Hiatus from norm

We are on track in doing our work progressively...??
Yes? Or no? I don't know.
To keep on from being dropped out, i have to keep my pace constantly...??
Yes? Or no? I don't know.
Should i hold every minutes in doing something useful? Or run away from a cycle...?
I don't know.
Something useful is really "useful"?
I also don't know.

What i know is...

sometimes, i found elegance while processing my life by my own, while running out from reality for a while to do something unreasonable, while suddenly falling in love to someone, while suddenly shouting at you rudely, while dreaming of thing crazily...
It is just..... elegant!

i dance softly... among the crowd... you are staring on me... you feel odd?... or you like it?... whatever... your face shown is not able to disturb my dance... because what causes me to keep on is my "young heart", not your staring eyes...


(I like the pic above very much, so i paste it here, again, after the one in chinese blog. And i also like the sentences above which i translate from chinese. It is a paragraph in a chinese novel <>. My favor. )

Ok, i was being "elegant" a while already... hmm... go to check mail loo... thx for reading my craps ^_^

My body, my responsibility.

Just now, S.S (BookBorn) bought a bottle of mineral water for me without informing me before. He hoped i will start a new healthy principle for my daily life. This came from the case that i found i got something wrong with my health after body checking last week.

Instead of keeping on to drink the "Subang water", he encouraged me to drink "clean" water, either by means of buying mineral water or getting the clean water from the "super" filter machines that got ISA approval something around SS15 here.

I remembered that i used to think that he is a weird guy at the first semester last year looking that he was always alone. Haha, one is always not the image that you think, but the other image that out of your prediction. So, i learnt not to guess about how it should be, who he should be, wat it should looked like, etc. It is because, to perceive something, to know someone, i need to expose myself to that something/ that someone by experiencing the PROCESS. Life is about process.

I felt touched by his act in buying me the water. Besides, he also accompanied Alice on the way back to her house today that i planned to do so. He did it "firmly" before i am going to ask so. I meant, i didn't see any "hesitation" through his eys. He is so helpful and kind. He is not a friend that only concerns about other friends by words coming out from mouth, but he does really help in actions. A very nice friend. Ha, he can be a nice boy friend. Girls, how about consideration of him? ^_^

I got a conclusion in making friend. Somehow, i think, a good friend who i can chat very well with him maybe is not a really very good friend. A friend that i seldom talk to, or even have never categorized him as the best friend, is maybe the REAL friend. So, there should not be any 'category' in making friends.

**hmm..a bit run away from my title...ops ^_^ **

I am terrible

Talking to Andy just now, more and more recall of ME in the past came to mind. I am totally a bad guy. If my friend treats me as a friend, then i am totally a bad friend to be with. If my friend doesn't treat me as a friend, then it is another case.

Thinking back of what i have done for my friends... I feel ashame.. regrettable...

I always release my stress on my friends, especially thos who are close to me. They are so innocent.
I am so selfish. I am so subjective, with some effort trying to "change" my friend. I am so stubborn sometimes. I am so easily being blind because of sudden dissatisfication or anger. I want to rest more rather than willing to help my friends if i have finished my works. I don't remember my friends' birthday. I am arrogant. I am desperate. I am lack of understanding on my friends. I have so much bad temper. ...etc. too much...

Sorry, guys. In faith, sorry.

What can i do? I will try hard to be a good man, a good friend, a good brother, a good son... Give me some time.

Revelation

I went to SJMC to check my body. There is really something inside my body. Aynwhere, i am still ok and will be taking vitamins within 3 weeks. Hopefully, with more bless from myself and more care to myself, i will be recover after 3 weeks. Else, i may need to go on an operation though it is not a very much operation.

Thanks for Alice whose latest blog did give me some lessons and inspiration.

Maybe, you (visitors to here) found out that my blogs are always about sadness and negative perspections about life. unconciously, my blogs are always "grey in mood" and revealed the darkness that shade my heart. After reading Alice's blog, i realised that i had been criticizing about my life too much recently without giving effort to perceive somethings beneficial to me that lies behind something bad that happened to me. Ya, she is true, there is no who i am now if there is nothing bad and good happened on me. Good, brings pleasure and comfort of feelings to one; wheareas, bad, brings the lessons behind it if one tries to treat it positively and figure out a better solution to prevent the same hapening again.

It is just a simple knowledge about how we see and handle something around us. But, it is always hard to practise especially when we are confrontating or encountering bad events. I will take it into practice ^_^ .

take a break...to charge energy...hold glasses in position...to see clearer...take the hotdog bread in position... to be put into mouth...hmm...it's life about. he's William ^_^
This picture seems like contains of De Stijl order

**(context below is hardly connected with context above. Anyhow, it is also a something i perceived after the test)
The architecture history test was over. I dislike preparing for test like hell by reading lots of books and 'deadly' memorise those 'built time' and 'built place' that i think it is not the essense of context as long as i roughly know the place and the time period. Still, due to the desire to get higher marks to compensate the failure in test last time, i memorised 'deadly' and 'rigidly'. Anywhere, i have a very subjective personnel summary of what i have read.

Russian (suprematism and constructivism)
--one emphasized in self expression in arts while the other one strongly emphasized applying arts in public way and utilitarialism way. There was the extremism in between two opposite stream of idea. So, i think they should not be so emphasized firmly because there are so many kind of different people in perceiving arts by themselves. Too much force will just bring "reversing effect" that goes beyond expectation. There is a Chinese metaphore-- water carries the boats, and sink the boat as well. Anything can be taken in moderate way, and in balanced situation, else one has to bear the responsibilty for overtaking. What that beneficial to us, can be vice versa.

De Stijl (the style)
--emphasize to spread the 'new' style of architecture and arts to universe in its own 'order' about dynamism and purity of lines, colors, and levels. It supposed to be "international", but for me, somehow it is just something very subjective to value about. Some may not like this style though i like it. And i wondered why this period was about "the style" internationally, honestly, it is just something very personnel, started from a group of people, trying to affect the others. Again, it went extremely, like what i mentioned above, and it ended shortly. Yin & Yang tells the balance la ^_^ , you can not abandon or ignore small group of people even they are so little like the white and black dot in the Tai Ji image oppositely. Their existence is inevitable.

Futurism
--the context in this chapter is really inspiring with brilliant and sublime ideas of buildings in future which human are still now in the process in achieving (or maybe in realising). Somehow, i think of the city outlook in Minority Report where there is no mass of individual buidlings, but a cornubation that interconnected and intergrated (shopping place> dwelling unit> woking places> transportation lines> etc) . Really feeling want to cry out "WAH..."

**the lower part section of this blog is mainly for my coursemates. hopefully, others won't fall asleep in front of your computer ^_^ **
quote dave's --- THIS TOO SHALL PASS ^_^

Encountering road junction

Today is Friday. Start of this weekend.

Still, i am hesitated in deciding where to go. There are 2 ways.
One, is to continue staying in Subang Jaya to get my work done and do revision on architecture history test, so that i don't need to rush for last minute work as loads of projects are coming rapidly one by one in "expectation".
Another one, is to go back to Tg.Malim, as it have been quite a long time i didn't go back to hometown, to gather with my family, to take a rest, to find a PLACE of myself.

So, what to choose. I am not asking you guys, as ur help may not be able to help in time. ^_^ . And, the most important thing is that is my problem. Facing a jucntion in choosing, I need to solve it myself. Suddenly, i think of Carlo Scarpa's Brion Cemetery, it is a place of dead, yet a place to celebrate death and life. Hmm...

Ok, bye.

*Recently, I might not be able to blog rapidly either in english blog or chinese blog.*

A new day has come

A new day has come. A new day has come?

I need more time. I want more time.
I need more time to do somethings i like to do.
I need more time to meet my old friends.
I need more time to seek for someone.
I need more time to communicate with myself.
I need more time for myself, doing nothing in a period of time is much better than doing something i don't like. And now, "be blank in a period of time" become such a greedy desire.

Reading some interesting books, watching movies, surfing internet, sleeping, thinking in vain, dreaming, joking, playing basketball, drawing, idling around, collecting beautiful things...
...
So many things i want to do. But i can only do my assignments and projects.
Sigh, i need more time. God, please gift me more time. I want my life to be colorful.

A break spent in Redang

Wow... The trip to Redand Island was really a break within a long period suffering from pressure and stress by loads of assignments in this semester. What a refreshing chance for us, putting aside those annoying daily works, and sinking ourselves in an enjoyable trip and into the "hug of our mother nature". I say so because i do really think that the Redang Island is a display of beauty, an asset of mother nature.

Hmm... There are a few unforgettable moments in the trip. Five senses, simply.
Taste, the sea water filling into my mouth is so salty, yucks... I don't know how it came into my mouth, i can swim, but not very good like my classmate, Kristie who is recognised by us that she can swims faster than fish, haha.

Touch, i felt the warm of the sun and the beach sand under it, the coolness of snorkelling, as well as the "welcome" feel by wind. Besides, on the way go and leave from the island, we shaked our bodies hard(not merely shake our butts like William Hung) on the boat "unintentionally" due to the bumps with the wave of the sea. Dave, William and Hong Leong who sat at the backseats of the boat suffered the most, they just couldn't run away from the splashing sea water. So funny.

Sight, relaxing in Redang is most propably one of the best place in Malaysia to satisfy the lust of eyes. Blue sea, blue sky, white sand, green coconut trees, green islands, and colorful shirts or any clothes worn on the people on the island. The combination of those colors is so nice, i like this combination of colors that looked relaxing anf joyful.

Scent, i smelled the freshness of the island and the tang of the sea air. Simple, pure. There is no petrol station there! This statement is a bit weird, but ...i think you can feel it. It is very relaxing while resting on the hammock in between tree trunks of coconut trees, Jet felt the most because he slept on it.

Sound, hearing of the waves splashing sound on the rock, listening to the music and the joyous sounds of the tourist at night is so happening and yet intimate. It is so natural.



WOW...