"The horrible things in life make the beautiful things possible and more beautiful."

That's what I choose to quote today, in this HAPPY post! (especially for Geraldine)

Damien Hirst said that.

He's my favourite artist aside from Rene Magritte, who is the best. (something I decided today)

Back to the quote,

It's so sensical(not a real word)!

I am really excited it popped out of my Art notes today, of all days.

I was staring at it the whole time, from Dhoby Ghaut to Harbourfront.

Today's CT was much better than Economics yesterday because I, at least, managed to do it finish on time.

Time to study!

(yey, happy post is done!)

this is such a failed attempt. HAHA. BYE.

I Cannot wait!

I am like the biggest nutcase ever.
Because I ruined my holga's plastic lens further.
I don't really mind getting a new one, just that,
My mum gave that to me for my 14th birthday.
And I'm just feeling a tad bit awful.

Moving on,
There's lit tmr, and I haven't read a single page..
Am I seeking death, or what?

I can't wait to x-process that film i just finished!
Maybe tmr? (:

I cannot concentrate!

There are some things that just come at the wrong time.

This is one of those times.

And there are three other things on my mind aside from CTs that are more. interesting.

f.o.c.u.s!

My status on my artwork is: Excited.

I've been excited the whole day I'm not concentrating well.

Study with Wanda went off.

But it was good company.

I rather be hated than loved, but I'd much rather be liked.

I'm blogging in a choppy, monotonous(?) tone. Don't like it.

Bye.

I dislike guys very very much.

I dont know why, I just.

The problem lies with me.

The read on John Berger's Way of seeing

Made me suddenly have this idea of how impression is like. I relate someone to whatever personal hopes of what he/she would, should be. Then there's the real person himself/herself, and once I discover that these aspects don't match, I kinda dislike him/her.

I said, the problem lies with me.

I should stop placing thoughts on anyone before I even know them better.

Omg, this is getting so personal, I almost wish I won't post it.

It's like me to feel that my work is horrible and distasteful after completing it,

I feel like I should tear it to shreds.

I hate how an explanation for it is always asked for.

Wish anyone could just insert some random interpretation of my work and quit asking, cause I don't like explaining why I do things.

Sounds so cold and unfriendly, I don't know why.

So I finally got down to translating my intentions to words,

But I kinda-somewhat didn't save it, and it got deleted.

I give up.

For the first time in my life, I would rather be doing something else, like literature or economics or something.

Ok, maybe not.

Hi.

My dad's car started to break down about 5 mins into the city.

Thank God, when it finally did, we were right smack in front of KLCC.

Our hotel/service apartment, whatever you call it, is opposite KLCC. so, we win.

okay, bye.

I'm seriously gna study now..