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school is a new adventure. it has been great.
even on orientation day, there was too many so called foreign fashionistas'.
struting they stuff as if on the runway, with clanking high heel boots to eccensuate the less appealing height and the way over the top, garments to cover some not-so-cute tush.
wow, it made me realised, jeans and polotee really rules.
even if the lecturers have too long of a goatee, or a beri good engrish that really give a whole new fun in history lessons, life could never be better with the assignments which are oh yes, very much.
Shot with W810i at 2007-07-27
i drew this old lady.
okay her eyes looks incomplete, like a bullet shot right through her, in need of an eyepatch, cause it is incomplete work of amazing art. *ahem
i can do potraits! pass me a pic of you, i charge you only 10-20 bucks.
im enjoying school anyway. weird, coming from me.
new faces, new smell, new weirdos...
RED
Shot with W810i at 2007-07-27
INDIGO
Shot with W810i at 2007-07-27
BRIGHT WHITE
Shot with W810i at 2007-07-27
I saw the floating national stadium beaming with colours, at 3 am in the morning, took a few shots with my oh so pathetic but trusty 2.0 megapixels phone.
and i shot this cool statue at national arts council,
i mean, wow.
Shot with W810i at 2007-07-27
and i shot this hot friend of mine.
Shot with W810i at 2007-07-27
the nice photo-edit not done by me.
BUT THIS, I DID!
Shot at 2007-07-27
hahahahahaha.
i suck at photoshop.
look at my fake brows.
so that sums up my tired week of late nights, ciders and vodkas, some wild experience, school ditching, eye bags involved, a week full of emotions, and unexpected turns. but simply very exhausting.
p.s; school nights and late nights just doesnt go.
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why.
look into yourself and you will see yourself; as nothing.
im nothing. my life is just a japery. it was timed.
now, now. let's not shall we.
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timecheck : 3.53 am
date : 20th July 2007
i regretted cutting my hair.
i hope she loses her job and have to sell fishball for a living.
screw you.
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ASS
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.................
I'm Yours
by Jason Mraz
Well, you done done me and you bet I felt it
I tried to be chill but your so hot that i melted
I fell right through the cracks, and i'm tryin to get back
before the cool done run out i'll be givin it my best test
and nothin's gonna stop me but divine intervention
I reckon it's again my turn to win some or learn some
I won't hesitate no more,
no more, it cannot wait i'm yours
Well open up your mind and see like me
open up your plans and damn you're free
look into your heart and you'll find love love love
listen to the music at the moment maybe sing with me
Ah, la peaceful melody
It's your god forsaken right to be loved loved loved loved Loved
So, i won't hesitate no more,
no more, it cannot wait i'm sure
there's no need to complicate our time is short
this is our fate, i'm yours
*scat*
I've been spendin' way too long checkin' my tongue in the mirror
and bendin' over backwards just to try to see it clearer
my breath fogged up the glass
and so I drew a new face and laughed
I guess what I'm a sayin'is there ain't no better reason
to rid yourself of vanity and just go with the seasons
it's what we aim to do
our name is our virtue
I won't hesitate no more, no more
it cannot wait, i'm sure
(there's no need to complicate
our time is short
it cannot wait, i'm yours 2x
no please don't complicate, our time is short
this is our fate, im yours.
no please don't hesitate no more, no more
it cannot wait, the sky is yours!)
well open up your mind and see like me
open up your plans and damn you're free
look into your heart and you'll find love love love love
listen to the music of the moment come and dance with me
ah, la one big family
it's your god forsaken right to be loved, loved, loved, loved
open up your mind and see like me
open up your plans and damn you're free
look into your heart and you'll find love love love love
listen to the music of the moment come and dance with me
ah, la happy family
it's our god forsaken right to be loved loved loved loved
listen to the music of the moment come and dance with me
ah, la peaceful melodies
it's you god forsaken right to be loved loved loved loved...
***this song got into my head and got onto this page.
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i think this is a very nice song,
heard it once in St james.
but after i read the lyrics,
the song rocked even more.
The song is kinda old though,
here it goes.....
'LOVE GENERATION by BOB SINCLAIR'
From Jamaica to the world
It's just love, It's just love,
Why most the children play in the street?
Broken arms can fade the dreams
Peace on earth to everyone that you meet
Don't you worry, It could be so sweet
Just look to the rainbow you will see,
The sun will shine 'till eternity
I've got so much love in my heart
No one can tear it apart
Feel the love generation
Feel the love generation
Come on, come on, come on,
Feel the Love Generation
Feel the Love Generation
Don't worry about a thing, gonna be all right
Why most the children play in the street?
Broken arms can fade the dreams
Peace on earth to everyone that you meet
Don't you worry, It could be so sweet
Just look to the rainbow you will see,
The sun will shine 'till eternity
I've got so much love in my heart
No one can tear it apart
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.......
im beginning to love plays.
especially the one i just watched.
superb. thanks cass.
and might even join one.
really opened up a whole new perspective.
its a must see. MUST!
im not telling which was it though.
so i helped mabs, in deco for an event involving bandanas.
the bandana party at attica,
and this is how it turned out to be.
 Shot with W810i at 2007-07-15
cool huh? under the UV light, floating pillow-like bandanas and hanging blow-up dolls dressed with bandanas. mabs were shouting, ''wow, UV really does wonders!''.
 Shot at 2007-07-15
a view from the flashy, reflective, disco light thingy.
tired, tired, tired.
and that's what this week is all about.
school' starting soon.
not excited.
till next time.
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kfc
LETS ALL JOIN PAMELA ANDERSON HAND IN HAND!!!!!
Watch more videos at KentuckyFriedCruelty.com
LET'S DO IT FOR THE CHICKENS!!!!!
(or for pamela sue anderson)
No, im serious. Its cruelty in a bucket. WAKE UP PEOPLE!
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why.......
im drained. im so sick and tired of all this.
i've tried. tried so hard to please.
again and again but all i get is pure disappointment.
the lies. uncanny.
what's wrong, will never be told.
afraid of being shown.
cause' they know it hurts.
i feel disowned.
i dont belong here.
why does this few hours have to reek.
your arrival pleased me with a sense of a fullness.
we have never been close, never.
i still remember you from the box of crayons you bought, from then titilated my interest in arts. yes you.
i've heard so much.
when im in her, she suffered.
i suffered, later.
you were never a great person.
and you will never be.
i dont ask for much.
she doesnt ask for anything.
the scars are you.
stained like how your life is when its meant to be clean.
you were never there.
when i was reaching up, you were somewhere, your world.
your world made up of people that choose to turn away and face the deep blue rather than their loved.
is it love?
no, just companion.
just a theatre show to tell the world how life is getting by and what you have accomplished. which is nothing.
her, i love. you're different.
i rather you make gold appear.
i was brought up without any of you.
the shame.
you tried, but not hard enough.
what are you hiding.
is it another one of your world?
how many do you need.
where are the happiness when we need them.
you know what i mean,
no not you.
i'd rather do it on my own.
you're a nuisance.
an unfair one.
dont hurt her. you're hurting her enough.
i cant bare to think of her pain.
it kills.
years.
decades.
she thinks bout' you.
she told me.
the door is the only barrier keeping us apart but yet i feel you're so far away.
and yes i wish you're so far away.
i dont hate you.
im willing to, but i figured its eating me up inside.
it deprives.
no one's perfect.
but we try to be.
you wouldnt.
instead you're spliting our harmony.
why?
what's wrong with us...
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thoughts
have you ever felt like an outcast when everywhere you turn, everything seems to be in out of place, the environment and you just doesnt blend smoothly like the morning breeze and the cold dew that creates the stagnant atmospheric chills...?
i do wonder at times the irony of judgements. judgement is something so infinite that storms up reactions that is based on oneself, maybe to an unduly opinionist, they worry that they might have to lose a stand in their own territory and beliefs, which may sometime triggers or intimidates the other party, that may turn judgements into a replusive work of attitude and as for the more flamboyant or the contented minds, acquiesce contacts and flourishes communications in newly found acquaintances, graciously. these are the examples of superb interactions and mannered behaviour. judgement is very crucial. as so are the first impressions.
maybe a suit and a tie might work, or an elegant cocktail dress. a smile brimming with anxiety? or perhaps give those soultry eyes a try? life is so full of unexpectations that at any point of time a friend can be a foe. if i were given a choice either to be stuck in room full of spiders, or a room to mingle my ass off with people, i'd rather mingle with spiders, maybe discuss the philosophy of spider webs, over some chardonnay. people intimidates me more than anything. i worry. worry about the good first impressions and certain judgements. and this always leads to the usuals, like sweaty palms, paranoia, the fearful stares that always give the impression of arrogance which im totally unaware of. is it just insecurites? lack of confidence maybe. who knows underneath those slightly perfect posture lies all the insecurities in the world.
*confidence is key; yeah just keep telling myself that.
we're living in a very materialistic world, full of souls, trying to race to the top. some have tools, some just have greatness in them. the way i see it, every indiviual who try, have a certain something that is waiting to be unleashed and discovered. maybe its talent, but its more of passion. i do feel very pressured trying to prove to people, but more importantly to myself that i can do it, with determination and truckload of hardwork. it simplifies to this. but it ain't that simple once your on your way. phew. if only mao zedong is alive still, we might have live in a communist world and life maybe hard, but more fair. but a fact to face, life is never fair and will never be.
i need some sugar. =/ 
Shot at 2007-07-10
maybe this will help take the load off. http://www.popsugar.com/
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FINALLY. the blog is up and running. a place to rant, bitch, moan, and screw. hahaha.
it tooked me such a long time to choose my skin, cause there's millions of ugly ones to choose from, and to edit, blah blah blah, like total 8 hours, i know its not that great and thanks for those who helped. i can be a real noob at times. and no, this is not one of my diva-speech, cassan.
i spent my monday at home, facing the laptop which brings guilt everytime i look at it. its been raining nowadays and hell yes its such a joy. brought up a whole new level to sleeping. How great my life is huh....?
I've been easily irritated nowadays. small things irritates the crap out of me. why am i like this i sometimes do wonder...hmm. even smells irritates me.
i flipped on the channels on tv and saw a recast of victoria's secret fashion show 2006. adriana lima is HOT HOT HOT. i dont really know what's the big hoo-haa bout' gisele bunchan though, yes she's gorgeous but i dont know, haha. miss lima gets my votes and also whatever else she demands from me.
lima-feva'
she's one super hot lady.
*If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world
I don't quite know
How to say, how I feel
Those three words
'l say too much
But not enough*
Anyway loads of thoughts been in my mind this few days, yes it sucks pretty bad.
And im addicted to mah jong. I never thought i would have understand the game or actually play it. enjoyed it and played till 5am, late for an event, get stares and bitchy eye-rolls, whatever, life goes on. hahaha. i really need to be more responsible. god.
ANYWAY.
karma exists.
so till tml?
night.
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