Friend of God

To say I don't like where I am at right now is just like saying I like where I am at right now.

It's so confusing. I feel at times that I don't deserve the slice of life assigned to me, or that I deserve more or another slice of life I yearned for. Don't like weather, traffic, restrictive parents, general attitudes, and lack of dancing opportunities here. Like the abundance of opportunities, cheap prices, housemaids, and I don't know what else may come up to mind.

Just for your curiosity, my watch is still set at GMT+10. That means I'm constantly reminding myself of Melbourne. The same goes with the mobile phone, and probably the blog (we'll see later - I don't normally sleep past midnight here.)

Life has been lame-ish lately. There's been much sleep, play, drawing sessions and driving lessons up to now. I'm planning to take my licensing test on Thursday; please pray for me! >.<>

I'm preparing for a competition; the sketches and fabric swatches are due in on Thursday (the same day as the driving test!) I need to colour them, and to find proper fabric swatches to go with it. Ack! Been having some difficulties to find unique-ish fabrics, as most things found here are either weirdly coloured or extravagantly brocaded/embroidered - which are exactly what I am avoiding at the moment.

There was also a primary-school reunion I attended earlier. A girl I knew is doing final-year Fashion at RMIT ::jealous! want-her-course!:: -> well, you kinda see my attitude there. There were a lot of people awed by the fact I have graduated and landed a job at a reputable company, but I was quite taken by the fact she is doing something I want to do. Nevertheless, although some nasty ol' attitudes persist in certain people, most of the group have definitely grown up. You can easily see through who is genuinely nice and who is disinterested, though. I'm kinda glad I went there because I managed to catch up with them, and also meet a new friend. We successfully fooled [for several minutes] some of the people coming in late that this 'unfamiliar guy' got transferred out when he was in grade three :p By the way, a girl from my old primary school was actually doing her internship at the same place Irving is working, and they knew each other! It was funny to hear her tease him over the phone, while he was receiving a call from my number. Some thorough explanations had to be made ^^

My exams were not good I think. I want to think more positively about it, but I can't. But anyway... let's concentrate on other controllable matters ^.^; I am praying that I will be getting a decent mark on it. It may make that little difference...

Anyways, I've decided to use the time of whatever place I am at whenever I'm blogging. Plus, I just knew about this song several days ago at the insistence of P, who told me that I "must, must listen to this song". Thanks, P! ^.^ Much appreciated.

I'm looking forward to next weekend, with lots of hope and prayers on it. Tee-hee. I will need to go buy lots of props and costumes for the drama, and I hope Poinky's not forgetting to send me *whatevershemustsendtomenow* (you know it, girl - I'll check your blog.) Btw Poinky, you better look for this song as it's a good good good one for you to listen to :D If you don't like it, then Cippy might. Take care everybody!

Who am I that You are mindful of me
that You hear me when I call
Is it true that You are thinking of me
how You love me, it's amazing!

When The War Is Over

I'm yet to pack my suitcase. The twenty-kilogram challenge is on...

The question of 'what to bring' and 'what not to bring' has been plaguing me for some time now. In line with the deductive reasoning spirit MLL110 is trying to instill, it's good to start with the trip's purposes as to ascertain what will be needed, and what won't. On top of this, there are absolutes that are simply coming with me, whether it serves a practical function or not (these usually belong to the sentimentalities department.)

I've always seen the trip of having a transitional/temporary nature. The main purpose of the trip is persuasion for art school. Its second purpose is to put me on the market (oh well.) It's also useful to get some work experience along the way. Hence, I will pack as little as I need, so that the signals are clear. I'll also need to figure out how to lug my A0 portfolio along as well 9__9; There was a question posed on whether I would bring my 'spacewalk' boots along. Hey ^.^ they would be fun to wear, although they are impractical for tropical climates.

The shortlist is: corporate clothes (scrap drab ones away), textbooks, illustration books, sketchbooks, folio, art tools, digital files, skincare, sentimentalities.

One irritating thing is how many assume (1) I will be there for good (2) I won't stand a chance of returning here. If I won't (hopefully will), then what's the harm in finding it out? People keep making assumptions and guesses of what I prefer to do, or the path I am bound to journey on, when it is clearly set since I have stated what my intentions and plans are many times. I'm so tired of explaining and re-explaining why I bothered myself buying a return ticket, even to those who suggested me to get a return ticket themselves.

Ah, this world's twisted.

I'm seeing things others prefer not, may not, or yet to see. Sometimes it makes me feel invincible, at other times it makes me feel like a bimbo.

Off to study. Wish to see you again, even if it seems improbable.

When the war is over got to start again
Try to hold a trace of what it was back then
All around this chaos and madness
Only choice to face it the best I can

Let's Go

Two issues for this blog: the Bali boycott and torture.

Firstly, the Bali boycott. It's up to people if they want to boycott Bali. If they deem the decision over Corby's case is not fair and decides to have a 'payback time', it's up to them. If they strive for fairness, then they ought to think of the common people of Bali (and Indonesia in general.) Is it fair for these people to do no wrongdoings but be punished as a retribution over a decision, in which they did not/could not take a part in making the decision? Is it fair to punish someone based on an outcome that he/she could not control? To boycott Bali, it would essentially suffocate the economy. Fine, you might think of it as being your leverage in getting Corby released. Who makes the decision? The courts. Are they likely to care over the impact of an ailing economy on common people? Honestly speaking, no. Then, is boycotting Bali going to increase the likelihood of having Corby released? No.

But then, if you still find you are going for the Bali boycott, you essentially are torturing other human beings. And torture, however fickle the actions committed may be, is still a crime against humanity. All these and you still dare say boycotting Bali is justified in the name of fairness and solidarity to Corby. My goodness, even the one who is going through the sentence does not complain as much as those who are boycotting Bali. They are so childish! .\\//.;

About torture... yes, I know about Professor Mirko Bargaric. He greeted us as a good host of Deakin University over the Law School induction weekend I went to earlier this year. Couldn't believe that kind of article came from the guy giving a speech on the podium and chatting to prospective students.

I am convinced torture is morally wrong and legally unpermissible (ask for my MLL110 essay if you want to, I'll gladly show you why.) Just can't understand the way lawyers, and people in general, think nowadays.

So serious a blog for the first one on my twenty-second year on earth. Hehe. Anyway, take care! I'm going to have a barbecue with the Melbourne Uni gang later on today, and I'll keep you posted on it. Have a nice day! ^.^

You gotta a nice job
in an office on the seventh floor,
Oh, but you're lookin' out the window
and you're thinking: that there's somethin' more.
You close your head,
you close your eyes,
But somethin' deep inside you cries;
Let's go

Let's go to the great unknown,
find the one who rolled away the stone
Let's go to the foreign shore,
find a way to give like we never gave before
Let's go, going far and wide,
pack your bags and leave it all behind.
What are we waiting for?
Let's go!