丑

很多的時候，
我們覺得生活裡頭都希望有一個丑角，
但是丑角為甚麼要叫小丑，
丑角這個名字，
對很多人來講，
好像不是一個好聽的名字，
但是他帶給你歡樂。

可是你的歡樂，
是建築在他的痛苦上面，
但對每個丑角來講，
他都有個夢，
就是想讓你高興。

我有時都很享受做個丑角，
就是人生的那麼一小點的犧牲，
可以帶給身邊的人快樂，
可帶給他人歡笑的回憶，
我就很滿足了。

Sigh... It's so Fabulous!!

This is what triggered me. Been having this trouble since I've arrived. I can't live without blow drying my after shower. It just happens. I did it on purpose last night and it got tangled up again. But this by far, is the worst situation ever.

I've noticed my wig while looking at my Europe trip pictures and there, my itchy hands. Next thing you know, I started trimming the back hair.

AND............. DISASTER......

Bald...

It's 11pm and I've made a superhero call. She smoked screen here and she had her ninja scissors and Shurikens .... Trim Trim Trim and came along a DJ + VJ + Performer.

and I survived!!

Tragic...

It's painful and it hurts much! What is wrong with my mac these days? Is it the punishment from the copyright agencies for d#wnl@ding TONS of movies? I know I shouldn't be doing such an awful act but hey, UK internet speed is tremendously at the speed of light! I have to harvest it fully! Sucking the juice to every bits! Not a bit will be put to waste. I am aware that I was once busted few months back. Evidence have shown that my mac was downloading Eat.Pray.Love. Yes, Julia Roberts betrayed me. There goes my clean record.

This time, Iphoto's gone mental for sure. To summarise the long story, I've accidentally deleted all (70%) of my Europe study trip photos. Amazing ones especially Ronchamp ones, from the great, the legendary Le Corbusier... *CRIES* When I noticed it's gone, I ran a deep recovery and managed to recover 90% of the 70% photos.  But still... sigh...

Guess it's time to reformat the laptop and make it freshly baked from the oven...

Reading...

Sorry for the brutal image. It has been ages I have not done any reading. I used to LOVE to read but what happened? Perhaps it's the evolution of entertainment? I have to complete a primer that titled "Make History Not Memory"with a chapter in it to be written by me. I've chosen to write about how is the relationship between China and Japan after that particular event. With that, I have to read loads of books. Unfortunately, there is only 4 books in the library that records such events which is quite a disappointment. Unlike back in Malaysia, there would be tons of books that records this event. Nevertheless, I have been reading them, trying to complete them. 

Iris Chang : The rape of Nanking

As I held the book by the bed, I find that it is addictive to read them. Chapters after chapters of stories of individual survivors. Their stories makes me feel that it is fortunate for life's to be as precious as gems. Most of them survived till today mainly because of luck but with a whole lot of experiences that you and I do not want to experience including brain bits drooling onto your face while you have to act dead and hold your breath.  I later found out that the author, Iris Chang commited suicide.  Traumatized by what she had learned and burdened by the weight of what she had taken on she killed herself on November 9th 2004.

However, reading these should not trigger my nerve for anger (which I actually did in the beginning) but to learn not to forget history yet to learn to forgive. This topic has already embedded into me, to learn memories and history together but the learned memory wouldn't be as permanent as those who spoke about. 

It's like a tattoo.

Mitch Albom! You're next. You have been on the queue for so long, I thought I might read you on the 13hours flight but I did not. Ended up with a perfect good movie on flight, some interesting interactions with the Japanese Obasan next to me and some good sleep. I will!

3 years...

Time flies huh?

Very much... Raining now and I'm stucked in the firm. Nothing much to do but boss requested to have a look at my sketch tomorrow.

Tonight will be all 'aza-aza-aza!!' (punch) sketches... and squeezing creative juice...

Will be cleaning some poo that left in the firm few years ago...

ILLUMINO

ILLUMINO ® is a series of flexi glass light tubes that Illuminates through salvaged shattered glass from construction site. It speaks as a language in a series during the dark. The movement of language extracts as a breathable life-being as a whole together.

Progress

So far so good...

I hope

Suffocating

Finally...

I can breathe....

Oh yes...

That feels good....

-Unknown-

This is my space. My column. My territorry to who I am. It's been with me for 5 years now.

Today, here I am.

Hi! I don't exactly know why I felt the urge to write here but the content is still unknown too.

Hmm. Life's been that way and the bitterness still remains after the training month. The colors had faded, guess I need a search for the colors. Maybe that is what has been playing in my mind the whole day. In search for colors. How? and where is the colors? What is colors. What am I searching for...? The sweetness? The sourness? The saltiness? The savoriness?

Sigh...

2010, 2 more years to go?!?!

5 days from the beginning of the year. Ain't that late aye~ 2010, 2 more years to go. We're getting closer towards the all-famous prophecy. True or false, we'll find out by then. Sis gone for national service for 2 days now. Her presence or shall it be, her ghostly movements somehow does make you realized that she's now gone... to.... jail... Indeed, one day you come home and you feel something is missing or something is just not right... Nevermind, 2 months... bear with it, Princess!

Happy New Year people!

Boundaries and limits

We are humans, we have souls, we have emotions, we have dreams. Everyone is different at their very own kind. and of course with their own limits as well.

We are taught to be a person with moral values. We are taught to be kind and nice. We practiced the theories. But we never taught to know that human have limits.

Indeed, human does have limits. But nowadays people are challenging the human limits and capability. What about emotion? That too have limits.

Tolerance and understanding from a person is limited. Each have their own lines drawn.

By understanding this, I bet would make you another better person that understands human.

Why can't I? I know it's the language...

Die.... Can't I just have my own fusion of language? Instead of having one? I explained clearly that it is a significant period, it is a mark of event, interior and exterior. I admit it is weird, but what if it is meant to be weird? Is there something wrong for it?

A piece of paper with a few gems on it. Is that weird? Help... Paper with history engraved on while the gems are the vital periods that we're supposed to remember. It is there, you can see it. I guess it's only obvious during the night time?

The Guilt

Presenting! The guilt! The sudden felt guilt for not updating my blog aka

(also known as) abandoning it. Guess what? I'm back! Instead of moving

to tumblr which I left it there half way. I think it's best to just stick onto blogger

although tumblr is friendlier. But maybe, I've just gotten used to blogger?

I'm back...

Call me an idiot...

Seriously! Call me one. I sucked bad time. To be honest, I've never seen Black or White video by Michael Jackson nor most of his other videos except for the one (donno what name) with zombies... Frankly I'm not a fan. People around go "You never listen to Michael?" I do... Just I'm not a fan and etc. (emphasizing his signature moves too). I don't get why people are so crazy for him as well. His moves are all over the place but seriously, I have a different point of view or maybe I just do not know how to appreciate dances.

If there is a chance (once upon a time) on meeting him one on one, I think would go 'So, you're the Michael Jackson, the name's Jonathan, nice to meet you...(sit down and remain silent).....' than 'OMG OMG OMG!! MICHAEL!!!!!!!!!! IM YOUR CrAZY FAN!!! YOU SHOULD KISS ME !! HERE, HERE, HERE and HERE!!!! AHHHH!!! (screams) I'm fainting! I'm fainting! Am I dreaming? Am I DREAMING!?!?!?!'

I heard on the radio the other day when they mentioned something regarding the Black and White video and goes on about Thai dancers. I was driving and had no idea what are they talking about. Decided to click on youtube just now.

Saw Jumba had an update in youtube (had been a loyal audience for many years). He was talking about how great Michael Jackson is and everything. Finally someone speaking something good for Michael on behalf! Maybe from my side. He was totally backing him up. Seriously, finally someone is looking at the good side instead of the bad side of him which it does impress me. I have no feelings of lost for Michael, just being normal and shock with his sudden death. After his speech, I had a sudden flashback where I used LOVE his Free willy song and the earth song. I remembered after watching free willy, I would stay for the ending credits and go along with the song and I would watch free willy again!

Being in my shoe, I see it differently. Radios and the community of facebook went on and on about Michael and I wonder, Why now? Why people starts to appreciate someone when only the person dies? Why everyone looked at what he did than his talents? Everyone is being too fake. Audrey said, it is to celebrate his career. Okay.

Checked out the video. I was inspired by the video although is not so successful to my eyes but it did inspired me with the message his trying to send out. Nearing towards the end of it. I noticed something. *rewinds* ' Is that Tyra Banks?!?!' *Colleague leans over* 'yep'. I went on 'OMG! OMG! She's in... ' Adds in an impression point for her being successful on my list.

Deep Black Sea

It has been a year. I know what I've done last year was a blast I hope? Something new and creative? This year, I had made exceptions. I really got no idea what on earth to get her. It's her birthday again. An annual date that shall not be forgotten. I nearly forgotten it and was heading back home.

Made a detour all over KL, emptied my wallet. All went down because of some ungrateful bugger. All I can say is, Whatever~ No more this focked up shit in future!

The White Planet

I noticed that there are quite an amount of people was counting the days for rain. It did not rained for 3 days straight. Maybe it was obvious that we hope for rain or a snow storm if possible. The sky tonight was clear and cloudless. The full appearance of the white planet shone brightly as though street lights are no longer necessary. I grab hold my camera and took a few shots of it. It seems like it's a compliment to us for having global warming... (Am I out of my mind?)

Yes!! BECAUSE OF GLOBAL WARMING!! WE'RE SUFFERING HEAT DOWN HERE!!!

WAKE UP HUMANS!!

The World of ...

Kairi and I made a trip down to Petaling Street aka China Town yesterday. It was a journey of discovering new things and culture. When we're about to leave I spotted something... 'Kedai Butang'. Hmmm... This must be what Shereen described as Amazing! So we ought to check out the store. It is quite hidden but I spotted it. Wow for my eagle eye sight!

Now we get why Shereen was Wow-ing about that shop! It's like a Library of Buttons! No... It's more like a Buttons Museum! Every shapes and forms! We can't exactly keep our mouth and jaws up intact as it is like a dream of buttons!!

It comes in all shapes and colors! Even sizes too!! Best of all? The Price!! We were betting that Farahin would go crazy in this shop! Oh... That's FOR SURE! Even I myself got crazy for the amount and designs of it.

Well, that's all I bought. I brought not enough money out as I was in a rush during the mornings. Ohohohoho I know what to do with the buttons now... (God! Sounds like buttons fetish??)

Where's Yours?

Remember the day you had your first love? Or the most memorable relationship you've gotten yourself in? Or maybe your fantasy on the word L.O.V.E?

Anyways, not here to discuss about the wonders of 'I Love You' or 'You bring colors to my world'.

Just stumbled upon Jon Schmidt. He is a fantastic pianist I dare say and didn't know he produced a new piece lately. A fan of instruments as to speak, the recomposed 'Love story' by Taylor Swift and 'Viva La Vida' by Coldplay is simply just magnificent. The re-interpretation of Love Story did expressed successfully. You shall hear it for yourself rather me spitting things out.

The Night From The Library

Actually I've forgotten much about when is this. I was heading back home late from college after working out the sweats for Building Services II presentation slides and of course, it went out fantastic, just the lecturer does not know how to appreciate this kind of presentation. It is a presentation and it is a style of presentation, yet she commented the words on the slides. *Sighed!*

I brought my 450D along to have a few shots in the Library and all went great!

I caught this on my way back home. This is one of the reasons why I love the city. I love the casting speed of lights and shadows. The movement and the fluidity flow. It is in a speed beyond a human's capability while producing forms of art. Inconsistent art pieces.

Seriously, I thought the day would NEVER come again. Few weeks back, I was at the same place, passing by to get the train and I saw something quite familiar... Now, again? Right after library?? Passed by, saw it, acknowledged it, ignored it for awhile, paid for the train ticket, went up to spot it.

What I saw before this was a set of balls. No, it's not balls balls, its Balls! Yes! Male-Gent-Boy-Man-Modern Primate's Guts! That pair of Guts! Still don't get it? Okay, testicles! (tentacles for Jo) Well, it struck me at first because it looked REALLY familiar. Hey! I have a pair of those too!

I saw it dangling in movement, exposed to the public and you would suspect that's a flasher or just a beggar who's incapable to get better clothes. NO! It's not.

I'm glad I brought my camera along, set up my zoom lens and ready to 'Paparazzi'

Just you're wondering, that is the dick! Dick! Penis! Zakar! Cock! Konek! Child's saying, Ku-Ku-Chao! He was in the mood of expressing himself for the stage of relief. The procedure calming or to say easing off his raging hormones! But in public? Hiding behind the bushes and to be spotted by ME? What-The-FuCk!?

As he saw me with the camera, he shifted positions and I expect him to just end it. NO! He did not! He continued?!?! No eye see....

(I wonder why blogger change the quality of pics... de-graded and pixelated after I uploaded it...)

*Sorry for the blurness. It was dark and in a distance. I need a tripod but I don't have it with me and I'm tired for that day, Its on a zoom lens, means its in a distance, doubt flashes would reach the target*

Let's Polkadot-it!

Pop-it, Lock-it, Polka dot-it, Countryfied-it, Hiphop-it, Put your hawk to the sky, Move side to side, Jump to the left, Stick and Glide.

Well, previous post, the Hoedown Throwdown preview got me really interested with how and what the movie is about. I downloaded it and just a few hours, Voila!

I know I should be driving up the nerves of studio II, I know I should go spin my head right around for History finals. But I miss entertainment. Yes I do. It's for two months I didn't really had much entertainment other than a few slacking periods. So yes, I have slacked on the total wrong timing. I thought I only watch while I eat but it got me to continue the movie.

There is a few good L-M-A-O parts and with feature appearances on Tyra Banks, Taylor Swift, Rascal Flatts.

The best part is the Tyra Banks vs Hannah Montana shoe fight scene! That really L-Y(your)-A-O. The lines are good and hilarious.

'Do you know who I am?'

'Oh I know you know who I am~'

'So?'

'So?'

'So?'

'Give me that shoe!!!'

'Give me!!'

'You know what? You want it? Jump for it! Jump for the shoe Hannah Montana~~' (Nak tunjuk model konon ^^)