into 900 words of my 2000 words essay.i better hurry.going to brother's house to see baby.aww...i've yet to carry him.oh my sunshine.






stress!
omgg...my microsoft office had gone nuts.now i'm using notepad to do my essay;and it doesnt have a word count.shit.arghh!!painting tmr.photography class need 6 pictures to show at the end.john's work is shit work.ackk!all under 2 weeks.will i fall under the mount of work that is suddenly,and forcefully shove in my face??? :/

psst..i think i'm only up to 200 words rather than the 2000 word long we're suppose to write. :'/ i cant continue anymore...i've read a part of the essay notes a few dozen times per paragraph to fully understand..and now let me digest the next few paragraph tmr.for now,let me do john's documentation that i've fucked up.oh i shall stop right on 11pm since i want to watch Project Runway.i know u will argue for me to watch on9 since Ch 5 is such a lagging ass;bt i'm lazy to wait for it to load on9.just a flick of a button and let me watch a few season back with my tomyam seaweed and 1A curry puffs and oh!daily dose of ruby ribena for the good of your eyes.

idk.every week in NIE.it is our ritual to take photos with the big screen Mac.






i'm officially an aunty for a baby boy at 6am today.
lols.yay.my birthday cake is for the 2 dearest ppl,my sis and my nephew.
:) i'm going to visit them soon at the hospital.
gotta bath;not yet bath!
btw,sis said thank you for the birthday present with that usual mono tone of voice

**
oh shit.pms coming.emotions overflow.hope u can take this shit from me.oh for me buying something just give me the thrills.i think it gives me the same thrill as stealing something;no,i've nvr steal.i saw this huge mystical ring at aldo.too big.i think my finger are unpropotionate to regular fingers since some is too small,some is too big,it's irritating.
marcus class was nice,only the part when we went to 7/11.srsly,7/11's cash register is spewing DAT2 money to the brim.Then Anis was saying that the bin is so small.
"the opening may be small,but the inside is spacious" i said.
"that's a nice thing to describe a V,Em" --Nad
tomyam noodles gulped down by us as passerby looked through to see young girls slurping it up.oh oh hot tom yam.burning my throat!jeanne dipped her finger into my cup noodle of boiling water.suv dropped the brownie and put it back into the tray. Shana told me in the morning that she bought 2 pack of cigg for the price of the regular one.Nadiah bought the Rhino glass bottle drink just so she could get the bottle-god knows for what since she's accident prone to ppl around her.Jeanne musing about the word RHINO water.Someone said "It's made from real Rhinos" yash said "hah!rhino testicles" omggg...suv will cause my cardiac heart attack--stop calling me Hannah!i'm not Hannah Monatanaaaa.i dont talk like her or whatsoever she does;i dont know *screams and pulls my hair*
[poor ppl who ate the fallen brownie]
fiery feminist.fiery mouths.

fiery thoughts.
jealous about little stuff that i felt that i ought to be slapped for.for you


weeeeeeee!!it's the weekends again.
i miss the time at home.i must be nuts.
there's new assignments to be stressed about;hist essay[went to the museum today] john's visual studies[bought the sketch book-B4-i know he wants bigger size,but i intend to fill as much pages in this book] painting and painting.photography.shit.no pasar malam to take pictures of.hope i wont cock up my roll of film next week :'/
hahahahahahahahaa but the most happiest thing of next week is that pay come in woooohh
but just as i was about to manical laugh,the NLB fine letter came in.
sighs...

okay,there's nothing funny to talk about here.life is a mono.it's like mondrian's work.idk.i shall watch Ghost World and be in a lullaby state of mind for this weekend so hopefully on the new weekday,i could face it with a big hello and probaly a smile.it's been a while since i ever fell like depressed,thanks to you :) but still...life is still mono.i wish i could travel to beijing in a giant rollercoaster that would cross the Red China Sea or wherever.over sharks and dolphins in the sea till i'm at the bird's nest to watch the Olympic synchronised swimming--that is,if i'm not too late for the event.anw,if i take a rollercoaster,i could probably give my friends a super airy ride there too so our hair is all poofy like cotton candy.we'll be afro freaks.if any of you is sea sick,u guys can just barf into the ocean :) no problem about that

i'm not a freak.
don't come near me

Laurie Anderson - O Superman

Maurice Benayoun - World Skin, Cave Installation, 1997

Interactivity: one of the dead ends of our artistic era

No video (Angie Bonino-1997) [Micromuseo]

Mr. President (Angie Bonino-1999) [Micromuseo]

Les Robots d'artistes.robotic art.Bill Vorn!

this is an entry before i plunged into the day.
for now,my morning is fine.ate scrambled eggs with sliced hotdogs.
worn my clothes for the day[could not think so much about what to wear;just grabbing]
my hair is done up[no no hairspray.some ppl are still wondering how i do my hair] lols
--it's something for myself to be amused.
talking about that,let me drop into the other day when i was twirling my 2 'horn' with my 2 hands.and sarah and eja was giggling at me it's like twirling some icing cake on my head,only it's real hair.and also the other day,i unconsciously heard fizza said i look like einstein as i was concentrating on dismantling the poor keyboard with my (killer) screwdriver.haha.nahhh..i'm over exagerating. XD

well,ystd night was spent aimlessly in amazon.com.there's an on9 spree and i'd loveee to have the mary janes but -DAMN- my dreams gone with a poof of farty air as they said they want FREE SAVER SHIPPING.grrrr..so the whole night wasted on eye-googling myself again with stuffs.

another monkey that ruin my life.anw,i rubbed Spongebob's face on my butt.hope u have a smelly rub to your own f-face too;where ever you are.u cant go hiding from me,i made an oath to get my things back.
well,also the fact that i lied to my cousin.lol.but i do get my money back.i dont think he'd ever remember to pay me back.so,i just have to give him a little push.sorry cousin.but you know,how come it took you so long to pay me back when i heard u got 10bucks per day to spend in sch.oh wells,but thanks.Mission Possible 1 down. anw, i have to ask because the money is a lot, if it's a few dollars, i could just give it to you

it's kay and pig-eyed class today.lol!so mean.jeanne said he got pig eyes repeatedly.oh i wish me and our classmate could get fresh cigarrette air outside in the middle of Marcus's BOREDOOM class,to 7/11(it's a store and more of a hangout place) it makes school a teeny bit interesting..nadiah hates school.me too.can we rebel?can we got to the Speakers' Corner like i saw in the newspapers today?i could not give a f damn to read kay's week5 notes.the other week she asked us whether we read,then,i bluntly answered no.and she was like "do i have to tell you each week to read the next week's notes?!" groans.eviiiiil witchyyy.
anw,i hope i oculd see the guy that looks like Mr Baet,only he tied up his hair in 2 too-cute-for-him ponytails.omg.haha.a big old guy skipping around sch with a sch girl's ponytail. XD and ooh.try go youtube and type "Biggest pimple on back" please eat while u watch it.u might need some extra mayonise.lol!ystd was fun with jeanne,anis and huda :D

hey hey,anis and nadiah still owe me songs! hahaha

the sky now is the color of prussian blue,with a tinge of yellow...the sky comes with the occasional flash of blaring thunder that shook my window railings.beads of water splattering on my windowsill,creating like a symphony of the Light and the Heavy.the smell...oh!the smell of rain just perks me up.i reminiscence the usual sky;so unlike now;the beautiful purple tinge with a bit of orange from the sun.but oh wells,i rather it's this prussian blue everynight.and possible,day.

i acted childishly upon something today and i hope i can erase back from your memory like how easily i rub away pencil marks with an eraser.yes i feel a ring to my ears.oh how much do i have to make you believe me."for me and you,there's worlds apart,with aching looks and breaking hearts".it's familiar for me,this words..hmm...

that leads me into a self-discovery...i dont need a group of people with my similar taste to make my world.i dont want to live by rules.for example,rules of dressing.i dont want people to think me and my friends are siamese twins.like in SLC Punk,the most hardcore punk dude in their group is the most different from the rest;he looks like a nerd.but he could really beat the crap out of people.he's what i call an Silent Evil Demeanour. XD

ops.i didnt realise that my floor is wet with rain water.
psst..my sis's bthday present...Mercyful fate dvd plus cake tee hee! XD




MY ELECTRONIC MOON

nam june paik

An Urgent Morning!!

haha Master Of Metal! \m/


It was this time of the year
when I saw you and i disappear
It was this time I felt a sear
as i sat melancholy on a sier
A sea of deep red, I fear
For what the future beholds is so unclear

And this was the reason that long ago
As I look back now, I know
Although-
This heart of steel is hard to plough
Let it rain rocks of ice snow,
scary shadow show or tidal flow;
it doesn't matter.
I heard a soothing distant sound of a cello

Drawn to it as I stood by the sea
As you plucked the strings behind a big tree
Concealing yourself,you observed me
I felt like nothing could get me;even the Banshee
like the waves crashing on the rocks; we're an Esprit
And like the sea spreading to all ends of the world; we're free



did graffiti because the stupid grafitti club called us to try out.thx to you my new friend,for making my first time graffiti lips nicer..

in roti john's class.we're playing with with shana's hat and my shades.some pictures...

hello

i'm now researching for visual studies.and i'm hundred percent sure that i don't want to do what john suggest me to do.i felt that there's no meaning in doing something you yourself don't like.so...my new topic(s) are insomniac!!and CANNIBALISMMmm.i wonder how is it like to not sleep for several months or up to a year...i wonder how is it to eat a fellow human beings' flesh.idk.i found the cannibal idea from the china guy,Vince,that cut up another dude's,Tim,and eat him in the bus.it's a taboo subject.though i really want my topic,like i said to AJ and huda and Jeanne,i want my topic to be -BAM!- straightforward.

i felt like my brain was so clogged up with shit today morning.taquito and gulp diet coke cleared it up finally,in time,to do the last minute powerpoint for history.but end up our grp doing next week.photography on monday was frustrating since me and huda[and a few more people] kind of got scolded by kenneth.i think he's a bit nutty in the head too,since he scold us for a moment,and the next he's talking like usual about the usual topic of:S00OOoo,have you guys watch "Mummy"?"Love Guru"?"Journey To the Centre Of the Earth"?"House Bunny?"How about "Killer In Photography Class"??"haha!that last movie is nothing but,my fiction.
...hurhurhur...i dont know.sometimes when i see kenneth smile,it makes me feel uneasy.like once he yell "Someone turn the houselight off and the safety light on!!" he would flick out a chopper,and chop one of us one by one secretly,and no one would know there's blood all over since it's the 'red light' and we might not even know when we soak our photography paper in blood.so as to be puzzled why it had no effect on our paper.

i dont know if i seen the right person at the mrt platform...hmm :/ this troubles me..but what i know is that,i want to have the guts to pull that fucking guitar bag off the shoulder and smash it on the mrt floor.

the 2 person that is very important to me:
hmm...you made me think again.yes.sighs...i have to admit,it's very like fighter jet speed.i want to slow down.i want to slow down to 4 miliseconds per month.alright?you'll be the pilot.i'm your passenger.we have to make this journey possible.or crash,yet again...
the reason why i did that was to say how much i want to tell you and for you to tell me.if you really could see with your sixth sense,then sense that i miss talking to you.you well know me for long that i find it very difficult to put feelings into words,and rather writing it down relieves myself,or another way is for me to do an action that make me look dumb?


hello hello

let the days now be the best time of our life.
let the obstacles that are always indulging in our life take their rest.
or tell them to give US a rest.

and tell me.how can a whole life's story be explained just over a period of eating fries?i want to time travel back and watch us grow.watch how our mom's feed us when we're young and how we played in the playgrounds.maybe there's once that we crossed paths but didnt know,then.i hope i could beat up the kids that laugh at you at the playground.i also hope that you can stop me from hitting my forehead on metal railings because i did so many stunts at the playground.i hope we could sit down and watch The Magic School Bus as we drink sodas.i promise to make both our childhood a more fulfilling and memorable thing that kids are suppose to have.well,this is just my hopes of the past,the present,and lastly,the mystical future.well,this heart is always melancholy.but this is a fine line to cross.what i see now is a blur of blasting neon streetlights as i'm in the cab on this highway.it is TOTALLY different from the usual red surrounding that i see in my mind's eye;and what everyone see as they looked at me.

as i said,the fine line is blurred into strings of bursting neon.the happy ending is that i managed to shrug away my own depression


anyone kind enough to send me this song..?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XVnRzEjpUmE

and i need The Cure's new album The Only One :/
i wonder whether the shop at far east have it.
or maybe they dont,then i shall order it.hmm

roti john's class.idea= 0

omg.he got a head tattoo.

(smith/gallup/cooper/thompson)
the lyrics are funny!!it's super cheesey.gahh!hahaha!

***
cant.find.the.cure.album.

i dont like the idea that john gave me.i also got the idea about the jail last minute when he said supreme court.then after that he told me to do someething like 'filtration' to filtrate the bad...so i have to do like a mini tank with pebbles and shit. :/
i want to start all over again.i don't know how--and i'm stress with it.all i got for an idea is an end product.i want to do like a disco light in the middle.and some crazy looking dummy in the middle with jail clothes;--or maybe pajamas or maybe in a hospital dress with a teddy bear.. ??lols.sickness???then i think back again..
... ....OMGG so coollll!i just found out in wiki that insomnia is divided into 3 groups of Transient insomnia,Acute insomnia and Chronic insomnia.Some people that live with this disorder see things as though they were happening in slow motion, whereas moving objects seem to blend together.soo000....can i say the disco ball or rays of light is like what they see in their minds?

anis said i look like Hollowman.hahha










a few hours later at 10pm***
i'm so depressed now.can i go germany??wacken,to be exact??
miri had such a hell of a time watching all this bands below perform.
if ever i tell phantom that iron maiden was the huge act of this performance,
i think he'd tear his hair off his scalp.
wacken.why are you so so far away??? :/

singapore witty row of bands can kiss my ass!!!


i dont know how to start today.but i know my soul is not within me.you know,i'm like clawing at my ownself.i desperately dont want to fall into another depression again.actually,i tried hard not to fall into depression.i tried everthing to not fall into it.like you know...slish.again.damn.Omg.am i going to lose the battle in my ownself again??i even lost a great deal of my appetite to eat.i don't want to be psycho.i am not saying i am one.I AM NOT ONE.
i feel like a total bitch.but watching you go just makes me feel like just--i dont know what i'll do;break down?or just scream.i'm a very self-less person and i really hate myself for it.i know it's tiring for you to keep up with me.i just forgot the old carefree days.but what i know is that i'm not significant in your life anymore.i was very wrong too...but at a certain junction,you were wrong too.what i see in your eyes when you look at me is that,i'm just evil.

talking under the moon was really nice.when i was on a shoulder,i feel my very being wanting to burst out staining the sleeves.oh!i held it in.like i always did.no one shall ever see me in my own downfall.i know,too,if it ever stain the sleeve,it's the same act as smashing you,my glass,on the wall into a millionth pieces from the hundredth of pieces that you,my glass,had been broken last night.hey,i'm trying to be clean and sober back.away from my best friend,my glinting best friend at night. i am talking to myself and me alone.loon.

i'm still searching for an idea for tmr visual studies. :/

fuck philosophies.who need philosophies to lead a life?anti-philosophy.who will back me up?i'm the leader of this new movement.who need a fucking frame to make a fucking difference in their painting?this is the new age.everything comes with speed.just a splatter of ideas and throw it up the wall with some strong adhesive blutack that u could peel of the wall without scraping a paint off.yea.so i say,fuck it.


oh goodness!nadiah posted our pictures in this site.
i'm so shy ai ai aii..especially the last picture
eww eww eww.i look twisted.and where in the hell is my eyeliner?
why cant see?arghhhh!!~~
i'm one naive monkey now.urgghh
i dress like an apek today.apek apek apekkk.

theories and philosophies are admirable nutcases in folder files to make life the more the more complicated.



Throw our little cares apart,
Where is the world without a heart?
An empty space- 'twas a route,
toy this heart that's in a gamut.
Nothing!nothing more than shadowy light!
upon a barren desert i take flight!
Parted upon misty wings,
apart from this are mythical things.
No need to quiet any fears
No path-no beginning-no ending-O dear!
The world,and all it did contain,
it's a worthwhile joy of pain.





hello,in this moment i am falling over into my past.i hate the screams and laughter in my left ear.it just turns my mood black so fast.--if ever i was given the power to switch the volume,i would not just crank down the volume but smash the bloody radio of a People with some baseball bat or iron rod.this is what i called Screaming Bloody Orgasm.nyahahahahahahah!!!
but anywaysss....they got through.loll

[this is sick]then again..i would love to half-drown and then melt some skin off somebody.
pull out all the teeth in the mouth bloody.even the nails and toenails.
i want him to scream bloody gore.
nono...it will be too much a job.maybe i'll just cut start out by cutting the arms with my name
then dig out the heart out straight from the ribcage and push the heart down the throat.
take the intestine out and tie him into a burning chair with his own insides
and send a delivery FedEx to hell.





my head is big,my body unproportionate.but it's okay.i can balance this big head of mine when u are within me.i dont need a limb to walk,never mind,i'll be lame.flaming eyes.what is it that you are trying to say?

okay..sorry if i'm like posting pictures of myself. im not like those girls that post everything. like they are self-obsessed. would love to lick and wetkisses themselves...
but the top picture is taken by anis.she said could see the relection of the blue sky from my eyes. ><
ohhh..i just watched Secret Window a few moments ago.and i love Johnny Depp in this dark psycho killer attitude.