decided, totally by random. So I’m stuck with analyzing the site. Which, doesn’t really require me to do much. Just a presentation. My mum made a fuss about going to KL.

Sweat + Humid + me = disaster

So she made sure I wore sunblock (god knows why) and slather what i presume was  an inch thick of lotion. Of course, with all the sweat they totally washed off. Anyway, being clueless, we walked, and walked, and walked, like the clueless people we were and I don’t know how, we spent 4 hours walking under the hot sun like the idiots that we were. It was hot. Then it rained. So it was hot, stuffy and humid and every disgusting feeling you could ever think of. All in all, I came back smelling like a genius and a huge rash case on my right leg.

Geh… it’s really hot. Even with an air conditioner turned on, AT NIGHT, it’s still hot. What is wrong with the weather ergh. My friends are coming tomorrow and my room is a mess. I don’t think I’m in the mood to clear up my room so screw them and their perception of me. I am messy. It’s a fact. Messy allows me to be creative. Problem is, my room is also boring and going through ourbedrooms is not helping. How the bloody hell do people have such osm rooms naturally?!

I have a scrapbook PAGE and a photo due next week and I haven’t even started on it.

Since my Engrish is failing me so badly lately, have decided to TRY and post a drabble every other day when I’m not busy. Keeps the brain going. Puan Kalwant would so totally be proud of me. Mr. Jacob too! But my novel is beyond completion and I only have until July and I only am like…. 50% completed…

My life is osm :) and I am so totally lovin’ it.

But god dammit my back is aching. I need to stretch. I’m thirsty :(

This is where I should place pictures from my site visit but because this site visit was THAT uneventful, you’ll have to be satisfied with this.

Just came back from performing in Subang Parade. Why was I so kiasu I had to perform without music sheets? Then again, when you perform with music sheets, your eyes are always focused on the notes but haha, overall it was okay… I guess. I slipped a bit and actually panicked in the middle of playing ‘Drink Up Me Hearties’ and forgot the chords but like my teacher said, as long as my melody is still okay, people won’t notice much. I was hella nervous though. Biggest giveaway was my right leg. It was shaking, VIOLENTLY. It didn’t help that I kept it on the expression pedal so my lil bro said the song sounded shaky cause the volume kept going up and down but IT WAS NOT MY FAULT. I tried to will my feet to stay still BUT IT DIDN’T. My cousins thought it was a way for me to control my volume, my teacher obviously realized how nervous I was and told my mum I was panicking like shit. My mum thought I was totally okay. I THOUGHT I WAS TOO ACTUALLY. Until my leg shook sooo bad. Argh… Why do I shake so badly when I’m nervous… Even my final presentation, my right arm was shaking violently as I presented. It’s a bad habit. It’s a total giveaway that I’m freakin out of my head.

I would post pics but… I’m too relieved out of my shit now and assignments… haha… my fingers are stained with ink. Black blood (lame inside joke)?