Tuesday, May 01, 2007

I just got a new PC at home, but I can't go online from there because of God knows what, so I'm stuck in my brothers' room doing my Barbie research. My parents conveniently dumped the old computer (the one that is a menopausal old bitch and keeps dying) here, so here I am.

And the screen keeps flipping out on me, scary bodoh!

Anyway. I like school, except for the fact that I start at 9 and end at 3 everyday, with no breaks in between (6 hours without food like what the hell) and the project deadlines are hectic beyond belief! In fact, I'm doing research for my first project already, and it's due next Friday.

I'm supposed to find a design icon/s, do research on it, make a collage and write up a few essays totalling up to 2500 words on the design icon I've chosen. Oh, and a 5 minute oral presentation as well.

I've chosen Barbie! For a reason unbeknownst to myself as Barbie is so not me. I only had one Barbie doll in my lifetime, and I abused her. Yes, shame on me. I coloured her hair green, drew eyeliner on her, and finished up her magic glitter. Mine was this fairy Barbie, with a skirt that opened up and sprinkled glitter dust everywhere, much to my mum's chagrin.

Then I gave her away to my little cousin, and I've never had the desire to purchase another one, ever.

Anyway, Barbie is a fantastic design icon, I find her quite fascinating actually. I bet you don't know her full name or her birthday. HAH.

I realise I haven't blogged about orientation. BUT there were so many things that went on, I have no idea where to start (or to end), so I won't bother with the details. Design had a four day two night camp, and it was good, because everybody got to see me without makeup, in the morning some more, so now I have nothing to hide.

I experienced the scariest nightwalk EVER ( I swear, my heart was in my mouth during the whole goddamn walk), discovered a whole new level as to how durable my voice is despite cheering non stop for four days, discovered a new way to look at the chicken dance (I tell you, it can be seriously violent) and basically met some of the most interesting (in all aspects of the word) people in my life. Not to mention, some of the hottest too. Haha.

It's great meeting people who are on the same lunatic wavelength as me, the energy is infectious. Jiwa ah.

Then there was grinding at JamnHop, and I ended up being drenched in sweat (mine and possibly others) from the waist up. Beautiful. These are the kind of nights I live for. Okay maybe not haha!

Then there was Final Clash and the regatta, which was cool shit because of the female wakeboarder who performed, and it was my first time watching a dragon boat race (YAH sua ku right), and yah Business won overall champion clap clap hurray G-double-O-D-J-O-B good job good job.

Design won Best Spirited WOOH YEAH JIWA!!!! TP DESIGN WE AINT GOT NO ALIBI WE DESIGN EH EH WE DESIGN!!!! *thunderous applause and screaming*

Okay, the computer's having a fit now because the screen keeps blanking out so I'll blog another time yeah? Maybe after I get my laptop whoopeedooday! Haha ta honeys!

@ 6:33 AM

SYAF I AM

Okay, so I'm this girl right.

Who had big plans to change the world.
When I was young, I wanted to be either a zoologist, veterinarian or pilot.
I wanted to travel and help eradicate poverty.

And then when this girl grows up, she's all like, fack that!
She becomes guilty of things she never thought she'd have done.
She meets people of all shapes and sizes, some beautiful, some downright fugly.
Both inside and outside.
She becomes acquainted with some things called failure and commitment.
She realises love is as elusive as, perhaps, weight loss.

I let my inner demon out through my art.
Enjoy.

Y

SYAF LOVES

green eyes on hot guys, red and purple shoes, pepper and cream puffs, lincoln park at midnight
sitting on carpark roofs talking nonsense, meaningful silences, chewy cookie bits in vanilla ice cream
chocolate icing, shopping till my legs give out, smiling at random people, thinking about stuff

N

SYAF HATES

panadol or whatever pills for that matter, retarded nails, losing my voice, being broke
bananas, my thighs and big ass, man boobs, seeing something i really like but discovering that it costs a bomb


SYAF WANTS

levi's jeans, pimple cream, fake lashes, hair dye, a bigger paycheque, M&Ms
new specs, and possibly a hotass guy to sweep me off my feet

YOU SAY


THERE YOU GO.

{} shikin
{} atiqah
{} sarah
{} syafs
{} azura
{} ilyana
{} nurul
{} syaf
{} jocelyn
{} laila
{} aiman
{} SBOFpirates!
{} friend
{} friend

designer : kathleen
image : jde

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