life's mean reds.

another one of those movies that absolutely make no sense at all (even if i considered the time leap possible).no im still flooded with an immense amount of work i simply don even have the heart to list it all out here. but maybe it's just me. once in a while i love just pretending that the real world is as romantic as Hollywood makes it out to be. ahha.and so quotes from it i absolutely loved. "You know as well as I do that the light in Barcelona is quite different from the light in Tokyo. And, the light in Tokyo is different from that in Prague. A truly great structure, one that is meant to stand the tests of time never disregards its environment. A serious architect takes that into account. He knows that if he wants presence, he must consult with nature. He must be captivated by the light. Always the light. Always. " "There is someone. It is kind of a long distance relationship. Story of my life. Keep everything at a distance. Everyone. The man who was standing in

"i have a postcard on which i've become rather dependent in the making of this book. It shows five remarkably similar women sitting at a round table, each with a closed fan placed before her. Their gazes have a rather disarming way of just missing each other; they are together but apart. If you look at this photograph long enough, you suddenly realise that the stripes that make up the wall behind them are in fact a series of mirrors. That this is a photograph of one woman, sitting with her back to us at a segment of the table that is completed, as is her company, by the reflections in the mirrors. The relationship of interiority and exteriority is never simple. The exterior is already implied in the interior and vice versa. How many selves does the real woman in this postcard feel she has? Is the photographer trying to tell us something about her? And these reflections, are they surface woman only? Do they have an interiority?" Francesca Hughes

not exactly the week i had in mind, but im fine. at least i am now. its so easy to understand something with my head but not in my heart.

urgh.im such a contradictory person.

does love at first sight exist? i mean rationally, it sounds like an over idealised/romanticised picture of life, but honestly, doesnt anyone ever feel or secretly hope at times that this could possibly be a reality? that someday someone comes along and you know he/she's the one, just by a glance, a touch, a simplest gesture? or at least an inkling? well i know i do; as irrational and illogical this movie was, it's so easy to get swept over by romantic notions of love. perhaps that's why emotions are such dangerous instincts to rely on.

having been in sydney for more than two months already, i realised how little i have blogged about the daily going ons in my life.not that it has been all boring and not worth mentioning(in fact quite the opposite).well partly because of my love to procrasinate(>.<), but more importantly i feel it's so easy to get carried away with the tons of things going on day in day out that i start to lose the point of the big picture, of what being in sydney really means for me.im still figuring that out really, but occasionally and randomly i do get glimpses of it that gives me food for thought for the week. jus like today. as i was taking one of those leisurely walks home from ocf, though essentially was just like any walk down an ordinary lane, i realised how much im starting to love each moment i spend jus walking admist the buzz of activities around, just absorbed in looking and thinking about everything and anything. it's like how im learning to see things with new eyes, learn

yes yes it's really lame but it's stuff like this that make me smile to myself and look silly.thanks mum(: Shawna hi daughter Something to liven up your day! Get up and do some exercise. Don't engrossed yourself in your modelling! Drink lots of barley water, crunch a peeled apple ,watch your favourite korean drama and then read a christian magazine,that will wrap up your day! Wishing you were here crazy mum

why i need a bigger room my room last night hhaha.dont ask me how i actually survived with that mess but trust me, with a dateline just breathing down your neck, you probably wont care less about the aesthetics of your room. yesterday was perhaps the messiest my room ever got with bits of sponges, wires, pasteboards, foam core, sticks and whatnot EVERYWHERE--all in my valient attempt to create a landscape with plants that look at the very least decent for submission the next day.(trust me, it's way harder than it looks and it's def more than just sticking a satay stick into the foam and call tt a tree.) and yes, my mum was right in saying that a first time is all it takes for a second--ive lost count of the nights i have gone without sleep>.< missed more than jus one lecture now(which i do feel bad for:/). skipped dinner and had it at 12 midnight only because my stomach was making the wierdest sounds.(hopefully mum doesnt read this or if she does that she doesnt start hy

thought this was really cool.haha. a roll of pleated paper is transformed into a chair in an onion like peeling style >.<