It's A Beautiful Day

Owwww..

2009-08-16T23:35:00.004+09:30

Oww... my pinky is swollen...

Peace, Love and Ice Cream

2009-08-13T23:48:00.006+09:30

Like the title? Hehe.. me too.. it's a song sang by this artist I found name Sandy Dane from the Netherlands. I dunno why when I listen to this song my inner hippie feels like making a flower crown and run around the field (not naked I hope). The lyrics perhaps.

Lyrics :

It was peace love and ice cream
Flowers and tambourines
Butterflies high
In the clear blue sky
And a summer breeze
And we knew how to breath
Freedom

With tears full of laughter
Happy ever afters
And stories to tell
Oh we told them so well
In the glow of the fire
We sang the songs
Of freedom

It's time to relive all the memories
Catch every day in a frame

Sing with me
Na na na na na....
Let us go back in time
Just for a minute to '69
Come sing along with me
Na na na na na....
Let us go back again
We're praying this time
It will never end
So come sing along with me

It was peace love and ice cream
We lay down in the grass
In the Garden of Eden
We hoped it would last
But then time took away
The moment we faced
Freedom

It's time to relive all the memories
Catch every day in a frame

Sing with me
Na na na na na....
Let us go back in time
Just for a minute to '69
Come sing along with me
Na na na na na....
Let us go back again
We're praying this time
It will never end
So come sing along with me (3x)

It was peace, love and ice cream
Flowers and tambourines
Na na na na na....
It was peace, love and ice cream
We sat down by the fire, singing
Na na na na na....
This is our chance to go back again
So come sing along with me

Na na na na na....
Let us go back in time
Just for a minute to '69
Come sing along with me
Na na na na na...
Let us go back again
We're praying this time it will never end
So come sing along with me

Habitat 67

2009-08-09T14:34:00.005+09:30

I-want-to-live-here-!

Habitat 67 is a weird designed housing complex by architect Moshe Safdie in Montreal Quebec Canada as part of his master thesis at McGill University. The project first was initially aimed to create affordable housing by interlocking concrete forms and currently it is a privately owned condominium complex.

Found here.

Seperation Anxiety

2009-07-24T22:02:00.006+09:30

Haven't updated my blog for a while.. missing my family and friends~ can't wait for December.. Summer break and I'm going back to Malaysia for 3 months! Woot!

Anyway, been chatting with my sis and she gave me pics and vids of my love-dovey niece Syasya.. she's grown so much.. (ノД`)・゜・。

How much cuter can she get you ask?

ALOT MORE.

Silhoutte Portraits

2009-06-18T14:02:00.006+09:30

Found this via colormekatie. I've seen a lot of silhoutte portraits. But it would be nice if there's a twist to it. Instead of doing the same profile position here's some ideas!

Behind Every Great President

2009-06-08T01:55:00.005+09:30

Ah, yes...

Football Strategies

2009-06-08T01:24:00.008+09:30

Argghh... it's been a while since I updated my blog. Sorry.. I was kinda busy and I just didn't have the time to browse stuff on the net.. (yeah, right) *cough* Anyway... I found this illustration of football strategies... Being a football fan myself I find this hecka funny!

Found via humbug.

If you can't make it better

2009-03-30T22:50:00.002+10:30

This was pasted on a window at my campus.. Get's me laughing all the time.. and it's true!

Amazing Levi's Ad

2009-03-29T01:02:00.005+10:30

A Levi’s ad from Indonesia which you probably need to see a higher resolution to find out that’samazing about it. Click on the picture or click here to see the higher resolution version.

Found here.

2009-03-28T02:21:00.005+10:30

George W. Bush : I gave it my all, and I didn't sell my soul for the sake of popularity.
Jon Stewart : You didn't need to. You sold ours.

I couldn't agree more.

Nothing is Original

2009-03-28T02:09:00.010+10:30

As much as I hate to admit this, the guy's right.

Coraline

2009-03-28T01:48:00.005+10:30

OMG I totally LOVE this poster.

A spine-tingling tale about a curious girl who unlocks a mysterious door in her family’s new home and enters into an adventure in a parallel reality.

Sypnosis (If you wanna read it):

Coraline Jones is a girl of 11 who is feisty, curious, and adventurous beyond her years. She and her parents have just relocated from Michigan to Oregon. Missing her friends and finding her parents to be distracted by their work, Coraline tries to find some excitement in her new environment. She is befriended--or, as she sees it, is annoyed--by a local boy close to her age, Wybie Lovat and visits her older neighbors, eccentric British actresses Miss Spink and Forcible as well as the arguably even more eccentric Russian Mr. Bobinsky. After these encounters, Coraline seriously doubts that her new home can provide anything truly intriguing to her, but it does; she uncovers a secret door in the house. Walking through the door and then venturing through an eerie passageway, she discovers an alternate version of her life and existence. On the surface, this parallel reality is similar to her real life--only much better. The adults, including the solicitous Other Mother, seem much more welcoming to her. Coraline is more the center of attention there--even from the mysterious Cat. She begins to think that this Other World might be where she belongs. But when her wondrously off-kilter, fantastical visit turns dangerous and Other Mother schemes to keep her there, Coraline musters all of her resourcefulness, determination, and bravery to get back home--and save her family.

Trailer

Keep Calm

2009-03-28T01:32:00.002+10:30

Calming word by Keep Calm.

Typography by Sarah A. King

2009-03-28T01:24:00.004+10:30

Spectacular typo-art by Sarah A. King .

Found via Double Takes

Views from the driver's seat cabs

2009-03-22T00:14:00.005+10:30

Magazine Illusions

2009-03-21T22:55:00.004+10:30

Creative Photography

2009-03-21T19:54:00.005+10:30

Visit the artist’s site Sharad Haksar to view the entire portfolio.

So sarcastic.

Found via Zuzafun.

Please Do Not Use Quotation Marks For Emphasis

2009-03-12T22:50:00.002+10:30

Because you just can't.

3 Strength of Coffee

2009-03-12T22:13:00.003+10:30

Being a coffee addict myself this totally made me LOL-ed. So funneeeeyyyy...

Credits to http://www.doubletakesblog.com

High Five Escalator

2009-03-07T14:51:00.012+10:30

OMG! I totally love this! Wonder if we can do it in Malaysia? You can find more cool stuff on Katie's website. For her latest Improv Everywhere mission, her friend Rob gave out over 2,000 high fives by standing next to a subway escalator during the morning rush.

Five additional people spread out along the adjacent stairs, holding signs to prepare commuters for high five fun!

It's nice to see all the happy faces so early in the morning. They should do this more often.

Designed by Nature!

2009-03-06T23:07:00.007+10:30

This ain't no ordinary twig! Its actually a USB memory stick for your computer and can save up to 1gb of files. Made in the Netherlands by Oooms it's professionally handmade from real wood into unique and personal USB memory sticks. By using twigs, every USB stick becomes unique in its design. Designed by nature!

DIY : Corner Bookmark

2009-03-06T22:23:00.000+10:30

Here's a creative idea from d.Sharp Journal. Re-use old envelopes by cutting the corners to serve as disposable, notable, bookmarks. I love the idea that we can customize the bookmark with notes. Isn't it cute? I'd write 'You fell asleep here' too!

Vine Cell Phone Charger

2009-03-05T23:26:00.000+10:30

I totally love this idea!

I hate seeing my chords all rumpled up or seeing it dangling from my desk. It totally makes my already messed up corner look messier. So why not make those cords look pretty? That was the idea behind Vine (2008), the latest work by Microworks, the quirky design firm of up and coming designer Shunsuke Umiyama.

Neat ei? At least it'll look nice dangling from my desk. Hopefully it will become available soon.

Check out Yuken Teruya's Toilet Roll Art!

2009-03-01T16:29:00.000+10:30

Yup.. you read right.. toilet roll.. and there's many more! More recycled art from Yuken Teruya.

And other materials that she uses:

Books

... and paper bags

Who would've thought that beautiful things can be made from mundane everyday objects when we seek the unexpected.

Light Me Up!

2009-02-28T22:34:00.000+10:30

Check these Hanna Nunn's paper cut lamps! Inspired by nature these lamps are designed and handmade in her workshop. Choose from table lamps, oval table lamps, wall lamps, pendant lampshades and exquisite strings of delicate fairy lights.

Fairy Lights :

Lamps:

The lamps range from $75 to $92 whereas the fairy lights (for indoor use only) will set you back about $158 US. Yikes! Pricy!

iDream of Pillowcases?

2009-02-27T23:22:00.000+10:30

Clever pillowcase idea from Studio Psyho. Six different screen print versions with common dream motifs.

Glass Galore!

2009-02-27T23:05:00.000+10:30

I love collecting bottle jars but somehow I never found a decent function for it rather than it being a coin jar. Then I came across Photojojo. This idea from Photojojo is a fun alternative, especially the way they've styled it. One jar frame might look a little chintzy, but this grouping of different shapes is sweet, especially in a sunny spot where light can fill the glass. The squat little jar, with its cropped photo of a sly expression, is especially nice. What a creative way to recycle those jars ei? More examples here.

Fantabulous! : Name My Design Company Machine

2009-02-16T14:58:00.001+10:30

This is what I got.. Scarlet Weasel Labs. Tehehehe. Pretty cool ei?

Check it out here.

You Can't Be

2009-02-09T18:09:00.000+10:30

Beautiful poem~

You Can't Be That

I told them
When I grow up
I'm not going to be a scientist
Or someone who reads the news on TV
No, a million birds will fly through me.
I AM GOING TO BE A TREE!

They said,
You can't be that. No, you can't be that.

I told them
When I grow up
I'm not going to be an airline pilot,
A dancer, a lawyer or an MC.
No, huge whales will swim in me.
I AM GOING TO BE AN OCEAN!

They said,
You can't be that. No, you can't be that.

I told them:
I am not going to be a DJ,
A computer programmer, a musician or a beautician.
No, streams will flow through me, I'll be the home of the eagles;
I'll be full of nooks, crannies, valleys and fountains.
I AM GOING TO BE A RANGE OF MOUNTAINS!

They said,
You can't be that. No, you can't be that.

I asked them:
Just what do you think I am?
Just a child, they said,
And children always become
At least one of the things
We want them to be.

They do not understand me.
I'll be a stable if I want, smelling of fresh hay,
I'll be a lost glade in which unicorns still play.
They do not realise I can fulfil any ambition.
They do not realise that among them
walks a magician.

By Brian Patten

Inspiration - Helen Musselwhite

2009-02-09T02:04:00.000+10:30

Neat ei?

Found this while browsing around. Multi-layered images made from hand cut, scored and folded paper. See more of Helen's work on her website.

Her Morning Elegance by Oren Lavie

2009-02-09T00:53:00.000+10:30

A very neat video clip featured by my friend http://cecimacomot.wordpress.com/.. The lyrics to the song are also dreamlike and thoughtful.

Sun been down for days
A pretty flower in a vase
A slipper by the fireplace
A cello lying in it's case

Soon she's down the stairs
Her morning elegance she wears
The sound of water makes her dream
Awoken by a cloud of steam
She pours a daydream in a cup
A spoon of sugar sweetens up

And She fights for her life
As she puts on her coat
And she fights for her life on the train
She looks at the rain
As it pours
And she fights for her life
As she goes in a store
With a thought she has caught
By a thread
She pays for the bread
And She goes...
Nobody knows

Sun been down for days
A winter melody she plays
The thunder makes her contemplate
She hears a noise behind the gate
Perhaps a letter with a dove
Perhaps a stranger she could love

And She fights for her life
As she puts on her coat
And she fights for her life on the train
She looks at the rain
As it pours
And she fights for her life
As she goes in a store
With a thought she has caught
By a thread
She pays for the bread
And She goes...
Nobody knows

And She fights for her life
As she puts on her coat
And she fights for her life on the train
She looks at the rain
As it pours
And she fights for her life
Where people are pleasently strange
And counting the change
And She goes...
Nobody knows

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*sigh*

And nobody knows..

My One & Only True Love... hehehe

2009-02-08T19:49:00.000+10:30

And she is Batrisyia Zifa.. my niece..

A Many Nights...

2008-11-07T00:57:00.000+10:30

*sigh*

A many nights I've been crying in my sleep.. I can easily say it's because of me leaving for Australia these couple of weeks more... What am I saying? Aren't I happy to be going there? Isn't this what I wanted since who knows when? Well I am human with feelings. Whoever that'll be leaving their family would be crying. Even if it's just a drop gathering at the corner of their eyes. People might ask haven't I been through this before? Well, yes. I have. But this is different. We're talking about thousands of miles apart. Well that's not a problem they would say. We're living in a world of technologies. We got telephones, e-mail and even videocalls.. Yes, I would answer. But that is totally different. It's what people say. You're so near, yet, so far.

At some times my emotions are rather neutral. But at other times sadness would consume me for no reason and I would cry my eyes out in my bedroom. In broad daylight. Even if I was just sitting reading newspaper with my mom. I would look at her and my eyes would tear up. Or watching tv with my dad. The memories of cheering Man U winning and teasing him because Chelsea lost made me quiet and I would run to the bathroom crying. It's just 2 1/2 years! I'd say cheering myself up. And I could come home during the summer break. That said after crying my eyeballs out. Sheesh.. I guess that's what been keeping me neutral. Reassuring myself everytime I feel sad. Damn, I'm missing my family before even going! What the hell...

Well, missing my parents is one thing though. We've recently got a new addition to the family. No, my mom did not have a baby. My older sister. Well, not really recently. My niece. She's almost 6 month and I have to say she's the cutest baby I've ever seen! That kid is worth missing. And I've been bothered by how she's going to forget me even if I came back after a year. And she'd be like 1 1/2 year. I could imagine how she would shy away from me. That would totally break my heart. But then again, she's only 6 month. Remembering me is quite impossible at that age and yes, any 1 1/2 years old kid would shy away from someone they don't remember. So that being said, yet again I am reassured and have no other excuses for me to cry my nose off thinking about it. But then again... *sigh*

I came to regretting applying for my scholarship. I would think, usually while I was drowning myself in tears, why, oh why did I apply for it in the first place? Wouldn't it be easier if I just stayed at UPSI and continued my studies there? I have my families, my friends and my grades we not that bad either.. *cough*2 times dean*cough* Why would I give up all that? Who knows what'll happen in Australia. We're talking about studying in nothing but English. And since my studies is more to presenting and conveying ideas to clients I'd say I'll do excellent. Yes excellent with a tone of sarcasm people. And westerners, from what I heard, are more to 'Go find your own notes. I'm just your councelor' type. As of here, in Malaysia, we are spoon fed everytime by our lecturerers. Yes, we're lucky. Then again, people (who are these people?) would say isn't that good? You can actually improve your English, which have plumaged so bad, and you can also learn more about the cultures there. And don't let me start on the independent and maturing shinanigan. *sigh* Yes, those people does have a point. Dang-it! *snaps finger*

So after arguing with myself I'd have to say, OK this is going to bring more good to me. I've already taken the first few steps towards my dream. There's no way I'm going to let anything stop me. So I miss my family. So does everyone else there. One thing for sure I'm not alone. And it's just 2 1/2 years. Time will fly and before I know it it'll be my final year. If I can manage passing every semester that is. So work hard then. A lot of people are counting on me. Family, friends and even my country. (Is this patriotism I'm sensing?) Missing them means I love them and and I'd rather die than seeing them dissapointed.

Tears of sadness might accompany me at the beginning but let tears of happiness accompany me back in the end.

InsyaAllah....

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Oh, and I'm going to cry at the airport anyway so shut up.