Sunday, March 29, 2009

untitled

Sunday, March 29, 2009

By the very talented Meon,

love needs no reason,
love needs no rhyme
what love really needs,
is to be shown all the time

though patience may just be passion tamed
don’t let your passion be held or restrained
cos passion hidden is passion withdrawned
let passion be free lest passion’d scorned


Saturday, March 21, 2009

Oh

Saturday, March 21, 2009

A haiku, by Naz

Vibrating and throbbing
Goosebumps and thrills
Oh, an SMS

haiku's are such fun...


Monday, March 16, 2009

'Tis, indeed

Monday, March 16, 2009


It's a world of laughter, a world or tears
its a world of hopes, its a world of fear
theres so much that we share
that its time we're aware
its a small world after all

CHORUS:
its a small world after all
its a small world after all
its a small world after all
its a small, small world

There is just one moon and one golden sun
And a smile means friendship to everyone.
Though the mountains divide
And the oceans are wide
It's a small small world

(Doing my cultural assignment about Paris Disneyland)


Saturday, March 14, 2009

A Laundry Lament

Saturday, March 14, 2009

(Sung to the tune of BJ Thomas' "Raindrops Keep Falling on my Head")




Raindrops keep falling on my clothes
They were about to dry but now they’re all just soaking wet
Nothing seems to dry
Raindrops keep falling on my clothes
They keep falling

So I just wait for the sun, a day that’s fine
But every time it comes I’m in my studio drawing lines
Asiah’s too far
Raindrops keep fallin on my clothes
They keep falling

There’s just one thing I know
The dryer in Amina, costs two ringgits
It won’t be long till bankruptcy comes up to meet me

Raindrops keep falling on my clothes
The wind blows them 'round and they fall down onto the floor
I wash them all once more
raindrops are falling on my clothes
they keep falling

Coz I'm busy
stuff is worrying me


/emote/

Happy
Yeah, I'm happy,
For me and for you
But that's why I'm sad
So sad
Wish i could be just as true as you,
Just like you


*when words fail me, fragments are all that come out*


Monday, March 9, 2009

WTH???

Monday, March 9, 2009

Imagine this. You’re showering and glance up at the high windows in the shower cubicle and see a head poking through, watching you. Well, that’s what happened to a resident of the ground floor of Block E in Asiah. The girl screamed her lungs out and the ******* scampered away, escaped, and is still at loose. When they checked outside the window, a crate was placed there for him to climb on. This happened during the day, this morning.

So to all female residents of all mahallahs, please beware and take caution when showering, and even in your rooms. Shower on the upper floors, lock your doors and close your windows, please. Have the security on speed dial.


Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Wake Up Call

Tuesday, March 3, 2009


Sometimes, the only thing that will wake you up from a sleepy building services class is a phone call telling you that your hostel is on fire because it got struck by lightning. Which is exactly what happened to me today. But for some reason I found it funny. Worried, of course, because I was told to go and save my belongings, but funny because I was thinking, I don’t really have anything valuable in my room, and I couldn't really believe that my hostel would be in flames, as it was raining cats and dogs at the time. But anyways I rushed out of my class, thankfully Qil could drive me back as it turns out, there were 2 bolts of lightning (followed by a huge thunder boom which woke everyone up in class) which struck the water tank which then burst into flames. Weird also, because it’s a water tank, filled with water. Made sure everything was okay, then went back to studio. But then got another phone call telling me I had until 7 to get whatever stuff I needed from my room because our block would be under quarantine. Rush back and gathered my stuff. Thanks again to my Qil and Jah for letting me bunk in their room…A break from the dullness of daily repetitive life, also a chance to mingle with my block mates.

Papitos is flying off to Kazakhstan tomorrow. Ho Hum.


Monday, March 2, 2009

Brimful of Rants.

Monday, March 2, 2009

Something is seriously wrong with me. I mean, who in the world falls asleep while they are writing their midterms? It happened to me twice this week already. I fall asleep in each and every class, in midterms, in cars, sitting, standing, reading, writing, drawing. Everywhere and all the time. This semester is definitely, definitely doomed. I have no idea what has been covered in class. My studio is going nowhere real slow. Working drawing is consuming every minute of my precious time. Culture report, where in the world am I going to find time to go visit an “entertainment hub”? Malay group report about the relevance of IT, not even started and I think its due on Thursday. Wednesday is Working drawing submission and Informative speech presentation. Next Friday is our final crit – all the details should be done but I’m still at my single line floor plan.

I've banged my head on walls on purpose just for fun, whacked my forehead with various books, this must be a sign of craziness right?

Coffee does nothing, internet is a distraction for only a while, studio is freezing or too hot, and me, I keep on complaining about things when I should really be working towards solving issues. Off I go, then, drawing door jambs. Oh joy.




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