Today I had a fitful sleep due to the taking over of the world. By zombies.

I didn’t actually see any zombies in my dreams though, was more concerned about the lack of people, desolated buildings, and climbing through impossible windows to escape unnoticed. It was the silent fear that made the whole thing horrible.

And the dreams were tenacious in holding onto the same storyline. I woke up at 9am feeling disconcerted, promptly went back to sleep, dreamed another sequence of me and a small group escaping, woke up, and repeat the whole thing for a few more times until 12pm when I couldn’t take it anymore and felt enough energy to rise from the apparatus that made those zombies materialize.

The last installment of the zombie nightmare had me, Mum and Ti escaping as a group. All the buildings were built like an exaggerated version of the school (three curved slopes with grass roofs and sprinklers.) We climbed through the inside of the building, climbed over railings, past people having tea al fresco, and it started to pour. Those people went into the building, but we decided to stay out because we had to escape the area. The slopes were too steep and I had the brilliant idea of us sitting on the ground and pushing each other down the watery slope. We had fun, but it was the sort of fun with the knowledge of doom underlying it. Midway I remembered about Pa and wondered if he was alright, and then decided that he would hold up on his own.

Last week’s dream was more of a comedy than a nightmare, but it felt pretty bad while I was inside it. I was in some class outing, and we walked through five-foot ways with pale white arches. We eventually met Charcoal inside some quaint white shop, and he told us that the Eiffel tower was going to be knocked down and replaced with a new structure. I was appalled to hear of such a news, but more than horrified when I saw the plans of the structure they were going to replace it with.

You know those cartoon laser guns with tips that consist of one long pole tapers at the end, and rings surrounding the pole? Something like that. I tried looking for the structure online, but somehow could not find the keywords that would produce the image of likeness. Actually I think that would be pretty kickass la, but in the dream I was like, WTF are they thinking, it’s hideous! lol

Btw I just did a brief search on the meaning of dreams and zombies, and got this:

Dreaming that a zombie is after you can mean you feel or fear that someone is threatening you in real life—emotionally, mentally, or physically—or it could just be that you’re having a Toxic Dream.

Okay the toxic dream explanation is believable enough. I’ve been keeping weird hours and sleeping only at dawn recently :S

Two more days and can relax!!! Haiz.

Kenken: sian
Me: i also sian liao
Me: haiz
Me: i wanted to do my work finish it early
Kenken: we need to start a support group
Me: but now have to wait till last minute then do
Kenken: for people who sian
Me: sibeh sian
Me: ya, the sibeh sian group
Kenken: SSG
Kenken: I AM CHAIRMAN
Kenken: U ARE NOW….
Kenken: HON GEN SEC
Me: zzz dunwant
Me: responsibility
Me: hahaha
Kenken: and thus
Kenken: the sibei sian group was dissolved within 15 minutes of inception
Kenken: because the hon gen sec was too sian to be responsible

I’m going crazy spending the day working on Redball’s web… and yet so far I’ve not touched a single strand of HTML code.

Oh Photoshopping headers, how I loathe and love thee. Am procrastinating on the last header because the image doesn’t seem to fit and I. don’t. want. to. find. another.

But it’s good for me too because I’m ultimately using the website for myself la. Haiz. Mangaaaaaaaa~~~~~

Yesterday I spent the whole day in the photolab, following the final critique in JK’s painting class. We made noise pollution by hammering dratted nails into the mobile walls. Ear pain. Also, was too arsed to take a proper photo, so will do that only this Friday when I go back to school, and then will report in a post when I’m more free.

Meanwhile, it’s rotting at home for these two days to try to finish Redball’s website, Sunshine’s FYP report and Charcoal’s journal, in that order. I have my foreseeable (no)life worked out as compared to some people :P

Today over dinner, Aunty Serene casually remarked that Ti scored a 100 out of 100 in one of his three test papers (the ones before the exams). The other two were pretty high scores as well, and though I can’t remember the figures it was something like 7/10 and 74/76?? I dunno, was too shocked after hearing about the 100/100 one.

WTF sia!?!??! I don’t know what subject that was in, but I think he’s mad.

Is that even humanly possible?

The highest I ever came close to a perfect score was a 96 or 98 in English. And that was in primary school. Since then I’ve been quite proud to be what others would call loser-ish. HAHAHAHA! XDD

Speaking of turned characters, I bought Macdonald’s for dinner last night in school. Toon was in front of me.

He was buying dinner for his gf! WAH SO GENTLEMAN! Also he commented that he was going to graduate at the same time as me, and asked what I wanted to do in the future, had I found a job, or was I looking for prospective employers and so on.

And I was like, noooo don’t ask me complicated questions! To which he seemed a bit perplexed at my laissez-faire response.

Anyway, the end of the story is that Toon seems to be a changed man! Hahahaha Ade and Puey this is fodder for grilling at the next class outing! Btw I also met Big Ben a couple of days ago (he was unshaven, quite shocking) and told him to organise one already :D

I am gushing over my processed 35mm slide film. Get the pun in the title? Geddit? Geddit?

(Slide film is a.k.a positive film… as opposed to the normal negatives. I know people ike Ade would definitely not get it :P)

I’ve actually had a go at shooting 120mm positive film before, just that it was for experimental photo class and it always got cross-processed, so this really is the first time I’ve seen an E6-processed  slide in its full glory.

WHAT HAVE I BEEN MISSING OUT ON ALL THESE TIME MAN!

I’m now a convert! Am gonna shoot slides until I go broke! Lolololol XDDD

Seriously though, one roll of 35mm costs three times as much as a normal roll of color negs… Now you know what to get me for next year’s birthday yea? XD

No wait, by the time my birthday rolls over I’d have graduated and won’t have access to the school’s scanners anymore. Nooooo orz

Here be the requisite submission deadline list for this semester:

17 Nov – JK’s final hugeass self-portrait and all other oil paintings.
23 Nov – Redball’s portfolio website.
24 Nov – Sunshine’s 1 page FYP report.
24 Nov – Charcoal’s final photographs of doom, and journal. (Kind people, please be so kind as to donate printing credits T^T)
26 Nov – Derwin’s 200 MCQ examination.

I’m crossing my fingers and hoping that I’d be done with my projects way before the deadlines, because it actually looks like I’d have a chance at doing so this semester ^^;

It’s just that Charcoal’s projects haven’t been started yet and a lot of things can go wrong with trying to print with school’s printers…

Writing the museum catalog right now for the final assignment due tomorrow… I’d love to say that I’m making good progress, but good progress by my definition means that I should be done by 5pm, and I have another hour to complete writing the other half of my catalog. 5pm is just an ambitious gauge though, and I’d be satisfied if I were to be finished with this, including designing the building of my make-belief museum by nightfall.

Because after that I have to chiong out two weeks worth of FYP. This semester, I have been prioritizing other subjects over my FYP. It is disastrous :(

But anyway, I had a sudden surge of smugness because I managed to replace ‘show the progress of‘ with just one word, ‘document‘. So now the sentence says, ‘The photographs document one woman’s quest for the ideal beauty… etc‘

Hoozah! Goodbye, extra space-wastage of 12 characters!

And thank you Craft of Writing XDDD

This week is the last week of lessons. It’s going to be downhill from now on till the end of November, what with submission deadlines and exams. So I guess I will be updating even less frequently than before, unless I’m weeping my heart out from homework!exhaustion.

Jia you!!!!!!!!

This week, I have been busy alternating between chiong-ing schoolwork and battling numerous colds. I blame the ending semester and increasingly wet weather for their respective repercussions.

Tuesday, I slept for one hour putting together a super rough website for Charcoal’s assignment – to show our photographic images on the screen. I was the second person to present after he looked around the room for victims, and he said, “Ren,” pointing to me. And I was like, pointing in front of me to the other ‘Ren’ in hopes that he would redirect his attention to QRen. Unfortunately he indicated the female Ren and so up I went, a bundle of nerves and all.

(Story of the two Rens – This class I am in comprises of mostly second year Photography majors. In the beginning, I would always turn my head around to respond to one of the guys calling out my name, until I realised that they were actually calling for their classmate. Now it so happens that we both seem to stay back to do Charcoal’s homework on Fridays, so one day I happened to sit next to this other Ren guy and I asked him for his name, to which he said, “You can call me Ren.” To which I replied, “No, cannot, because I’m also Ren.” Nowadays we both excitedly call each other Ren when we see each other XDD–

It’s also interesting because his whole generation for the males are named something-Ren, while mine is Ren-something for both males and females. I laughed out loud when he said one of his relative’s name which was Guo Ren, because it sounded a lot like 国人 (citizen)… am so sorry ^^;)

Anyway, This is the super drafty website, presented through a thumbdrive.

Because Shasha wanted to see it, and I’m too ashamed to upload this or even call it a site because of all those ‘ ’s XDD

After my presentation, Charcoal asked what I planned to do in the future, to which I replied, “Continue living“, as opposed to, well, being careless and dying. And I really have no light or ambition pulling me in any direction after graduation :( Then he tried to push the question further and asked if I planned to get married.

My immediate reaction was wtf!??! What sort of question was that?!?! No I don’t intend to get married atm but you never know, and did he mean to imply that marriage would lead me to be a housewife, thus depriving me of further explorations in my works? Or did he mean to marry one of his sons to me LOLOLOLOLLL

What actually came out of my mouth after that tumultuous brain activity was simply a desperate cry, “Why are you asking me that?!?” and after that I couldn’t remember much about the presentation anymore XDDDD

But I really love Charcoal and his inane questions to which I can never find answers to. He is a nice old man <3

Anyway, most of these photos will be uploaded on a website by the end of this semester because it just so happens that I’m taking Redball’s class (website development) and making a portfolio site is my final project. So keep a lookout :D

Erm. I spent too long writing this post when I should be continuing with my website :(

Today, I wore safari-inspired zebra prints with ‘khaki green’.

(Sorry, this will probably be the first and last time I publicly make a jab at Ris Low’s infamous video hahahahahaha XDD)

Happy H!!

Btw Super Fatty has passed the 10k mark. Now my pictures start at 0001. A’;kdl;sjkflns sia!!!!

I think it’s safe to say that I’m rooted back to the Internetz. Yayyyyy.

Also, because it feels like you don’t own a Mac (Brat#1 says the full name ‘Macintosh’, which I find endearing and totally adorable) until you start playing with Photobooth, here are some shots of me one hour after waking up, after sneezing yellow mucus in the bathroom (very bad cold yesterday), and after installing some important programs:

In Ti’s room. The first frame is a normal shot, and the rest was taken with this distortion effect, which is by far my favourite XD

I’m really not looking forward to clearing my backlog of files that were scattered everywhere in various folders while I was in limbo :(

Also, touchpad is funky and all that, but I still need a mouse :P

On Saturday morning, I played with spray cans for some graffiti workshop. Last night, I had a sudden desire to re-acquaint myself with my rusty guitar.

Saturday’s spray painting left me with a right wrist ridden with muscle aches, and a terrible migraine. Yesterday’s guitar-molesting left me with the fingers on my left hand which shoot with pain whenever the tips make contact with something.

I am made of Lose :((((

However, there were good things that came from Saturday’s workshop. For starters, the most memorable dialogue between me and Vader when the health promotion board representative showed slides to educate us on HIV and all that jazz (because this was a tie-in with the graffiti thingy):

The slide shows colour-coded human shapes (blue for males and pink for females) which continually appear and link to each other in an attempt to show that promiscuity increases the risk factor for acquiring HIV.
Me: *rather indignantly* Why got more girls than boys one?!!
Vader: Because the boys are P-I-M-P-S.

The second good thing was that we had a lot of fun painting the boards and laughing at our nonsense.

The best thing about last night’s guitar-molesting was that I found simple chords for Bon Jovi’s ‘Have a Nice Day’, among others. I can’t figure out how a certain string of chords progress in the song but as my general motto in life goes, 船到橋頭自然直 (chinese idiom- the boat will straighten itself at the bridge, meaning that things will work out by itself when the time comes) :p

The second best thing from yesterday was that I had an epiphany that I really have no talent for the guitar, but you can’t blame someone for trying to play it :p

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