i realised that for each blog entry, i'd be whining about something.
which is sad and pathetic really.
and look at me now, whining about the fact that i'm whining. i just moved onto another level of pathetism(is there such a word?)
i don't have strong opinions on the world and its current events, so i guess it doesn't make me much of a blogger. not that i wish to be debating about and its effects on mankind etc. but i do wish that i had a bit more substance onto what i have to say. this doesn't just go for blogging, but talking in a general sense.
people would say, "oh just read the papers and get more knowledge". a long long time ago i was a huge fan of newspapers. until i went to uni and got lazy. so now each time i make an effort to read, there's this voice in my head that says "you're reading without keikhlasan". because it's true, it's rare that i read any news article out of my own curiosity. and i feel dishonest with myself and i feel like i'm cheating on that reading material. yes it sounds silly i know. but bear with me. most of the time i feel objects around me has feelings. meh. i sound like such a 70's hippie.
it would be cool to be born in the 70's. surrounded by people like That 70's Show should be fun. maybe i could jump into their world and add another female character that they need, since they have 4 guys, and only 2 girls?
but i do wonder if i'll be chanting "blow all your troubles in a bubble and blow them away..." in a zen like manner, or "Sex, drugs and rock and roll" in some shabby druggie hut. ahhhaa. ha.
there'll be an indie music gig at KLpac later, gonna go with ismail, lina and maybe emerson. not sure how to get there. maybe i could blow myself a bubble and float there. and then have a sex, drugs and rock and roll party there.
speaking of which some people had been asking lina and ismail (2 of my close friends) if i'm with . for those who think so, i'll clarify right now that i am not. so if anyone of you is interested in fangirling him, go ahead, he's most definitely single. and so am i *hint hint* ahhhahha.
on another note, the reason why there hasn't been pictures on the blog is because my camera is wonked out. i hope it's just the battery, haven't quite tested it out yet.
but here's a picture ben took of my final year project. yes, the flying car.
it's a tribute for kish, my angel of mobility and protection.
personally i'm not happy with the style that i did. working on acrylics on 20 by 30 inch canvas for the first time, i got scared, rigid and wanted to make it look good as possible. and so it lost the spontaenity essence. sigh. takpe i'll try again next time. maybe i'll remake this in a different style and composition.
after submission, however, i painted using photoshop CS and came up with this.
and last night i doodled and got this. exploring lines and sketchy toning. and colours. gah i still suck at being brave.
on another note,
i miss oneechan so so much. mumu. did i tell you that there was a time i cried reading your blog cos i missed you so much? that was a few weeks ago i think. =<
progress on mental health: 0%
progress on social health: 1%
progress on spiritual health:-30%
progress on career life: 0%
progress on love life: 0%
progress on inner peace: 40%
made up my own numbers yes. but it's somewhat like that. wich i had a person-judging-meter.
music: joss stone-super duper love. (thanks calvin, i love this muchies.) it's such a feel good song. need more of these. =>