Playing soccer in the rain was sure awesome yesterday, considering playing with the same old people who started playing soccer together during the last world cup season, you know, it's like back to the good old days!
It was insane i tell you! Everybody's sliding one another! Still cant forget that moment when Marc slides Choonmin,, sending him flying in the air ahaha! Never had such fun playing soccer for quite awhile already man.
Decided to skip school today as im damn tired. Im such phycologically challenged when it comes to waking up in the damn morning for school. Should try to sleep early the next time round to avoid such thoughts.
Anyway, yesterday night, i made a stop motion animation! I was messing around with the SLR and my bro's super tua(big) spiderman figure. Next week, im suppose to pass up a stop motion work with my group, so i figured out, why not do some experimenting 1st? haha. Hope you guys like it man!
spidey harresment
Crossed
Friday, February 20, 2009
Sometimes there's a level of tolerance, and once you cross it, things are not funny anymore, and you'll realize that I'm not smiling anymore.
Untitled
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Untitled
Dragging himself off his bed, he went shutting his annoying Ultraman alarm clock, and went back onto his bed, thinking to himself, "It's alright, I still got a couple of minutes to go".
He had this feeling that he's like sleeping on air, where the part when he dreams of falling onto the ground will shock him up from his dream.
"Oh shit" he grab his tower and heads to the bathroom, but the door denied him from entering.
"Who the fuck's inside?!" he thinks to himself frustratingly.
He's running out of time, it's 7:40am already. But yet, he could only wait.
"Eh faster go bathe can use already," his grandma nudged him.
While showering, he thinks to himself "Fuck, why i went back to sleep again just now, now damn late already..."
He tired speeding up what he usually does every morning and leaves his house, riding his bicycle to the interchange.
On the MRT, he felt so restless, seeing all people, with the same old facial expressions.
"Today's gonna be fucked up" he thinks to himself. "But why?" he thinks to himself again. It's not the first time he had asked himself the same thing.
Finally one day, he came to a conclusion - When everything doesn't goes according to plan, people goes into a panic mode, in which leaves them in an uncomfortable situation. For him, waking up late is the root of his fucked up day.
So what leads you to your fucked up day?
Win Over Team Semua Rovers FC, ACM
Monday, February 16, 2009
Win Over Team Semua Rovers FC
Played a match against Team Semua Rovers FC yesterday and won 4-2. but i didnt score, F***!
Today damn boring, went to the Asian Civilisation Museum for my SAS Fashion class. Ok i lied, it's actually quite an interesting place to explore with so many things to see. But thinking bacl that i have to pass up a visual diary plus a 1000 words essay, my excitement drop to basement B2 from level 5.
blog's back!
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
SPAM BLOG? For those who were wondering why my blog was "deleted" for the past 2-3 days, here's a quick explanation - Blogspot's Auto-bot apparently recognized my blog as a spam blog, and there for it was taken down without warning. A human blogspot guy would then have to check personally if the blog is a spam or not. If it's not (like my case), it will be up and running again.
Take Me away Damn tired, wish i can be like Kayong they all, having fun in Genting currently, or like Marco, traveling to Bangkok later at 5am, only to return on Monday. Need to chill with some friends real soon, cannot take it ahah.
Damn annoying Damn annoyed by my classmate today. Firstly, he didn't print his font shit, and was like asking me to borrow him. I did borrow him, with the condition of him going down and photocopy a set for himself.
Secondly, he brought fucked baking tracing paper sia, just because he don't wanna spend on the "real" tracing paper in which everybody bought. I was simply amazed by how niao he was! God, wanna whack him sia!
And then in the Colour class, he fucking kept borrowing stuffs from me, because apparently he didnt bring his pencil box. I was like ok, this is too much. you know, it's not that im niao and dont wanna help him, but he's like some damn lazy and cheap guy. I mean, he ok la, but i hate that part of him.
Later the part of the day where we stayed back to finish our script, he seriously tested my patience. We were like staying back to finish our Video Production thing, and he kept on repeating "erm faster, i wanna go home". He came up with excuses in which claims that he's meeting his friends later. Starting, i was like trying to keep chill and kidding tell him "lame la, meet your friend, bullshit only haha." Till he really contributes nothing(worse give rubbish comments) and kept on repeating he got to go, I really cant take it anymore and scolded him. we were like trying to finish and get done with the work, and he's there talking shit, making noise.
If you're a guy.girl who do shits like him, please, one day you really kena punch by people i tell you.
Wed's classes best!
Wednesday, February 04, 2009
Wed's classes best!
The classes i had today were awesome! Simply just kept watching videos and stuffs, damn shiok ahaha! Only complaint is that the chair is so fucking uncomfortable to sit on, for a long period of time (4 hours). Back freaking aching just after less than an hour i swear, some lousy chair...
For Animation class, the lecturer seems to have endless source of DVDs to show us, which never fails to impress me (as in the quality of the works).
One of them which i really like is this -
Simon's Cat 'Cat Man Do'
It's actually quite simple, but yet it captures every aspects so well.
For Video Production class, we watched the movie "Gone Shopping". It's actually a local production, acted by main casts Kim Ng and Adrian Pang. It's actually pretty cock, but damn hilarious. Definitely a film that you people should catch man.
Here's a part of one out of the many cock scenes.
Went Bugis Junction then to meet up with the guys, as they were there wandering around for no real particular reason.
Went Bugis Junction then to meet up with the guys, as they were there wandering around for no real particular reason.
Tomorrow will be damn sian, going school for only one lesson. Like damn stupid sia. Probably gonna go down and make a pair of spec, for you know... home use.
Anyway, here's a picture we took at St Jame's Powerhouse 2nd Anniversary. It was actually taken by some hired photographer there, and the photos were printed out instantly. Everybody in the picture were given a copy, damn power! No wonder they call powerhouse!
Alright, i shall call it a day, and head to my bed now. See ya.
Tuesday, February 03, 2009
No Trust
Argh damn, i fucked up my colour tone assignment, and by next freaking week, I've to re-do it, fuck!
Anyway, my Zouk postcard design got to re-do also, due to it being too "spooky"... ahaha!
Dad's been acting real fucked up since last Saturday (actually he always do and honestly, i don't understand why does he always allows himself to be bothered by some fucked up "no big deal" shits.
Things like going home late, sleeping late and shits. Since Sat, he kept coming into my room to check on me, what the fuck? Just because his eldest son did some shit and pissed him off? And I got drag into it too? Oh here he goes again, he just did it again. Why is he always finding things to get himself upset? It fucking kills his own mood and the family's.
I mean it's ok to like implant a sort of discipline in me, but fuck, im 19 man, and you should know your son more than anyone else does, but times and times you claim that you do, but the sad truth is, u are just acting and assuming that you know, and that's the stubborn side of the fucking you that makes me dislike you at times. It's just the sad truth that i dont sense your trust in me. And for not letting me to take my driving, im seriously still fucking pissed at you. And i've not forgotten that you rather sell your iPhone, which i wanted, than giving it to your own son, who openly admitted that he would like to have it. What the fuck man? Im certain that its not the issue of money, what is it then?
Coming home late are just fucking normal for god sake, plus, it's not that i do it everyday. Dont i need to catch up with my friends? I got a way to arrange my life you know, and i've been doing fine so far. I dont need you to be "INVOLVE" in the arrangement of my life. You know, you just dont get the point man. I dont need you to restrict the way i am. Im a night guy, i like to sleep late cause im better at doing things during night, plus no one bothers me.
Your logic are very fucking dead do you know?
What?
Coming back home late = improper? Sleeping late at night = Abnormal?
In conclusion, you lack trust in me, dont have to come up with fucked up excuses to cover this lie. I know myself, there's nothing wrong with me. The problem is you. You're always being paranoid. Dont have to act one hard surface to show people la please, i sian liao la you always being unreasonable.
You people trust me, If he got the chance to read my blog, he will think he wasted his effort to raise this child up. He WONT feel a sense of remorseful, not a bit trust me, i know him too well, but sadly, he doesn't know me.
Oh ya, i wont forget that you single-handedly destroyed my 16th and 18th birthday.
We might be living pretty well off, but what's the use if you like to fuck up things so often and cause no family peace?
Im usually the spark that triggers off an explosion in a room filled with gas. I talked back to you while we were quarreling in the past cause you accused me, so dont blame me for not listening/ not respecting you, cause you dont anyway.
And what really triggered off the fights? 2 words - No Trust.
Without trust, what i do/ wanted to do/ did seems to be always wrong.
So dont bullshit to me it's my own doing that lead to all these shit although this time round i wasnt the one who is having a fight with you. I am referring to things that happened all along.
Now i can really relate myself to the song from simple plan.