When there is a spare €3000, what would you use it for?
1. Book a holiday: in sun, snow or other unusual climate
2. Commission a hundred metres of fabric in an unheard-of colour
3. Drink it dry on a wild night out in a pricey city
4. Donate it to charity
There you go, choices and wishes coming my way.
I'm tempted to say I prefer option #2, although to be politically correct it would be #4. Although I could technically set up a charity for myself...
I had a good time talking to my parents over the phone in the past two days. Here are some excerpts from the talks...
Dad (B): Thank you for calling, be wise with your spending, don't burn your money... [herein referring to mobile and calling card spending]
M: Don't worry dad, the money's already burnt, I'm just using the ash.
B: (laughs)
I went to see Bora Aksu's show in Natural History Museum this morning. I never knew the designer's actually a Caucasian-looking guy!! I've always been under the impression that the designer is a she with African heritage. Never mind the confusion, my head's probably just not quite right. Also, timeliness and being early are very important things in fashion - having a ticket doesn't mean the guards will guarantee your entry into the tent. That is the case, unless you're Suzy Menkes or some other uber-important personality in the industry (even then, I'm not too sure the guards will remember your face... excuse my skepticism.)
Ah... no, I didn't pay for the ticket. The standing ticket got me in and I somehow managed to sit myself on the third row (out of four.) It was a good show with lots of nice floaty dresses and leather bodices. Question is, with the show being held to showcase designs available for autumn/winter merchandise, where are the coats?
Another thing I'd like to post is 2008-09's term dates.
Pathfinding Week --- 29 Sep - 3 Oct 2008
Autumn Term --- 6 Oct - 12 Dec 2008
Spring Term --- 12 Jan - 20 Mar 2009
Summer Term --- 20 Apr - 26 Jun 2009
Looks like next year starts and ends later than usual :))
Alright, that gives me 18 months of preparation time to start of third year. I have somewhat narrowed down my subject choices to about 4 (from ten). I still need to arrange which disciplines I'll be taking in short courses, which, given what's been jotted down my calendar so far, doesn't leave me with much time to faff around.
Compulsory working experience term, although not yet disclosed by college, is possibly going to take place on the spring term for my group. So, I'll be happy to work between mid-December and mid-April, save the off week or two for Christmas and Easter.
Alright... I guess that's all for now! Take care and wish me (and help me to get) all the best ^__^
[A is for age] 22... still got days to go :D
[B is for booze of choice] meh. Free champagne, courtesy of KY (ambience was good, booze was plentiful, me not trashed - couldn't ask for more.)
[C is for career] designer: poor and broke most of the time, but still manages to glam bi-annually.
[D is for your most dreaded] maggots. Super yikes.
[E is for essential item you use everyday] Soap, moisturiser and sunscreen.
[F is for favorite song at the moment] Endless Story by Yuna Ito.
[G is for favorite games] seeing from the clocked hours, it must be websudoku.
[H is for hometown] Jakarta... more specifically, Sunter.
[I is for indulgence] anything that constitutes conspicuous consumption to make myself feel normal.
[J is for favorite flavor of juice] ...does soya milk constitute juice? It comes from a pressed vegetarian food item (soya beans) after all.
[K is for kids] zilch. At least not now.
[L is for last hug from husband] zilch too, even louder since I have no 'other half'.
[M is for years of marriage] zilch...
[N is for name of your crush] hah, there are too many good-looking guys in this world to make me name one.
[O is for overnight hospital stays] nein...
[P is for phobias] forgetting to lock the house door, and not having enough fuel in the gas tank.
[Q is for quote] To be adventurous is to be ready for everything unexpected.
[R is for regret] got some, but I'm not willing to blot them out after all. They make good lessons and motivators.
[S is for status, married or single] totally single :D
[T is for time you wake up] 8AM
[U is for underwear] decent, clean and VPL-free.
[V is for vegetables you love] almost all of those boring ones - bring them on! ^.^
[W is for worst habit] delays, delays, delays.
[X is for x-rays you’ve had] got so many of them... most were done to see what's inside my chest (doh, blood and organs for sure.)
[Y is for yummy food you make] asian-influenced main meals, savoury pies, homemade finger foods and desserts.
[Z is for zodiac sign] a Geminized Rat, according to the two major zodiac schools of this world.
I feel compelled to tag people on my ramblings list... heee :p If your name is not on the list, you can post one too if you want to ^__^
Have a good day!
Before I brush on the topic, I want to share this picture with all of you... what do design students *really* do in class? This was what happened in open access session today:
Pattern-drafting tables make good makeshift beds ^__^;>
And now, following the oohs and aahs, my opinions on nattō.
According to Wikipedia, nattō is one of the world's four soya-based superfoods. As of a couple of days ago, nattō was one of those exploratory food items yet to be tried on my list of things to eat... er, or at least try to. My housemate is an avid lover of nattō, and so are everyone in his family! So there we were, spending an evening talking about how his dad never fails to prepare nattō for breakfast at 7AM on Saturdays, to a point where his father's zeal earned a request from his sister to have some toasts for brekkie.
Oh yeah, my housemate's tales spurned me to try nattō once and for all... so that I can say "I have tried the stuff and it tastes like __________." (you can fill in the empty space ^.^ ) Given other non-Japanese foodies' experiences in savouring the supposedly stinky stuff, I decided that I should have mine with miso soup on the side... just for insurance.
Verdict:Eeeek Not as bad as I expected. I could tolerate the taste although I'm not exactly looking forward to devour the remaining nattō just because "I love the taste". Aesthetically, the neba neba (sticky strings) were fun to play with, but eating nattō can potentially be messy because of them (I wonder how beauty queens would eat nattō given the neba neba.) The smell was strong, but it wasn't a problem since I have previously eaten tauco/douchi, terasi and durian. I would definitely eat this stuff with miso soup, as miso's mild saltiness provides a pleasant distraction from nattō's foamy neba neba texture. I wouldn't mind repurchasing it, as a box of four servings costs 53p.
I wonder where I can buy tempeh in London...
Probably next time I should try to eat stinky tofu. *glances at list of things to eat*
This animation vlog is rather insane and strangely refreshing. It offers banters and old jokes that I often came across when I was a kid. The narratives and dialogues are carried out in everyday Javanese, and the captions are in Indonesian... although I believe it'd do the animators good to release an English-subbed version as a supplement.
Enjoy! ^__^
Now, I'm just doing something really silly. Improving my blog for sure... haha, at such an ungodly hour too. Good night, or have a good day! ^^
Read this story. Then please laugh.
Sometimes I wonder whether people are just plain obedient or downright daunted by the risk of failure. One thing for sure though, computer chips aren't any better than human brain ^__^; a toast to our cynical, idea-killing selves! May it be balanced out by our adventurous and more risk-tolerant selves...
Life is an adventure, after all. Just make sure you have a decent map with you in case you get lost ^^
I finally found the memory card reader-equipped computer at uni. Mwahahahaha.
(Pictures rule.)
I took these two pictures a couple of weeks ago, but since they are interesting and rather timeless... they make it to my blog. A picture is worth a thousand words, two are worth two thousands [or more], so let's get on with it.
This cute puggy doggy is... ugly. Cute things are more likely to be ugly, it seems. I read this somewhere off the web that what is considered as cute are things/objects that look as if they are unable to defend themselves and hence project the self-image that communicates a need to be protected and cared for. A pug isn't a physically huge dog breed, which may fit into the above description, but it also seems like it's unable to see or breathe properly. This dog's normal doggy huff-and-puff sounded more like a massive person running out of breath, which is pretty loud compared to its size. Cuteness and weaknesses aside, this pug is black in colour, whereas the 'traditional' colouring of pugs are usually beige or camel.
Shorty cat: Hey you, what are you looking at?
Black cat: Cool down young man, she's just taking pictures.
Brown cat: Mommy, is she gonna poke our noses like those guys did?
Tall cat: No, dear. She's no mummifier, just a tourist. Now, don't be afraid and pose... she's got a camera on hand.
(Cats were sacred animals for ancient Egyptians, and temple-reared cats - like the ones we see in the picture - were mummified and given protocols just like members of the royal family. What a good time they had. Aah, I wish I were well looked after for flicking my tail around... but then, I have no tail "__" )
Finally, it's Benedict XVI's supposedly provocative speech. The lesson is to please, please, please practise common sense and do not make out-of-context interpretation on parts of somebody else's articulations. Any word or phrase has the potential to sound provocative, so there is no need to throw oil into fire.
Take care!
You are my strong melody, yeah
You are my dancing rhythm
You are my perfect rhyme
And I will sing of you forever
This post is some humour for our sanity. The twenty-five-year-old bicker between a giant David and a giant Goliath is [somehow] here. As I have stated two days ago: guys and girls... enjoy the pictures. Images are courtesy of a fellow netter who went to Apple's convention last year. Thanks heaps!
Referring to your competitor's plan in your ad, then undercutting it. It's like hitting two birds with one stone.
Q: What kind of game is it? A: It's a race!
Bosstalking somebody else. Cheeky.
Houston, keep your eyes peeled.
I just rediscovered this Surrealist slogan generator site. I sure had fun with it ^^
Aaaah, fun... alright. I almost exploded when I saw my project going awry. It was like being defeated on a paper-thin margin. Anyways, I can't care too much on whether it's possible to finish it after all; it's about finishing it, period. Talk about me being iron-fisted :q
Tuesday uniform at work is a deadweight on my neck, particularly because the shirt has to be worn with a pair of long pants (hands up, anyone who can recall 10 occasions of seeing me in a pair of pants...) The shirt itself wasn't properly and carefully made, and the material selection sucks. Given the shirt's quality, I don't think an employee belonging to a company as sizable as the one I'm working for at the moment should be seen in a shirt so hideous.
Last Saturday, I went to Bandung with my parents on a day trip. It wasn't as large as I remembered it to be - or was it me who grew out? The city has got a plethora of choices when it comes to experimental dishes and bargain shopping. I was obligingly happy to whip out any discount or privilege cards that exist around my vicinity (to the shock and horror of my mum, who believingly deduced I would've spent all my paycheck on buying clothes. She's not too mistaken :p) Bandung oozes a different beat to that of wealth-centered, money-laden Jakarta.
Money cannot buy creativity; otherwise, New York would probably have been the world's culture capital, when we know it is everything but culturally blessed (which is the case for numerous U.S. cities.) The place must have a large pool of brains that have its right-hand side active, as well as tolerance and the necessary infrastructures to induce a conducive environment in which these brains interact. Jakarta is too money-minded and profane a city to care about this type of interactions.
I also took some good pictures on the trip using my dad's digi SLR. It feels funnily comforting (although heavy) to take pictures using his camera, partly because I learnt to use SLR cameras once but almost never used his. I will upload them within the next days for you to see.
Alright, that's all for now... I'm in dire need of sleep '__' good night!
Bagaikan air basahi tanah kering
Lembut, sejuk menyegarkan
Bagai cahaya mentari hangat memeluk
Rasa damai di jiwaku
Lembut, indah, tutur katamu
T'rangi jalanku, menghibur hatiku, memb'ri pengharapan
Untuk selamanya, sampai selamanya
Perkataanmu bertumbuh di hatiku
Siang dan malam s'lalu kurenungkan
Janjimu yang indah, ku berjalan di dalamnya
Kuingin selalu mendengar suaramu
Dan kurenungkan setiap waktu
S'bab kau milikku
