tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35550548016097864112024-03-22T06:59:56.682+08:00月荷y.Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06401304173867737022noreply@blogger.comBlogger293125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555054801609786411.post-40770173676506200662013-07-13T00:56:00.001+08:002013-07-13T00:59:27.504+08:00Personal Space<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Gosh, how long has it been since I wrote something here?<br />
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My friend just asked about the lack of updates here (and I almost forgot I still have this blog) so hi, Angelos, here's a shoutout for you, if you're reading this! And also other silent readers, which I would just assume that I still have, in case you feel jealous that I did not say hi to you, hi!! </div>
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I have many many things that I can talk about, it's like my mouth and my mind will never ever shut up. But I think I've grown up to be a more private person than ever. There are so many things that I want to say and think but I don't really want the entire world to know, hence I do not update this blog that much anymore. </div>
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It's like, lately, I have very deep issue with privacy and personal space. I dunno why this happens but nowadays, I've been thinking that one day I have to get married (sorry, Jing Jing, if I do, I will have to break our <strike>40</strike> 39 cats promise. Eh, wait, is this even a promise?!) and that I will have to live with someone else my entire life. And then I thought that this is probably the most precious period of my life where I can live alone and have my own personal space and do what I want to do without having any responsibility. Which is why I am enjoying myself living by myself now. </div>
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I've learnt to be alone. Honestly, it rocks to be alone sometimes. The really good and calming feeling when I go shopping alone, eat alone, walk alone, cook alone etc. But it's really contradictory at the same time, because I am scared of being lonely too. You get what I mean? I don't know if anyone feels the same thing as I do but I love being alone, yet I hate being lonely. </div>
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I guess being alone is when you're doing something by yourself but being lonely is when you feel that no one in this world is there for you. So basically, I am someone who needs a lot of personal space but I also crave for attention (which wtf, I think all my friends should know by now). Sometimes, the fear of being lonely gets a little too much and then I start getting paranoid, for example, what if my friends actually hate me? I think this thought is so much lesser now but I used to think so much about it in the past. Wtf, I usually don't quite care about what people who are not close to me think about me (because I do not believe in first impressions) but it's the opposite when it comes to people whom I love. I care a lot of what they think about me. I guess it's normal to be this way because honestly, who doesn't want people whom they love to love them back. </div>
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Gosh, I have a lot of contradicting thoughts in my head, I need to get it out and pen it here. </div>
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So, friends, to make things simple, I sometimes need some personal space, which means that most of the time, I don't really answer personal questions so please stop asking me stuffs like this repeatedly. If I think you're worthy of being my good friend, I will tell you about my stuffs if you ask just once. But if you keep asking non-stop and I don't answer, you probably should stop. On the other hand, I will try to respect you as much as I can, so you have the freedom to talk to me about your life or if you don't want to, I won't force it upon you. I am trying to put this as nicely as I can, but people should stop expecting me to spill my life out just cause they've done the same thing to me. I am just not the kind of person to have girls' heart-to-heart talk and I'm realllyyyyy sorry for this. Hence, sometimes, the idea of having sleepover at friends' house scare me cos they might want to have girls talk session. If I were to talk about my life, I would when it feels right to and when I do, it's only to friends and family whom I really love a lot and I would really hope that they wouldn't judge me. </div>
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On a lighter note, I pretty much love all my good friends and I think they know I like to keep things private sometimes so thanks for respecting me! :) I am trying to open up to more friends now but it takes time, probably a long time, or probably never, wtf! But still, I try and that's what really matter, right?</div>
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y.Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06401304173867737022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555054801609786411.post-32008199311268175712013-03-12T19:38:00.001+08:002013-03-12T19:38:36.931+08:00Why I think my life is awesome<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I always think that first step to having an awesome life is actually to just stop whatever you are doing for a few moments and just be thankful for your life. It works for me all the time. <!-- nuffnang -->
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I might not be an awesome person, but I have an awesome life (on a second thought, I do think that I AM awesome). Mainly because I think I am quite a blessed person. </div>
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I am thankful to grow up in a really good environment and family background. In fact, I am thankful for just being alive. I mean, people die everyday and one of them could just be me. But I am still alive today. I don't know if I will die tomorrow but if I do, I am still thankful for all the other things in life. I am thankful for having a lot of opportunities in life and I am thankful that I am aware of them and take my chances. I am thankful that both my parents are good enough to send me to study in another continent. </div>
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I am also thankful that by having this opportunity, I get to see and learn things differently. I am thankful that I get to study what I love because I know there are people out there who do not get this opportunity. I am thankful that learning is a really fun process. </div>
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I am thankful for the bunch of friends that I know throughout my life. I am thankful that all the friends who are close to me are really good people with good heart because I know there are people with a lot of friendship dramas out there. I am thankful that my life in Melb is good, mostly because of the good company. I always think that friends are your family when you are away from your family. And I am thankful for the friends who are like my family here. I am thankful that I am currently staying in a place much safer than in my own country (as much as I love Malaysia, I don't feel safe when walking out of the streets). I am thankful for all the freedom I get when staying away from my own country and how I can just be myself without being judged. I am thankful for all the good things people have done to me. </div>
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I don't think I am the kind of person who has wide social circle (and recently, I just discovered my dislike for clubbing), neither I am the kind who's actually very proactive and sociable. Wtf, there are a lot of times when I just don't really care much about other people or pay much attention to them. But,, with my unfriendliness, people still come talk to me (at least I am still friendly enough to smile at them) and I am thankful for these people. My life is not super exciting that kind but I like the pace and lifestyle that I am living now, slow and steady (wtf, I sound like a retired old man), busy with my assignments and stuffs and I am also thankful for that. </div>
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.... and I shall rush my assignments now. D: </div>
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y.Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06401304173867737022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555054801609786411.post-45788209627170438652013-02-10T01:02:00.001+08:002013-02-10T01:02:56.853+08:00My (Chinese) New Year Resolutions<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
It's never too late to make resolutions and since Chinese New Year is also a new year, so I can still make them. <div>
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1) Be more outspoken. As an Asian, I feel that I am already relatively outspoken enough. Cos we are generally more conservative, so I don't really feel the need to voice my opinions out most of the time. And wtf, if too much opinions also we get scolded for being rude, so need to be quieter sometimes. But now that I am studying at somewhere with such different culture, I realise I really need to come out of my comfort zone and voice things and opinions I want to say. I need to start being responsible and for people to realise that I am important too. But I think the line between being outspoken and being rude is often blurred and it's really hard to distinguish whether I am being rude or not. Still, I think I can learn that as time passes by (a lot of times, because of my ignorance, I might have hurt people or what, cos like, I am really oblivious about others sometimes, wtf). </div>
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2) Be more appreciative of constructive criticism. I am the Queen of Denial, wtf. Which is extremely unhealthy considering the course I am doing now needs a lot of constructive criticism. I really admire how some people could keep on asking other people for constructive comments for their work or whatever they do. I don't think I have such a courage cos' I don't think I could handle such criticisms. I only want people to think of how pretty my works are, wtf. Here's what I promise to myself, to keep asking other people if there's anything that I should improve upon my works and projects. I also need to do be more open that a lot of people are not being personal. They do not hate me or think that I have no potential. </div>
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3) Learn to cook more food. To be a potential housewife, wtf. Try out new stuffs that I thought I can't do (it's ok to fail) so that I know more variety of food, instead of cooking fried rice everyday. </div>
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4) Get a bloody job. </div>
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5) Better time management. I need to avoid doing last minute work and keep all my assignments on track so that my work will not accumulate last minute like last semester. I also want to squeeze and balance my working time (if I ever get one), assignments, social life, sleeping time and some other random activities. Wtf, this so challenging but.. challenge accepted!</div>
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6) Join clubs. Or else I'll be sticking around the same friends everyday. They are really cool friends but I need to enlarge my social life, later cannot find get potential husband, wtf. The world is bigger than my friends. </div>
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7) Better results, so that I do not appear that stupid, wtf. But I need to improve on my writing cos' I suck at it and to improve my critical thinking or else later I appear too stupid also. </div>
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Ok lah, by jotting down my new year resolutions, I feel more of what I should do and the kind of person I want to be this year. Happy Chinese New Year. :)</div>
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y.Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06401304173867737022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555054801609786411.post-81519315808873355142013-01-29T00:56:00.001+08:002013-01-29T01:02:52.780+08:00The Benefits of Being Stupid<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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More like, I've come to acknowledge and admit that I am stupid. </div>
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And I blame UniMelb. Wtf, why full of smart people and make me feel stupid. And because my friends are all <strike>quite</strike> really smart also so it makes me feel is more stupid lah. </div>
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It's like, the more I study, the more I feel stupid of myself because I realise I know very little of the world. </div>
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I know I sound like as if I've got really low self-esteem and 自卑 (and more chinese words nowadays but nevermind lah, good attempt to improve it). I do at first but then I'm like, screw it, my skin is too thick to feel bad of myself. And hence, the journey to becoming a happy stupid person. </div>
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I don't remember feeling a stupid person back in secondary school and during A-Levels days. I used to see myself as someone who's not that smart but not too stupid also lah. Like, I still know of some people who are less intelligent (wtf, my grammar fail cos' I was wondering if it was "less smart" or "less smarter". Then I went to Google and they use "less intelligent". My grammar teacher can kill me now. And I graduated from Convent school. Can double kill me now) than I am but I also know quite a lot who are smarter than me. And when I say smart, I mean it in an academic way. Cos' we are Asians, only know how to judge others' intelligence based on academic level. But after coming to uni, they bring smart to a whole new level cos' people and friends I know are not just academically strong, but like super smart in everything, knowledge lah, sports lah, this lah, that lah. I also blame it on our Malaysian education system lah, everyday only ask us to just memorise everything from our textbook and then vomit out in our exams without having any actual critical thinking (shifting blame to MOE). </div>
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But flunyway, it's okay, I already admit that I am stupid. Admitting that I am stupid myself actually takes a lot of work and effort eh. Jenna Marbles, in one of her Youtube videos, said that once we start admitting that we are not the best and will never be, we will feel better and it would be like as if a huge weight has been lifted off from our shoulders. It's true what, sometimes we work so hard so that we are not that stupid but what's the point? What are we trying to prove anyway? As said by another friend of mine (wtf, I keep quoting a lot of stuffs from other people. I am so unoriginal. Need to cite them in the future), we have to deal with a lot of exams in our life, why worry for each of them? We face problems everyday, they're pretty much unending one. </div>
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After admitting that I am stupid, I actually started looking at life in a very simple way. There's a Cantonese saying that “傻人有傻福” (wtf, I dunno whether I type right or not, please correct me I am wrong. If I do, this proves that I really am stupid). It means "stupid people have stupid happiness". I think it is actually a really important thing in life to not just think too much and just be happy. It's just that not everyone can be like this. </div>
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Because honestly, if you were to compare smart and stupid people, who do you think are happier? Definitely the more stupid one lor, cos they think lesser, find lesser faults in others and just live life easily. Then the smart ones always think too much, find flaws in others and always thinking about the imperfections of life (ok lah, to defend the smart people, I know not all smart people are negative. There're some out there who are quite positive also). I know I sound like super philosophical and as if I am 80 years old and you're 18 but it's the truth ok. I am actually someone who thinks a lot, tend to find flaws in others and always focus on all the imperfections (but I am not smart ok). Nowadays, I am really trying to work hard towards becoming a more simple person (and hence more stupid than I ever did) cos I really see no point of having such high expectations on myself thinking that I could be happy but at the end, I will be even less happy. That's because I'll always always find someone smarter than me. I can't go on competing with others forever like that. This is what we always do, chasing something that we think we'll be happy about when we get it. It's like a race. We race with others thinking that once we win them, we'll be a happy person. But, after one race, there'll always be another race to run. And a lot of times, we don't even like the process of running, we just thought we'll be happy if we win it. Even if we do win it, almost immediately, we'll have to prepare for the next race and start all over again. If like that, how to be happy?</div>
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Wtf, I sound very deep and wise now, so deep you can't see me. -.- </div>
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See, that's why I am starting to embrace my own stupidity. Just like how girls should embrace their own bodies because no one is born perfect. </div>
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Also, I think by being stupid, I am, in a very indirect way, helping my friends. The thing is, almost everyone think that they are stupid (especially Asians cos we always like to compare one) even though they are not (and trust me, almost ALL my friends are like that). So when you think that you are stupid, you will feel bad of yourself. This is when you should try to compare yourself with the stupid ones, you will feel better. So my friends can compare with me, so they feel better and happier about themselves. In 3 Idiots, I remember them saying that when friends get low marks in exams, we feel bad for them. But when we get lower than them, we feel even worse. </div>
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See, I am spreading happiness to my friends, to the extent of my own happiness (ok lah, I admit I still get that little happy feeling when my results are good... which is pretty much nonexistent when I enter uni). Karma points plus 50. </div>
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y.Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06401304173867737022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555054801609786411.post-65506819364197753142013-01-26T23:38:00.001+08:002013-01-29T13:03:28.712+08:00The Day I Fear I Will be Living With 40 Cats<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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what if I cannot get married in the future?!</div>
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My friend, Jing Jing, said she's gonna live with 80 cats if she couldn't get married and I said that I can share half of them. 80 cats is too much for an old woman anyway. </div>
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But really, I am quite worried about this issue. I'm only 20 (hitting 21 this June, how sad) and I know there are people out there who're older than I am and are even more worried. And the fact that I am worrying will make them even more worried because when I am worrying, it means that it's even worse for them. But really, what if I really really cannot meet the soul my life, the Mr. Right (eek, so cheesy), the partner of my life, the person that can share the rest of my life with me, the.. the.. another part of my soul (or whatever cheesy stuff you can think of). What if I really end up alone in my life when I am <strike>40</strike> 80 with no husband? Omg.. this thought is very scary ok. </div>
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For those that feel like laughing (especially you, Sherilynn, if you are reading this. I know your 笑点 very low one) ... please don't! And this is a serious issue, ok! I am pretty sure all girls will somehow think of this lah, especially when you are single. If you already got boyfriend one, probably you will think of marrying him in the future so I don't think you will be that worried like the singles. </div>
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What's worse, is that I'm "evergreen" (as termed by my friend, Vivianne), which means that I have absolutely zero experience when it comes to relationship. Nada. None at all. I very thick skinned one, won't admit that it's because of my personality or looks or whatever that makes me single but it's because of the fact that I am from an all-girls school. As much as I love being in all-girls school, I admit that it doesn't teach us well on how to communicate with the opposite gender. Guys used to be aliens for me when I was in Form 1 till Form 3. I need to get away from like, at least 1 metre away from the guys. Because they are another weird creation from God, much weirder than frogs and toads (which I am VERY VERY afraid of). It's like, for me, why do guys even exist, seriously? Anyway, it was slightly better (ONLY slightly) when I entered Form 4 and now that I'm already in uni, I'm like, totally fine with all the guys. This pretty much sums up the reason why I am "evergreen". I am a "late bloomer", haha. </div>
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It is really surprising because some friends will ask me for relationship advices despite me telling them that I've never been in a relationship before. The ironic thing is that, when it comes to relationship, sometimes, the third parties (as in, people who aren't in the relationship, not 小三 that kind) can see things better than the ones involved in the relationships. They say love is blind and I couldn't agree more. Because everytime when my friends have relationship problems, I clearly know what they should and shouldn't do but somehow, they don't see it themselves. It's not like I am smarter and wiser or what but love really takes the rationality away from people. I'm pretty sure when I am love, my rationality will be taken away too and that's when I will need advice on my other friends. But because I am worried that I might not be in a relationship for the rest of my life.... *shudders at the scary thought* ... I don't have to worry about being irrational first..</div>
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On the other hand, I am also not used to being in a relationship (if I ever have one) because I've been living my life by myself all the 20 years of my life. Honestly, I am not the kind of person who would show myself to just anyone. I am rather private and not very comfortable being with another person, or living with them. I sometimes also find that being in a relationship can be quite tiring cos like, I don't really like to be committed to other people. But I know this is quite a big weakness of mine and am trying to work hard to be more open (and hence, this blogpost is made). Although I am worried about this whole forever alone thing, I am also enjoying my time at the same time. It feels so good, to do whatever I want, eat whatever I want, go wherever I want, with whoever I want. There are times when I really really love being alone because it's quite a therapeutic thing. </div>
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I guess love is really about fate and destiny, it's about the 缘分. One friend used to tell me that when I am with someone I like, I wouldn't mind spending time with him (in fact, I would be enjoying it) and I wouldn't think of it as something tiring and I would be very happy to commit the time and energy. I also believe when in love, girls look so much prettier. They said when you're in love, you look younger, happier and hence, prettier and healthier. You will be glowing. Sometimes, I think love is really one of the most wonderful thing in the world. Probably, someday, it will be so magical it starts healing cancer and some other diseases (but wtf, later doctors will be jobless and bankrupt). </div>
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y.Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06401304173867737022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555054801609786411.post-56423764785631376482013-01-01T22:59:00.001+08:002013-01-01T23:26:36.385+08:00Hello 2013<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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But seriously, I do not really feel any different today than yesterday (which is last year). I've never really felt anything during new year since a few years back. I remember when I was even younger, I used to feel really excited to kick start another year. Usually, my yearly resolution would be to study hard and to finish up all my homework (such a good kid I was) but then after about one month later, I started slacking and ended up not finishing my homework on time. After a while, I realise that new year resolutions are pretty useless cos I ended up not following it anyway. That's when I eventually lose excitement towards new year. </div>
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Flunyway, 2012 has been a really great year for me, so much better than 2011. I promised myself in 2012's new year that I must be happier and that was all I wished for myself. Didn't really want to go through emo depressed day like someone killed the world anymore. I'm just glad that 2012 did not really disappoint me. </div>
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I met new bunch of friends that are really good and also I study in some really awesome place, which I really thank my parents and God (and everyone else). The last 6 months served me well (because it's my first sem in uni) and thank you to all my friends in Melb who brighten up my life when we're all away from our countries and families. :) Thank you so much to my course for bringing me all the adrenaline excitement (especially during final presentations) and for keeping me really busy so that I would stop thinking too much like in the past. Thank you so much to Melbourne for being such a beautiful place and make me love my life more. </div>
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Thank you so much to all the positivity in my life and all the positive people and friends I know. </div>
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Now, for 2013, I just wish that I could be even happier and hopefully my friends and family too. My goal for this year is time management because I don't think I did it well last sem which then stressed me up a little. If I could have better time management, I will be happier. :) I also hope that I have more positive attitude towards people and life and everything else. I hope that I can handle things with a more open mind and be more calm and cheerful. </div>
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That's all I want in my life. So I hope everyone have a good year ahead yo!!</div>
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y.Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06401304173867737022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555054801609786411.post-57204038683326571612012-12-13T23:43:00.000+08:002012-12-13T23:43:54.443+08:00Quotes That Do Not Make Sense<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
There are millions of quotes in this world and they all seem to be really "deep" and tell people some lessons on life. And you know, the thing is, NOT all quotes are good. Some just really do not make sense and honestly, sound really pretentious and "deep" when they just.. do not make any sense.<br />
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<b>Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you gonna get. </b><br />
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This quote sounds nice. It really does. I like this quote, and I get what it's trying to say, that life is unexpected and we never know what we will be getting the next moment. But WHY CHOCOLATE?! I mean, is chocolate even unexpected?! Honestly, the first time I read this quote, I've been wondering until today. When you open a box of chocolates, do you go like, "Oh, I don't know what I'm gonna get." What does a box of chocolate has? Chocolates! And often, if it's dark chocolate (or any other flavour), it will be written on the box, and ALL the chocolates inside are dark chocolates. You don't go like, "Oooh.. I don't know what I'm gonna get next. Is it mint flavoured one?" No, that will not happen because the box says it's dark. And if it's assorted kind of chocolate, it will also be written on the box, which in this case, you might not know of what flavour you will be eating. But then again, it's already written "Assorted" so it's kind expected that there are different flavours. So, can someone explains to me what is so unexpected about chocolates that it represents life? Because it's just food for me and when I see food, I eat it. </div>
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<b>If you can't handle me at my worst, then you don't deserve my best. </b></div>
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<b>And all the made up stuffs that are being said and starting with "A psychology study said that.. "</b></div>
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The other day, a friend of mine posted something on Facebook that looks somehow like this:</div>
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- when someone laughs loudly, it means that he's really sad inside.</div>
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- when someone sleeps a lot, it means that he's lonely. </div>
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...I don't even want to live in this planet anymore. </div>
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The word "psychology study" has been abused until.. aih, I also speechless. What is even more devastating is that some people actually agree with them. If this comes from a study, please, cite your resources (preferably Harvard style, I am more familiar with it). Now I get why my tutors are so strict when it comes to referencing. Because we need to prevent dumb things being said. I mean, seriously, so when someone laughs loudly, so he's lonely?! Where the hell do you get the idea from?! </div>
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No, seriously, why are you doing this? I am a bimbo too ( I always believe that all girls have a little bimbo-ness in them) sometimes but I don't get why you're doing this. A lot of people (some of my friends included) tend to post a picture of themselves (often beautifully) and then put a quote there like it's very deep like that. Some quotes are good, really good. But what has it got to do with your that picture of yourself? </div>
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Phew, finally, I am releasing the BIG questions I've been wondering in my life. </div>
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The world is so interesting when I get to to see people coming up with things that do make much sense (myself included sometimes) and what's more interesting is that, sometimes, they really do believe all these stuffs. I guess different people have different opinions and ideas in life. One thing for sure, I will never understand (and don't want to) their thoughts on life. </div>
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y.Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06401304173867737022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555054801609786411.post-18753847200304940142012-11-18T21:44:00.001+08:002013-01-29T13:08:08.889+08:00Here's Some Gratitude <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Phew, and finally my exams ended for this semester! :D<br />
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Good to see I am still alive surviving the first semester. It has been one of the more fun semesters and best time of my life. </div>
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I love my life now. </div>
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It's not like everyday is sunshine and rainbows but I love all the things I have here, all the problems, and all the lessons I had. </div>
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I feel like I've learn a lot of stuffs this semester and they're all really really valuable. I've learnt things in classes, and outside classes. This semester, I learnt about designing so much more than I do. And I think I really am not very good at it. </div>
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But it's okay. I'm still going to continue and see how things go. :D It's exciting to see that for the first time of my life, I have formal lessons on designing. And that I can proudly tell people that I am a design student. And reality is so different from what I imagine. Studying designing is much more stressed than I thought to be. Chasing deadlines, generation of ideas, drawing, not sleeping, sacrificing weekend leisure, it's all part of my life now. I've come to accept that stress will always, always be with me. I've also come to accept that I cannot expect myself not to be stressful now that I am choosing this route. And hence, I am so going to learn how to manage my stress even better next semester (because it's not really that good this semester). </div>
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I've come to accept the fact that there are people out there who are so much better and smarter than me. And they are people who are worth learning from. I've learnt to be thirsty of knowledge. I've learnt that there's no limit in knowledge, there's no limit in learning. It's amazing to see all the things I've learnt can be applied in real life and that I can help people in the future. :) </div>
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And I've got a bunch of cool friends here who are really really good. I've learnt so much from everyone. Every friend I meet in my life have somehow helped me shaped the person I am today. I now have friends from different personalities and variety and each an everyone of them are helps my life in a more balanced way. Everyday I am so entertained... because they are just so darn funny</div>
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Sigh... sometimes, being away from family and friends in home town really makes me miss the part of me in the past. But then a friend of mine said that we can't relive the past and experiences. It's still amazing to see that somehow, my heart still belongs to the small little town I grew up in with the family that would never change and the friends whom I've built my years and years of friendships with. </div>
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And here's a toast to better and stronger days ahead of me *clinking imaginary glasses (must be with wine ah) with you*</div>
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y.Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06401304173867737022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555054801609786411.post-18378074555209398382012-11-06T22:56:00.000+08:002012-11-06T22:56:13.374+08:00忍<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Throughout the whole semester, I've been doing my best to have a positive mindset and I kept telling myself that I can hold on to whatever that happened. So much so that.. my slogan is <div>
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So every moment and every second I spent in Melbourne through these 3 months, I told myself that I can endure it, I can handle whatever that's coming. Every morning I woke up, I told myself I would do my best and everyday would keep getting better and better (not literally EVERYDAY, but you get what I mean). </div>
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And it's surprising how 忍 this word helps in my life. </div>
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But I can't deny the fact that I am tired of a lot of things. Sometimes, I keep enduring because I don't want to be a weak person because I need strength, I need to be strong. I can't be weak just because of some small obstacles in life. </div>
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But somehow, things get pretty tiring after a while. I am quite stressed out with a lot of things, about my results, with work, with assignments, with thoughts, with life and some other stuffs. Whole semester, I tried not to get stressed out with them but I guess a part of me is really really stressed. I guess it's my pride that didn't dare to admit that I have problems. And after some talk with my sister, I might have pushed them to my subconscious level, hence ignoring their existence. </div>
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You know how sometimes we have problems, but we keep telling ourselves that things are okay and we need to be positive? I've been telling myself that a lot of times. I kept telling myself that things would be fine and that other people have problems worse than me, and so I need to be grateful. I kept telling myself that I need to hold my head high and be lucky and grateful in life. And I kept telling myself that I shouldn't keep whining over my problems, I shouldn't cry and I shouldn't complain, because things would not change if I do so. </div>
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But then I realise that sometimes, crying over problems is something courageous. I used to tell myself I would not cry for exams, for boyfriends or some really silly stuffs because that's just so weak. </div>
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But now, I think to admit that I'm not okay is something more courageous than to tell myself that I am okay. I used to have a friend who would always cry before exams and would tell me how worried she was for the papers. Now that I think about it, she's one of the courageous friends I've ever seen. Because I would never have the strength to cry my problems out. </div>
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And then I realise that I am not okay. I need to take some time off to complain about life, to whine about every single thing. Being a designer has been something I wanted to do since I was young and you know, it really really sucks to think that I am not good enough. It really really sucks to think that there are some people who are better than me. </div>
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It's really scary of how my life will turns out. It's scary how my mind would work sometimes (because it works non-stop). It's scary to think that I am not good enough and that I will never be good. </div>
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But it's surprising how once I admit that I am not good, I feel so much better. The fact that somehow a part of me acknowledges that I can never be the best takes the pressure off of me. And when I do not expect myself to be a strong person, I feel much happier and lighter.</div>
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And what's better to think that some friends are good enough to understand me. It's comforting to think that there are family and friends out there to tell me that it's okay to think that I am stressed. It's okay to feel worried and negative about things sometimes, because they're what make us human. Problems are part of life and that it's always always okay to cry. </div>
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The future is one of the scariest thing I could think of. It's always so vague, so much expectation but at the same time, so much fear of disappointment. <div>
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I've always thought about the future since I was young. Probably more than my friends. I've always thought of the dream I have, dream that I want to live in. I've always thought of the life I've wanted to lead since I was young. </div>
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Since I was 13, I've always wanted to get to an art school. It's been my dream to take up designing. It's something that I've always prepared myself. I want my future to be good, to be perfect. Not perfect in such a way that I want to get a perfect job with perfect income. Perfect in such a way that I can do something I really love in my life. I think about the job that I want to do more than the husband I want to marry to. Not that I've never thought about my future husband though (future husband, if you are reading this post... err.. hi! ), just that I really want to lead a life that I can really enjoy.</div>
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But at the same time, it's scary to see how in the end, a lot of people out there end up finding jobs that have absolutely no connection to what they studied. What's even scarier is how the society will judge them. Even if you were to graduate with an engineering degree, it's not a guarantee you will end up becoming an engineer. And when this happens, people will go like, "Tskk.. look at him, graduating with an engineering degree but end up doing up other jobs". </div>
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Isn't it scary? It's scary how people judge us according to what we do, how people judge our life choices although our lives have absolutely nothing to do with them.</div>
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I don't know if I will end up becoming an architect.</div>
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I think it's really important that for once, we stop judging people for their life choices. No one should ever think that education is a guarantee in life. An education doesn't make you get a job you want. You life choices do. And so what if you don't end up doing things you studied? What's wrong with that? A lot of things happen in the society and sometimes we face difficulties and will have to make choices we never expect ourselves to make. </div>
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y.Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06401304173867737022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555054801609786411.post-35883272481557810542012-10-21T19:13:00.002+08:002012-10-21T19:13:34.600+08:00Things I Did Not Expect Myself To Do 2<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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But I guess everything is still quite ok as I only need to focus on my designing assignment for the week. In fact, I don't know what I want to blog about but it needs to be filled up, haha. </div>
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I've been quite stressed with my results and work for these couple of weeks and one main reason is because I think I have pretty bad time management this semester. And also, there are so many things to learn in such a short time, my brain can't absorb all of them. I've also been so careless in my work (tsk, super duper careless calculations) and other stuffs (like almost losing stuffs, forget this, forget that) I'm beginning to feel sooo bad of myself. Myself, y u so unorganised?! </div>
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But then the positive me is trying to balance out everything. I'll just need to improve on my time management for future semesters (will never leave work till the last minute again!) and make sure I'm more organised. </div>
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Other than that, life is still good. </div>
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And so, this is the things I do not expect myself to do part 2:</div>
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Because my friends are in choir and they invited us for ochestra performance, so I get to go for the first time. It's not my type of music but I think it's a really great learning experience! : D Thanks again, Quek Ying and Ian! Melbourne Town Hall is also really pretty with the architecture. After going, I think that..... ok la, I don't really have any thoughts of it. It's not something that I will get obsessed with but I don't mind going it again (only if the ticket is incredibly cheap or even better, free). </div>
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One thing really fun and exciting about taking this course is that I get to travel around for my assignments. My groupmates and I went to this really ulu place for our assignment. We had to do soil tests, observations of landscape etc and omg, I feel like an aspiring geologist! But haha, in fact, I didn't really know what I was doing, I was pretty blur on what was happening. That place is quite far from the city, the most isolated place I've ever been to, with no people or whatsoever. It's a little scary cos the park also doesn't have much signboards and only trees, grasses and a few kangaroos can be seen. And also, we had to depend on a map that doesn't really show much information to walk around the big park. But then I'm finally back in one piece, yay! It's still quite fun and exciting, going to somewhere I don't know. </div>
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People used to tell me that this is like a must for all archi student. Couldn't agree more. So it's not really under my list of unexpected things, haha. I've already expected it. It's really funny how some friends who really care about me think that it's a really tiring and stressful thing to do it. But in fact, before I chose this course, I was already prepared for the consequences that I'm going through. Or else, I wouldn't have chosen it. I am aware of things that I have to give up and in fact, I give them up willingly and happily. It's part of our life to rush for assignments, I'm learning to cope with it. Maybe I just need better time management and try not to let stress of assignments to get in my way of life. Stress is something that I'm going to live with for pretty much the few decades of my life and there's no way I can avoid them. So then, I think I'm just going to live my way through it, as long as I learn to control temper, frustrations and all the negative feelings. Go, power of being positive! </div>
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y.Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06401304173867737022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555054801609786411.post-57565958899187442302012-10-07T21:28:00.004+08:002012-10-07T21:31:44.531+08:00Things I Did Not Expect Myself To Do<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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So flunyway, after coming here, I've done a lot of things I would not expect myself to be doing. And here's a list of them. </div>
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Never in my life would I ever imagine myself cooking in the past. Usually, my housemates were the ones cooking for me back in A-Levels. It was a disadvantage for me, of course. I love saving money and yet I can't cook, what a contradictory thing. So then I decided to man up (or woman up in this case) and get near the kitchen and do something about it. And boy... it isn't as bad as I think. :) It's quite fun actually. It's not like I make super nice food but at least they're edible and do not make weird things to my stomach<br />
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So this is the Japanese curry I tried out the other day. It could improve of course (since it was a little tasteless) but I was so happy I didn't burn the kitchen down. And it isn't that hard actually, just buy meat and potato (and preferably onions too), cut them up, cook them, add water, then add curry cubes. It's easy. And I'm sorry if the pictures actually disgusts you or what.. cos I last minute only remember to take picture one.<br />
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And this is the fried rice and potato balls I did. The potato balls very easy only one la. It is actually mashed potato and I made them into balls cos they look cuter.<br />
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And I also made spaghetti but didn't take a picture of it. And then I realise one of the nicest things when cooking is when you share your food with others. No wonder some people want to be chef. I totally get why people want to take up hospitality course now! The kind of feeling when people are satisfied with the food you cook is awesome! If only I am rich enough, then I can cook a lot and give people but then cos I kiam siap, no money, can't even feed myself so.. haha, no food for others.<br />
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I've been eating so much lately it is so scary. Like, a lot. This is the kind of time I thank God and my parents for creating me thin enough to eat a lot of things. My grandma once told me I have the luck of eating. Now that I think back, it's so true. I can eat without getting fat, making a lot a lot of girls out there super jealous. I did gain weight (I think) for these 2 months but it's a good sign, yay! But it scares me sometimes because maybe I will get fatter and fatter until one day I have to control my eating like other people too then I will die cos I love food too much. It's almost literally my husband now. I've come to appreciate food more than ever, seriously. I think food is something very heavenly and when you're a student, food is very precious (in fact, even if you're not, food should be really precious too). If a guy were to propose to me, I dowan some gold expensive ring because I can't eat it. I want food. Even if give me gold ring also I'll probably sell it to buy more food. So I don't get why people will waste food, like not finishing their plate of food and leave it like that, then throw it away. Like, when I see food like this, I feel damn sad for the food can. If cannot finish, can give to friends (I don't mind becoming the rubbish bin, you can give me) or at least, have a takeaway so you can eat at home. Unless the food is soooooo bad you really cannot stand eating it, then I got nothing to say la. Like what my mom taught me about food, only eat the amount you can. If you think you can't finish them all, then don't order.<br />
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So the thing is, I've been so happy these 2 months here. Honestly, there isn't a day when I'm sad. I'm so happy I'm starting to get freaked out by my own happiness. I think partly is because I've got awesome good bunch of friends who never fail to make me laugh. </div>
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I once read before that "Doing what you do is freedom, loving what you do is happiness". Today, I fully understand what this quote means. I can't say if this interest of mine is going to last as I have not get into my major. I'm only a year 1 student and our major starts in Year 2. I've heard of even heavier load of work in the future so who knows, I might not be able to handle the workload. But as of right now, I really really love what I'm doing. I may not be the best designer (and in fact I always think that I'm never good enough) but I love the fact that I keep on improving and doing my best for each project. </div>
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I understand that not everyone has the choices to choose (for that, I thank my parents who have the ability to let me choose what I want today). I have friends who end up choosing things they might not like, courses that they do not enjoy. But no matter what, I think it is really important to appreciate what you're doing, because for me, there's no waste in education. I've never regretted all the subjects I learnt in my life, although most are not related to what I'm studying now. What we do may not be what we like initially, but if we take a second to appreciate our assignments, tests, lectures and all the things we learnt, we have pretty darn good amount of knowledge in us. </div>
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Thus, you might not be able to do what you love, but at least, try to love what you do. And if you die die also want to do things you love, then fight for it. If you were to give up on it, then learn to love things you don't love. </div>
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y.Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06401304173867737022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555054801609786411.post-25987069252023516312012-09-12T17:30:00.000+08:002012-09-12T17:30:02.523+08:00"Do you eat bread everyday?"<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
It's funny how people keep asking if each of my meal consist of only bread now that I'm in Melb. Or if I eat a lot of Western meals. And they have this impression that I eat lots of pasta and fish and chips here. Friends keep asking me if I have lots of Aussie friends and if I can fit in here. <div>
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They have this impression that they place I live in is like in another different part of the world and everything is would be sooo different. </div>
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Pfft.. the truth is, I feel like I'm in Asia. In fact, it's not much different from my life in Subang. No, I don't have any culture shock. </div>
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Because Melbourne is full of Asians that I even made a tagline for it; Melbourne: Asian Invasion! </div>
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And there're so many Malaysians here, there're so many Malaysian food (but of course, never as good as Melaka's), and seriously, please don't have any high expectations that I'm staying in a really cool place which is only filled with ang mohs. </div>
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I eat more sushi than I even did in my 20 years of life. Japanese food is the one of the cheapest and economical food, it's pretty much sold for poor students like us. We cook rice everyday so I actually eat home cooked food almost everyday (but of course again, not as naise as my mom's). And I also pack my own food to uni also almost everyday so it's not like I get to eat at some really nice amazing Western food everyday in some really nice amazing restaurant (and it's expensive too). </div>
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Therefore, my dear friends who are wondering what kind of interesting and exciting life I have here, it's a really really really normal life. T.T</div>
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But still, it's really wonderful here because friends are all so cool and great. And also the weather getting pretty good these couple of days and that makes me happy too! Yay for good great weather!!</div>
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y.Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06401304173867737022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555054801609786411.post-29077130623762780422012-09-01T20:06:00.001+08:002012-09-01T20:12:49.184+08:00Massive Update<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
...I'm not dead yet, still alive.<br />
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Life's been hectic because I've started classes and I feel like my life is changing 180 degrees... because in my last post I was still in holiday mood, everyday stay at home and do nothing. And now that uni has started, I met so many new and cool friends that I feel so great. </div>
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<li>I didn't really update in Facebook or tell my friends (except really close friends and friends who ask) where I'm at right now... so I guess you people don't know (but people who read this blog are good friends and they probably already know, haha). I'm in University of Melbourne taking up architecture course. Not officially an archi student yet but I'm gonna major in it next year (die die also I will fight through this course!) </li>
<li>Winter is ending (but there's no snow for those people who wonder) but the 2 weeks were so cold I that I actually miss the sun in Melaka (and I used to hate the sun there T.T). But well, spring is almost here and soon leaves will come out of the trees and flowers will start blooming, muahahaha... </li>
<li>Life is SUPER GREAT. That's because I met the nicest bunch of friends here. :) Everyone is soooo damn friendly and it makes me feel really good. I am actually happy studying here and enjoying every moment of it. Everyone has this positive vibe about them and I think I got infected and every morning I wake up, I'm actually looking forward to the day that comes... seriously, I've never felt so happy and contented in my life!</li>
<li>Life as an archi student is really hectic. For those who are planning on taking it, I'll just give you the advice my seniors gave me: BE PREPARED FOR THE LACK OF SLEEP (and not sleeping the entire night.. for couple of days). Haha, but I really enjoy designing and rushing my assignments. :) In fact, it's been my dream since I was 14 to ... rush for design assignments. The adrenaline rush.. muahaha.. sometimes, I would feel like giving up because it feels like I just can't finish it on time but when I do, I feel damn proud of myself. My designs are not very good and my model is ugly even but it's my own work and I can see my own life through them. </li>
<li>I don't know why but I feel like my life is changing. I don't know how and what it changes to but after coming here, I feel so happy and grateful with all the things I have and people I meet in my life. I'm taking the change as good thing. I feel more positive and more open-minded and I love myself even more! It's like, I want to improve myself and be a better person. I keep making reflections of the mistake I've done in the past and try to improvise as much as I can now to make myself a better person. Omg ... I'm so positive it's a little scary! And even though I don't understand most of my lessons, I keep telling myself that it's ok because it's only my first 2 months here. And it actually works. Not like I'm happy all the time, I do have sad times too (when I have no idea what the lecturer is talking and when I feel like I can't finish my assignments) but it's so easy to control my emotions that I can make myself happy again in a short time. </li>
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I love Melbourne. It's such an amazing place. Maybe not exactly amazing la, because I live in the city and at the most happening street... it somehow takes the excitement away (because I walk there to and fro everyday) but maybe it's because I'm so happy that I love this place nao. Heh heh, I love my life. </div>
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And I'm going to make a new tutorial soon, I guess.. that depends if my life is packed and if I have mood to update this so.. tata, till we meet again (which I don't know is when)!</div>
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That part of me is so excited that I can finally be part of the creative and designing field. Architecture has never been my first choice but I don't know when I finally made up the decision to take it and be really firm about it. I'm so firm about this decision probably because the better chances of future prospects somehow makes me less worried and at the same time I could still do something I love, designing. :)</div>
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It makes me so happy everytime I think that I'm going to be a design student and this time be wholly involved in the creative field and make impossible things possible. Although everyone keeps telling that I need to be prepared because it's going to be a challenging course but then I'm somehow looking forward to it. Ahhh.. the sweet feeling when I'm breaking my head to design a building and make it possible in real life. </div>
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I'm not exactly the best when it comes to designing but it's what that forms part of my personality and shapes me as a different individual. That kind of feeling when a certain stuff designed by me has got my own style and personality and still practical makes each design so meaningful. </div>
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I thought about taking other courses besides designing and my second unrelated field is economics. But then I couldn't imagine my life without designing or doing other fields. </div>
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Muahahaha... so the miserable life (as said by so many people) as a female architecture student (and there're some people who are so surprised I chose this course cos they think it's not very suitable for girls) .. come to me, babeh... come to me!! I will go through it. I will go through the future sleepless and tiring lifeeeee!!!</div>
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Those dasperate posts about why I don't have any readers... now I know why.. T.T</div>
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I was so busy searching for housing rentals :( It's what I do everyday once I switched on the computer. </div>
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My relative there opens a cafe so we had free naise awesome food. :) I don't usually eat pasta but that pasta was one of the best I've eaten. I forgot the names but I'll give you the address at the end of the post.. you go there and find these food yourself la. </div>
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<span style="background-color: white;">Walked along Orchard Road and saw someone giving free hugs. But I didn't go hug the fella cos later my mom and gandma got so shocked at close physical contacts with strangers, haha.. </span></div>
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This is their Marina Bay Sands shopping centre. I was so tired of all the same clothes brands over in KL and Singapore. I've been shopping so much lately that I don't find the excitement in clothes anymore.. because they're all the same, from Channel to the auntie selling clothes in pasar malam (except the auntie one I can afford, the Chanel one I cannot.. haha)</div>
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Suddenly at one part of the shopping centre, got water coming down from the ceiling one... I might go to hell for saying this.. but I don't know what's so impressive about this water coming down (maybe I'm just too shallow). It was noisy and rough. There were surrounding cafes and people probably want a quiet place to sit down for a coffee. They might not want to hear loud water sounds coming down from the ceiling. </div>
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Annnddd this is their lotus shaped ArtScience Museum. I love this lovely simple futuristic building. But I'm not so sure why they want it to be shaped lotus though. Probably their national flower but isn't it .. orchid? Correct me if I'm wrong, haha. </div>
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<span style="background-color: white;">Flunyway, if you happen to be a Singaporean or is at Singapore, you might want to visit my relative's cafe in 313@Somerset, Level 4 and it's called Blue Mountains Cafe. </span></div>
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Oh, come on, I'm a friendly person! I'm so friendly even Buddha is touched by my friendliness... come on, I'm good, I don't bite.. I don't bite.. I SAID I DON'T BITE! NOW YOU COME HERE AND HUG ME AND SMILE AT ME AND SAY HI, YOU BITCH!!!</div>
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Pfft.. haha, no seriously, I think that's what a lot of people think about me. I've had people coming to tell me about it. Maybe it's not misunderstanding, probably that's who I am. After all, our actions reflects our personality. </div>
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I was just looking back at all the past things I posted in Facebook. Some comments made by me ... are not exactly things that I'm proud of myself. Back in secondary school, I've had pretty angry moments too and I handled them pretty badly. I think everyone has angry moments too, not just me. It's just that what differentiate people's personalities is what they act towards a lot of situations. Now that I'm older (slightly, only very very slightly), sometimes I keep warning myself of my own emotions. I would keep telling myself to calm down and it's just heat of the moment. I think mostly is because last year I've had gone through some emotional setbacks liddat I started learning a lot of things. Nowadays, I keep telling myself that I must not act in a rush because I'll regret my actions and that it will reflect my poor personality. And one way to keep me from being pissed off, is actually to be as happy as possible. </div>
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Because honestly, I've come to realised that I'm someone who doesn't like it when things are not under my control. :( Well, I'm aware that I'm young. Old men said young people mah, always very hot-blooded. I'm not trying to give myself an excuse or what (okay, maybe I'm) but if I don't, I will keep blaming myself and feel bad about it. </div>
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Some friends (who are courageous enough to tell me and not scared that one day I'll hire a serial killer to kill them) told me how they didn't like me based on first impression. And I'm pretty sure not everyone in school likes me in the past. I mean, after all, I was pretty.. I hate to say this, fierce. They only started feeling better towards me when they've come to know me after some time. Okay, to defend myself, I had to act a little tough in the past because I didn't want the librarians to get disrespectful or what. But over the time I realised that I probably was just searching for excuses. In fact, being fierce is not the best way to get people to respect you. There're a lot happier and better ways too! </div>
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I guess throughout life, we make mistakes that we're not proud of. I've done a lot of mistakes (angry mistakes) when I was younger. But I don't think I regretted them because well, that was who I'm in the past. If I could turn back time, I would of course wish that I would tell myself not act that way. But that's only if the current me would tell the past me of the consequences of my actions if I behave in certain ways.... but real life is not like that. So, sometimes, in life we've just got to be thick-skinned to make mistakes. </div>
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I guess only by doing mistakes we realise that we're not perfect and not expect perfections. Only then also we wouldn't be a snob and would learn to be more humble. :) </div>
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So, for those people whom I offended in the past, trust me, I didn't mean to. I'm really really sorry. I got angry quite quickly at things when they don't go my way (which is why I'm doing my best to change now) so if I've screamed at any innocent person at any point of my life, I'm sorry. </div>
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I get emotional really quickly without judging the facts first so for those who are again, innocent, but got almost got bitten by me, I'm really sorry too. </div>
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For those who was hurt by my actions and behaviours, I'm really sorry that I affected your lives. </div>
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For close friends who still do not judge me despite my actions, I really thank you guys because I'm amazed that I still have friends despite my personality. Honestly, sometimes, when I think about my life, I feel lucky. I still have friends who are actually talking to me, laughing with me (sometimes laughing at me). Because well, I've seen some people who doesn't have true friends. I don't know if my friends actually secretly hate me at my back or what (like backstabing drama all those) but my instincts told me they're all pretty good. :) </div>
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They might not like me all the time but I guess that's life.</div>
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I used to think that people need to like my everything. For example, they need to think I'm all perfect to like me and I have no weaknesses. When they think I have a weakness, I'll assume they hate me. Until today, I still feel the same. Which is badddd, because it means I don't take criticism very well. And it's even worse because I'm going to be in the creative field which involves a lot of criticism. :( Flunyway, I'm learning to realise that I shouldn't take things so personally. Friends knowing the good and bad of me might not be such a bad thing afterall. It means that they've already known me so well, they know the whole of me. And they're just concerned about me : D</div>
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... It isn't easy for me to update this post. It takes quite some courage to post something so personally of me. I don't even know if any even bothers to read till here (because well.. I don't have much readers to begin with). But it's a relief at the same time because I know some friends will read it and at least, got my apology reached. :) </div>
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I actually think that my nails tutorials are really normal tutorials. Like, you can find all these tutorials easily from Youtube because they're all so normal. They probably have even better tutorials cos' it's video format, would be better to follow up.<br />
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Flunyway, I do my best with what I can. Because most tutorials are done by experts in the Youtube, so I think a lot of times, they seem easy to do it but when you try it yourself, it's actually a lot more difficult. And because I'm not an expert in this, so heh, I'll have similar experience and problems with you guys too and together, we solve them! : D</div>
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Today's tutorial is gradient nails! </div>
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I did once before. I never really liked making gradient nails, I don't know why. Probably because they're too simple looking. I always prefer something challenging cos so hard to do and that's the fun part of it! </div>
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Did it once before using fake OPI maroon and The Face Shop's gold colour. </div>
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If you're a beginner in doing this nail gradient, I would recommend you to just use shiny colours first. Because opaque colours are well, more opaque.. it's usually harder to apply. You will also see scratches colours and uneven colours if you use opaque colours, so it's a little bit more difficult. If you use shiny ones however, their shine will cover up everything else, and it will look perfect even with the first try!</div>
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But well, when making this tutorial, I wanted to try using opaque colours so I'll be using these colours this time: </div>
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<li>The Face Shop top coat. </li>
<li>Elianto White Colour (that I do not quite recommend, hard to apply and thickens a little after only couple of months)</li>
<li>Etude House baby blue (really cute colour! Nice shade of light blue. Would be perfect if you want to draw a sky. But then it's not very opaque, you might need to have at least 3 coats so that colour is better looking. But fairly easy to apply and drying time is reasonable too!)</li>
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And what you need is a facial cotton. </div>
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Because my explanations are kinda complicated actually (suck at explaining this), I'll just brief to you how it's actually done:<br />
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At first, you paint later one, then layer and lastly layer 3. Yeah, so this is basically the overall idea towards the entire thing. Now, you can read my more detailed explanations. :D<br />
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Okay, so first is of course, paint your base colour. I'm using the Etude House's baby blue for this.</div>
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Painted about 3 to 4 coats to get such even nice colour. But at least it dries fast.<br />
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Then now I painted the facial cotton with white at the end. There's no need to put too much paint on it. Just a suitable amount. Ya, just read what I wrote in the pictures la. </div>
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Remember, less is better because if it's less, you can add more. But if it's more, you can't undo and have less! That's because I'm going to dab the cotton onto my nails. And because it's gradient, I'll want to make sure that as I dab more, the colour gets lighter. So that's why you can't dab too much colours. </div>
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Okay, this is the first layer that you going to dab. Follow what I say in the picture. Have to add the second layer after that so that the white looks more obvious. Don't worry if it looks ugly now or you see uneven surface. We'll settle that later. As you go down, just tap really gently on your finger so that, you know, the white gets lighter.<br />
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Then you add on the second layer. You see this picture ah, the part marked with number 1 is the first layer. And the second layer is number 2. The second layer, you just dab until the middle of your nails, no need to dab till end.<br />
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Then you add in the third layer. You can also used the same step as in layer 1 and 2 (that means dab using the cotton). But if the colour that comes out is not opaque enough, then this is what you can do:<br />
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Paint like how you paint normal nails using its brush but of course, only the top part (layer 3). There's no need to put too much colour on it or else it looks thick and doesn't look like it blends well.<br />
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You might feel like small little cotton "threads" (I dunno what it's called. If anyone knows, please tell me) on your nails. You will feel it when you do it yourself. What you do is that you remove them .<br />
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Like this. Thank god for my clear semi-pro Nikonnnnnnn, I can shoot this small little stuff so clearly!!!<br />
Flunyway, yeah, what you do is to remove them slowly because when you paint your top coat over, or when you paint your layer 3 (painting normally using brush one), it might mess up your colours.<br />
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This is how it looks like after I added the third layer using the brush.<br />
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Okay, so now, if you realised that the third layer's top part isn't blending that well, like if it's too thick (so it somehow looks like there's a line when it shouldn't because well, it's supposed to be a gradient), what you can do is to take your brush (make sure it does not have excess nail polish) and tap a little downwards. I'm soooo sorry I didn't take a picture of this direction.. but I drew an ugly picture as your guidance.<br />
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Pleasseeee excuse my ugly drawing. I'm never good drawing using my tablet (cos too lazy to practise). Dab lightly at these parts:<br />
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Dab at around where my black dots are... pretty much at parts where you you think the blending is not enough. And then you're done with the gradient! As you can see from the pictures, the nails have rough surface and ugly like hell.<br />
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This is how it looks like after top coat! You can paint 2 layers of it if you think that there's still some rough surface.<br />
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My explanations are soooo complicated I don't even know if you actually understand what I'm explaining. It might look complicated but ... it's really simple. A lot of times, I'm only predicting what problems might happen and how to solve them so chances are, you will be fine doing it and will turn out beatutiful.<br />
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Used went you're pissed, gan cheong, anxious, emotionally unstable like you're gonna kill someone. </div>
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But it's kinda ironic because when I see someone overreacts, I would say the same thing too! I would just ask that person to chill because he/she is taking things too far and it's kinda annoying to see them overreacting to a small situation.<br />
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Flunyway, the thing is, when people ask me to chill, I'll feel like snapping and go, "What the hell, bitch?! You telling me to chill?! Chill?! CHILLLLL????!!" And then I end up getting even more pissed off and annoyed. But I think it's partly because when people ask me chill, it means that I'm overreacting and they're asking me to just shut up. And trust me, no man loves to think that he's wrong.<br />
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I think it's not just my problem though. For example, I watch a lot of TV shows where the husband cheats on the wife and then the wife snapped and went crazy like that. And the husband has the audacity to ask the wife to just chill. And the wife is like, "Chill?! You want me to chill??!! I bloody want me to chill and calm down and expect to keep quiet about it?!!!"<br />
It's like, the husband is thinking that, "Hey, all I did was cheat behind your back! You don't need to get so worked up! We can talk this over nicely."<br />
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Whoa... I think it's gonna be a huge blow to me if someone says that. Haha, I guess rule number one when trying to chill someone pissed off is when NOT to say things that would make them feel that they're wrong. Because again, like I say, no man likes to be wronged. But at the same time, it's kinda hard because we don't know what words will piss people off.<br />
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Yay! Finally done with my layout! :) Bye bye my two years layout.<br />
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Flunyway, it's so refreshing to see this new layout right? And also, finally, I've come up with a decent name for my blog! I'm so bad at giving names I've never named my blog properly. The previous layout were "Yeok Ho's Blog" and "Welcome" ... ughh, lamest to the core.<br />
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As you can see from this new layout, its theme is city! :) I don't know why but lately I've been so fascinated by the cities around the world. Looking at the views and photos of cities are giving me this very magical and calm feeling even though I know life in cities is usually hectic. The main header of my blog comes from this photo:<br />
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It's such a lovely photo. Because this time I took my sources all over the net, I don't know who it belongs to. I don't even know which city this photo belongs to, but if you know, please do tell me. I'll make it a point to visit it someday.<br />
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I originally wanted a layout with a slightly cuter and yet still edgier design compared to the last one. I initially wanted to do a simple animation but then later scraped that idea off cos' I'm simply too dumb and lazy.<br />
And then I changed and even drew a girl (but not me, just a random girl holding a random flower looking like very serene and pure and innocent like that but really, she's just thinking of what to cook for dinner) but then again, I was too dumb. The picture wasn't very nice also and I don't think it's a really edgy design. It was more towards artistic but I want edgy and sexayyyy...muahahahah! Flunyway, finally came up with this city idea. I arranged all my widgets above my main post mainly for these reasons:<br />
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I deleted a lot of links from my friends. In fact I didn't want to link to any other blogs anymore because not many people do that nowadays but well, out of respect for a few of my friends who still links me back and since I've had their links in my blog for so long, I guess, I'll still put their blog links here. : D You can read their blogs if you want. Another reason is also because I read their blogs. </div>
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Also, the name "Voices of Infinity" is actually the name of my Tumblr site. Yes, I have a tumblr account but it's now inactive because so many of their posts are found on Facebook and 9Gag and Instagram... just anywhere else in the net. I don't need to go there anymore. I actually thought of this name is because Tumblr can be a really inspiring place. They have so many inspiring messages there (yeah, also got emo and self-pity that kind but we'll leave that out) that I feel like it's the voices of many people. And then since I thought that my layout of this blog is based on city, the name "Voices of Infinity" applies here too. In the city, there're so many people and so much voices. Also, because my mind is loaded with thoughts (who doesn't) that it's infinity. This title's a little cheesy and corny but ahaha... at least it's better than the previous two layouts. And please don't start remembering how lame my blog address is because I'll blabber about that in the future. </div>
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I love designing blog so much, despite the fact that I'm actually cursing Blogger, the codes, Photoshop, the computer and Google Chrome 99.9% of the time. The kind of satisfaction that I get when I finished a layout is pricelesssssss!</div>
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Flunyway, here's beautiful beutiful cities all over the world. Take a moment of silence to look at these noisy hectic places that give you a sort of magical feeling. </div>
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There're so many cities in this world and yet, each of them is so unique and has story of its own. These cities are where societies' cultures are, where stories of the countries are. I think it's fascinating how the people in the city lead their lives and one day I really hope I can see all of them and just feel what it feels like to be in each city (pftt... one day where got enough one. Need 80 days) </div>
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Okaylah, that's all. Bai bai! </div>
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For example, when a friend says things like, "I hate you" to me when they don't mean it, probably they're just joking with me like that, I would still think that they hate me and then I'll start wondering why they hate me. There're a couple of times when people asked, "Hey, what are you doing now", they actually meant like, what I'm studying now, or you know, what I'm up to currently. The "now" that they meant doesn't literally mean "now" but more like currently in the long term. But I tend to interpret their questions so literally, so for example when they asked me and I'm in a shopping center, I'll tell them I'm shopping. Then they'll be like, "No, I'm not really asking what you're doing "now" but what you're currently doing, like what're studying, what course are you doing?"</div>
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I remember when I was in primary school, there was a test and one question asked us to draw a family tree. And guess what? I drew a tree. Ya, literally a tree! </div>
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So I don't think I take sarcasm really well. I don't even know when you're being sarcastic, haha, so don't try to be sarcastic. I'm too dumb to understand ok.
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And I applied for RMIT University which requires portfolio. I so good, thinking to share my portfolio here cos I know how hard it is to find portfolio examples for undergraduate admissions. I think probably it's because they don't want ideas to get stolen or what. In fact, I don't even know whether it's safe for me to share my portfolio here or not but I've already watermarked my pages with the UGLIEST font ever: COMIC SANS!! And it's a big big big sample word on each page, so please please don't steal or what. </div>
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I know it's super duper hard to find a portfolio made by some highschool students for undergrad admissions into art schools (although I'm not highschool anymore, but I didn't take Art in A-levels so, my drawing is err.. pretty much high school level lah...). Because this is an architecture folio, I don't know if it's gonna be useful for you if you're applying graphic designs or what. And also, architecture portfolios are even more difficult to find online compared to other design courses, I don't know why. T.T</div>
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Yeah, that's how my portfolio is. :) Because my 3D drawings are not.. haha, what I'm good at, I only did my best with what I could. I only started learning 3D when I had to do this portfolio (ya, cos I'm lazy like that). The program I used is Google Sketchup, friend introduced it. Totally suitable for noobs like me. Even if you've never drawn anything in your entire life before, you will know how to do it using Google Sketchup! And because I'm not good using digital media, I usually use the traditional ones. Watercolour, pen, pencil la.. I'm better at all these, hence you can see most of my pictures done with traditional media. When I started using AutoCAD and GoogleSketchup, I'm like.. boyyyyyyyyyy, these computers really make things easy, don't they?! Can draw triangles and circles so easily. I'm so shocked because I spent my entire live trying to perfect a circle using pencil and I can do it so fast using computer. Tsk, computer cheat one..<br />
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Flunyway, stress on what you're better in your portfolio (that's what one of my friends advised me, haha). If you're good in traditional drawing, then draw those more la.. haha.<br />
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Also, arrangements of your layout is important. At first I thought it's not that important so I just simply arranged my drawings for each page cos I thought what they really want to see is my drawings, not types of fonts, arrangement of layout or what. Turns out to be really important cos' you need to present your portfolios really well too so that it's comfy for the eyes of the professors.<br />
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Not all uni requires portfolios. I don't think any uni in Malaysia needs it. I'm applying in Aussie one, only RMIT needs it. I think quite a lot of universities in US and UK will need it and in fact, you need to apply quite early. I'm not so sure, so in case you have the thoughts of taking up architecture, it's better you check their websites as soon as possible because some requires you to apply it one year before the intake. :)<br />
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Also, must check their portfolio requirements. RMIT's a tough job cos' they need us to have 15-30 pieces of work and have to do a design exercise. 15 pieces at least! Most universities I saw probably wants only about an average of 7-15 pieces (ya, so do 7 only, haha!!)<br />
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If you're interested in RMIT University, you can go to this <a href="http://www.rmit.edu.au/">website</a> to check it out. Flunyway, I said bye bye to it already.. since I'm not accepting its offer. :(<br />
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<br /></div>y.Hohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06401304173867737022noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3555054801609786411.post-3696929995734376752012-05-20T16:07:00.000+08:002012-05-20T16:07:44.966+08:00Lizards<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I know I promised myself 1223879 times must be hardworking and update my blog.<br />
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Flunyway, I saw this Thai ad from 9gag today and it's so cute! : D<br />
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Lizards are normally disgusting but omg, how can they make it so cute! And damn it, the lizard has tears, can cry one! : D So cute!</div>
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