Friday, June 25, 2010

Speechless

That's the way I like my man, being a Sunset Lady.

Ahahaha.

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Yunda Sayings

When in pile of shit, look over to patch of grass and work your way to better pastures. If one does not look up, one will always be in pile of shit.

Got into a spat of bad luck for the whole week. I've kena scoldings left right and centre. Its my own fault lah. And now people are worried because I seemed sad and that affects others. I mean, com'on. Me sad? Ha ha ha ha *Sobs* I dare you to say you dont feel sad after being scolded! Oh my gosh.


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Monday, June 21, 2010

Sketch of The Day

10 mins gesture.

Upset

UPSET means feeling or showing uncomfortable feelings of uncertainty.

I was upset today. Its like I am trying to stay cheerful because I am afraid of setting fire to the highly flammable highstrung teammates' mood. But through my smiles and fakely cheerful composition, I am high-strung myself. I didn't realised it. And I guess someone torched me up. And I blew up. Not verbally. But mentally screaming all sorts of curses you normally would not associate with young demure ladies. Curiously enough, one part of me just yakked my furiously typing hands off the keyboard and quited my current means of non-verbal communication, "Skype". A wise move indeed. As without any conversation to distract me, I concentrated with all my might on my work. Without any oxygen to this blazing flame, I cooled off totally and realised that I was highly strung to be really pissed off by highly-strung people. And that I cared, thats why I am upset. If I don't care about you, I would not even bother. I ain't perfect, and I ain't trying to be perfect for someone else, but myself, so I only have myself to report to. I ain't an angel to myself even, but I am happy as I am progressively improving.

And yes, I am still sketching. Never stopping. Its not the quantity as you will get burnt out. But each time you do it, be mindful of WHAT you are doing. Blindly sketching will just be blind sketching. Have an objective each time you sketch. I realize I get better faster if I have an objective. But hey... not all cakes are baked the same way.

Cheerios!

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Story Telling Time: Delusional World Part 1

DELUSION implies an inability to distinguish between what is real and what only seems to be real, often as the result of a disordered state of mind.

Sunday, 20th June 2010, Singapore

6.30am
I awoke to a mild sort of darkness. The darkness that most early mornings have. Stretching, I feel a warm sense of contentment washing over my lean body. After washing up, I trotted downstairs for a quick jog and to my pleasant surprise, who should I see waiting by his motorbike but Mr D himself. Leaning his lanky frame against the bike, he toss a helmet to me and gesture for me to hop on. A jog along the shores with Mr D, a bike ride back to my place, the morning couldn't be more perfect.

9am
Sipping my warm sweet tea, I greet my parents as they awoke and shuffled into the kitchen to grab their breakfast I had bought on my way home.

11am
My brother and I then went out together to town, playing some Lan games together, chatting about his school life and daily nonsense stuff. Quarrelling as we get to our lunch destination, I couldn't ask for a more endearing bonding moment with my lovely kin. My friends were already there, gesturing impatiently for me to get over to start lunch. Chatting happily away, I secretly check my handphone to see if there were any messages from anybody. One. Bingo. I blushed happily as I read the simple yet sweet message from Mr D. "Hope you have fun!"

6pm.
Back at home, playing board games, I paused the game halfway to help my family pack some dinner. The chitter-chattering of my family over warm takeaways just cheered me up so much.


10pm.
Painting digitally. I half-smiled to myself as I chatted with my buddies over MSN.

11pm.
Turning in to bed. Tomorrow will be an even BETTER day.

I love my life~!

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I need One.
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Friday, June 18, 2010

Lazy Bum Moving~!

Nya~~

Got prodded by someone who reads this blog, stating that I've been lazy!

Indeed I've been!


Goodness gracious. So here's a hardworking post to cheer everyone up!


At work:
1. I sorted out my invoices. (for Voice Over)

2. I've sorted almost 3/4 of my paperwork to Re-use or Re-cycle.
3. Slowly getting a sinking feeling that work might never end.
4. The cold of the air con is pressing against me. I feel... oppressed. By an air con.
5. Work email not working, causing me great irritation. I didn't like to use personal email for work. There is a line drawn somewhere, even if I devoted most of my time to my career.

At home:
1. MY ROOM IS HAVING A MAKEOVEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRR!
2. I realised most of my furniture is white!
3. This weekend, my family is going to saw my old bookshelves to re-create smaller furniture! I can't wait!!!
4. Got a couple of little drawings done up. Will scan them this weekend to update everyone.

And... I really want to be more feminine. Just to see how "cute" I can be... *ponders*

Here's a song relating to my feelings. There MUST be MORE than this life.


Friday, June 11, 2010

Welcome Back!

A post dedicated to the guys who just came back from an envious trip to Nippon.

Welcome Home!

Wednesday, June 09, 2010

What Scares You?

I was snoozing on bus 55 on my way home when I suddenly jerked wide awake, walked calmly over to the exit and reach there as my bus stopped nicely at my bus stop. Not being fully conscious, I just pat myself on my back for managing to wake up in time.

As I alighted the bus, instead of heading straight for the overhead bridge, I turned the other direction blankly. And bend over.

There, flickering underneath the bus, are active flames, licking desperately at each drip of oil leaking out slowly but nevertheless surely.

The uncle beside me was eyeing me as I refused to budge in that weird position and he saw that flicker of bright orange light as well. He started yelling at the bus driver and all the passengers ran off the bus to the bus 25 that is driving up to the bus stop or away from the site.

I just stared blankly, thinking, "That would not burst into explosion, nor get any more serious than it as long as the bus dont drive off." And I stood here calmly, while the bus driver put out the fire and other uncles stayed to see if help is needed.

After the smoke cleared, I walked off calmly, and smsed my friends. Shan replied almost immediately, panicking. And I wondered in puzzlement. Why is she so flustered?

Only when I reach home did the full impact of it hits me. And now i can't sleep. Not because I didnt get the hell out of there during an obviously dangerous situation, but because I felt the confidence that the fire at that point of time, is definitely not going to go off.
And I feel freaked out. In the past I would have assumed that some greater mystical being is watching over me (explaining why I have no fear). But currently, one singular scary thought keep running through my mind.

I HAVE NO SURVIVAL INSTINCTS AT ALL. I HAVE NO FEAR TOWARDS ACTUALLY DANGEROUS ELEMENTS.


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