Okay, I am at the moment brainstorming (if you can even call it that) for my first assignment where we are required to make a sculpture that;
[1] Is abstract.
[2] Takes into consideration the elements and principles of design.
[3] Is made from recycled materials.
[4] Can be used, practically.
[5] Describes our personality.
[6] Integrates as many geometrical shapes as possible.
And then present it to class, complete with how this shape gives you what emotion and blahblahblah. Okay... so what am I going to say lah dude? That a box makes me feel lonely, a triangle makes me feel angry, a pyramid makes me feel a tad sentimental *coughEgyptcough*, and round shapes reminds me of my childhood?
That iconic Rugrats ball.
Which reminds me that my sister and I just bought the Sailormoon series on DVD. Heck yeah. We love Sailor Moon, and Sailor Venus and Sailor Mars, and blahblahblah.
Okay! Back to the topic at hand:
The good thing is I'm enjoying all this. Not at all stressful. Yet. Maybe. But yeah, as of now, I'm excited to see the outcome of my work. I'm also excited to see the outcome of my colleagues' work... buttttt at the same time secretly hoping theirs isn't going to be TOO awesome, that it'll make mine look like crap in comparison.
:-}
I've been Googlin' since, like, 2 and a half hours ago. Looking at designer portfolios. I've went through pages and pages of excellent ideas on FFFFOUND and not to forget Tumblr and its many quirky contents.
And DUDE. Who knew that making a 3D sculpture of a hexagon could be so difficult?!
On another note, am planning to go on a concert. Or two. Or three. But I'm not going to mention any details, coz I'm afraid that I'll jinx it. I don't believe in jinxes lah, but its sad when you plan and then it doesn't work out.
For example; The MGMT concert.
The thing is, I was supposed to return from Umrah on the 22nd and reach home on the 23rd of March. Unfortunately, there was a mix-up and it so happens that only half of the jemaah were to return on that date, and my family wasn't included. So I reached home on the 25th of March.
The day of the concert itself.
I was already looking forward to dressing like a hippie, and swaying and whatever it is that you do when you listen to MGMT, really. BUT the flight home from Dubai was SO BAD. There were a lot of minor turbulence. I couldn't even enjoy Bambi! *Sobs*
First time I ever used a sickness bag for the purpose it was made for. (So far I've used those bags to bring home as a decoration, to stash in extra airplane food, and to write a heartfelt letter of complaint to that one Korean stewardess who pissed me off.)
Once I got home, I still felt sick. So I slept for a couple of hours before heading towards the concert. Its a good thing that my mother told my driver to send me over to the venue, because that night could've ended up much worse.
I got dressed, and even though I still feel sick, and my head was throbbing, I can't stand the thought of not going and just letting 158MYR fly just like *snaps fingers* THAT! So I got into the car, and thought that I should just go home because my headache was getting worse, and I don't think loud music in a crowded place is going to make everything any better.
So I told my driver to drive back home. And THAT is when it happened. I was about to tell my driver to stop by the side of the road, but just as I was about to tap his shoulder and say so; I barfed.
Yeap. I PROJECTILE VOMITED all over our Mercedes. And disgustingly enough, some of it got onto my driver. -__________-" I will never be able to look at him straight in the face normally. EVER AGAIN. (Except today, coz I found out he accidentally threw away my assignment materials, and I had to literally burrow my head into the trash cans.)
It was SO DISGUSTING. Seriously. My vomit even managed to get into the air-conditioning slits. EW right? I do not want to imagine how I'm famous I'm going to be if I went to the concert and barf over everyone within a mile radius.
Turns out I had a viral infection, and I didn't get out of bed for 3 days due to fever + extreme headaches.
I don't get sick very easily. And even when I do, I don't bother so much and instead just continue my day as it is, instead of burying myself in a comforter and have people do things for me. So its disappointing that I just HAD to be sick at that moment. *Sobs*
But everything happens for a reason.
Random, but;
Hello there Tuxedo Kamen.
Okay honestly considering applying into Taylor's Anime Club, just so I could take part in a Cosplay. NYAHAHA.
Goodnight now! I have to find my sugar glider Angelica and put her back in her cage. That lil woman is crazyyyy okay. She's been running around my room like a maniac, and when I've decided that their play time is over, she goes silent. Like, completely. And they are VERY HARD to find when they're quiet, seriously.
Super smart okay these animals. They ALWAYS manage to find a new hiding place.
Note: I'm craving something from Yoshinoya right now. A set? Oh myums! :-9
Note 2: MISS scuba diving. I wanna apply for a more advanced license. :-)
Note 3: Thinking of starting golf lessons again, and visit the driving range as often as possible. I want a license(!), be able to play with Ayah and Mama, get my own golf set and clothes(!) and OF COURSE; Drive a buggy. Life-long dream, hahaha.
*edited*
My sister Lisa is in
Lisa told me then that I always flip my hair when I laugh. BAHAHA. Mana ada! *flips hair*
I miss traveling with the WHOLE family. :'-( Ever since Lisa entered uni, we haven't been able to travel as a pack anymore. And its sad, coz even when you're having fun, you just KNOW that you'd have a more fantastic time when the gang is complete.
Parents are planning to go to Italy in May when the schools are on holiday, and I'm not even sure I can make it without having to skip classes for a week or two. I don't even want to skip! I'm only allowed 6 absences, and we get assignments almost every other week! So yeahhh I might be missing out on tasting some genuine froyo and gelatos and whatnot. :'-(
Oh well. Everything can't always go your way.
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