i know that it's not right but it seems unfair

if it's a broken part, replace it
if it's a broken arm, then brace it
if it's a broken heart, then face it

and hold your own, know your name
and go your own way
hold your own, know your name
and go your own way
and everything, will be fine

the clean up: take 1

helloooo sleeping lovers of neverland,

well, i've been oh so sangap lately. you can even hafal my timetable. movie in the morning, run errands, pick the boys up, run errands, cook, dinner and more movie. yeah more or less like that. i'm suppose to work but i still think i'm not good enough since i have no idea how the autocad works. i really thought i was going to learn that for the last term but i ended up with sketchup which i still need to work on. apparently, it takes up a whole term to learn the autocad. adoiiiii. apart from that, i'm pretty much done with everything. i'm going to submit my folio anddd i'm officially off the hook! ( i believe so) ummmm, i'm still thinking of my art project which ain't going anywhere. need to do more research on that one. i'm still stuck with the concept. i don't know if what i want to do will work or not.
oh, and i FINALLY cleaned up the mess. jyeahhh, so i'm pretty much a happy camper for now.
missed the art for grabs and went for the designers mart a bit too late and orang besi sold out.... and i've been sleeping. HEH talk about a sucky weekend.

the new mantra: eat less, work more, excercise more

ps. if you're getting love letters from me, you should know why
xoxo,
trix

you can call me susan if it makes you happy

hello lovers,
anyyyywayssssss, i've left out some stuff to mention actually. so recently, i went for this exhibition which i thought was interesting one since i managed to dig up some info from some artists and some art stories as well. it was pretty cool actually and the artworks were impressive since most of them just graduated. ohh, and i met hamir soib and finally got to know what the clown painting is about. HEH. okay, it doesn't take a genius to figure it out but to know the real deal behind it is worth something k. so, here are some artworks which i thought were awesome by rozana musa , ruzzeki harris and samsuddin wahab.











johnny hates jazz

the most overused/overrated/bulshit word: chill

it's amazing how easy it is to consult others but when it comes to yourself, you can't even figure it out. funny eh? i wish things were simple.

peter the rabbit

i have something that i've been holding on to for 19 years which i cannot seem to let go. it might be nothing by now but it is something to me. i won't say exactly what it is but if you know me, you should know what i'm talking about. so, my parents have been wanting to get rid of this thing since i've been complaining with not having enough space in the room. i have to admit, this thing wasn't the only ting that has been cramming in my room because almost everything else is dumped in my room. i can have a garage sale, i kid you not.

i think, wait.. let me rephrase that. i have this problem of letting things go. i'm quite sentimental actually. i like to hang on to it, or in this case chuck part of my memory somewhere in the closet and let it rot there. yeah, maybe that's why i've been having too much junk in my room. but the thing is, this thing is part of my childhood. it is perhaps, the only thing left of me when i was a child. okay, one huge ass of a thing maybe. but, it's been passed down to my siblings, cousins and i want my child (one fine day) to have part of it to. but then again, my parents once told me the story behind this thing and i till today i feel guilty of wanting to throw it out.

but quite recently, i look back at that thing and ask myself "why in chimney rickety do i still have this piece of junk in my room?" maybe this is the time for me to let it go. i told myself that i don't need it anymore. i mean, it's not like anyone wants it. heck, even my child wouldn't want it either. he might be asking for something new and better, right? plus, once i chuck it out it means more space for me to put my other stuff there. righty? yeah, maybe i'll throw it away one of these days.

okay so, who's having a baby? i'll loan this thing to you ;D

in case if you're reading this, you should know that it's you

okay, i don't normally do this but i have to admit this. i really miss you k. serious. it's not even funny anymore. i miss the things that we do like those stupid random stuff, the tons of crap that comes out from our mouth, our emo/selenga/stoned days. those funny stuff we would yak about. how we would dream of this and that. how we would laugh at our rare stupid fracked up moments. those kidnapping days and tak nak balik times. the exploring kl times and let's just go where the road leads us to days and how can i forget the times when we got lost. haih

i don't know why i'm feeling very sentimental right now. i just feel so.... shit, i think i'm going to cry.
k la, enough. corny la pulak.