The end is where I begin.

"Sometimes we don't learn from our mistake."

Take a listen to this song and it's lyrics. :)
Enjoy.

My iTunes was playing this song and suddenly my ears tuned in to the lyrics. The Script. They are awesome. Whenever you are down, take a listen to their songs. And sometimes, songs says what you feel inside. :)(I am supposed to be working on my drawings right now but I had to blog. Due date's on Wednesday! Erk. ><)

Anyways, it was just a mere 23 hours and I had to black out on my bed at 2 in the afternoon yesterday. And with less than 36 hours, I have to fight for my life. And why am I here blogging? Because I have to blog to tell the world about my last few living hours, or so to say. I am feeling stressed out right now. Was so freaking lazy to even get my butt out of my chair, which result in me sitting long hours, working on my building. Now that it's 80% complete, it's time for me to work on my drawings.

Sometimes tears say all there is to say.

Some people tell you that they don't want to hurt you, but they end up hurting you anyways. Damn those people. What was that supposed to mean? Or maybe we are not careful. When someone says that they don't want to hurt you, then we should just back away, turn around and walk away. That way, we hurt ourselves instead of letting the other person hurt us.

Sometimes your scars don't ever fade.

The pain felt in the heart, it will subside, but you will never forget how it felt. But in life, we always must learn to let go of what caused us that pain, burn the past, and look forward to a brighter day. Not saying that you have to let go of what you love, or what you want, but to take that leap of faith, there are chances that you will get hurt again, but take the risk, and the reward will be bigger. Take the risk, and life will be much more beautiful.

Sometimes we have no choice but to walk away.

Although I know, I will be the one getting hurt, I am not walking away. I'm not giving up, because I look forward to achieving. I don't care what others think of me, or how others sees you and me. People only look at what I did, but not why I did it, which matters most. Walking away is not an option, what doesn't kill you will make you stronger. I will survive, no matter what.

This is the end where I begin.

(Now back to spending my hours working)
(and I wonder should I reveal my alter ego?)

爱你永远不会改变。♥

It's love for you.

"I don’t pretend to know what love is for everyone, but I can tell you what it is for me; love is knowing all about someone, and still wanting to be with them more than any other person, love is trusting them enough to tell them everything about yourself, including the things you might be ashamed of, love is feeling comfortable and safe with someone, but still getting weak knees when they walk into a room and smile at you."

♥

We are meant to be.

《失恋3.3天》

既然还关心着对方, 为对方担心, 那证明之间还有爱, 请选择 永远在一起吧,
不要那么容易放手, 应为两双手要牵在一起, 并不容易啊.

我想无论你有多喜欢一个人都需要一个借口把他留在你身边

Dance with me.

I want to spend every living moment with you.

Don't criticize what you can't understand.

History.

15.02.2012


"What's in the past is in the past. You can learn from it, but you shouldn't let it dictate the future."
- Melissa Hill, Wishful Thinking.

Never give up.

"闭上眼默念3遍 Call My Name 我就出现。"

Hello people! It's been quite awhile has it? Or maybe not. Complains, rants coming up! Take them if you can. If not please kindly hit alt + F4. Thank you. I am freaking stressed up right now. I don't want to slack. I can't afford it. Yet, every time it comes to designing, I tend to get stuck. I hit a brick wall. Trying to find way through it, time is wasted. And when I found a breakthrough? I have to rush like mad to make ends meet. Ideas don't come to me easily. Inspiration does not appear out of thin air. The more I see buildings and their plans, the more my eyes grow weary, and the more my brain seems dead.

The arrangement of spaces, the layout of a level, what concept is applied, vertical circulation, services space, car park.. oh my head feels like it can burst due to overflowing information that is needed. If I go slow, step-by-step, I'll be questioned: where is this? where is that? why this? why that? Oh dear. It gets tougher every semester. But I know I'll pull through. What doesn't kill me will make me stronger.

Time management is important. I feel myself slacking. Shit. Sometimes I look at other works, I see awesome thinking. Awesome planning. Awesome ideas. Then I look at mind, what a lousy idea. Such lousy planning. Can't I come up with something better? Why didn't I think of that way? No confidence. There's something that I lack that I can't see what others see in my design. And sometimes, I think I try too hard that I waste too much time thinking.

Change. Bit by bit. Just do it, the Nike slogan. Just draw even if your mind is blank. Now, my mind is blank. I can stare at the piece of paper on my desk for hours and end up with nothing still. Sucks.

Everything I do, it's all for myself. Being free, all I have to think about is myself.

Rumours are created because others are jealous of who I am.
Backstabbed by friends because they think I am teacher's pet.
Judged, because they think they know who I am.

Acts of childishness, some people don't grow up, do they? Don't worry. Words will not bring me down, because I'll turn and walk away saying: Watch me. Watch me be the person you will never imagine I'll be.

A creative man is motivated by the desire to achieve, not by the desire to beat others. - Ayn Rand

Architecture 101 : 8

"Architecture is the thoughtful making of space." - Louis Kahn.

From 101 Things I learned in Architecture School by Matthew Frederick.

Light up my world.

Random post.

I'm going to put up the lights I have in my room soon. As soon as I figure out a good way to decorate my room with those lights. Love 'em. ;)

Spontaneity, freedom and flexibility.
These are some of the best things about being single.
You don't have to care about what the other half thinks of you when you want to do something.
You just do it.

Architecture 101 : 7

7. Suburban buildings are freestanding objects in space. Urban buildings are often shapers of space.

When we create buildings today, we frequently focus our efforts on their shapes, with the shape of outdoor space a rather accidental leftover. These outdoor spaces, such as those typically found in suburbans, are negative spaces because the buildings aren't arranged to lend shape to the spaces in between.
Urban buildings, however, are often designed under the opposite assumptions: building shapes can be secondary to the shape of public space, to the extent that some urban buildings are almost literally "deformed" so that the plazas, courtyards, and squares that abut them may be given positive shape.

From 101 Things I learned in Architecture School by Matthew Frederick.

Our Story's Told.

Standing there, as the breezy wind blew past, memories came floating back, as though the wind blew those memories into the head. Shadows of these memories can be seen dancing around that place - drinking in the peaceful night sky, they walked side by side. Their hands brushed each other, sending signals of shyness and awkwardness. It wasn't like they hadn't held hands, yet neither wanted to make a move - those memories, so strong yet so distant.

It's the memories that keeps those feelings alive. Hanging on to what seemed impossible, she tried to let go of what's not hers to begin with. That photo. That look. That touch. That song. Yet memories keeps floating back. Flashbacks. It scared her. Scary in the beginning, things were starting to fall into place. "Tell me goodbye", her heart whispered. At the least, a word goodbye would make it better. But no words was exchanged.


It was as though everything just happened only yesterday. To know that all was in the past, her heart sank. Remembering how they used to talk through the night without getting any sleep. Reminiscing how he saw her and a huge smile would appear on his face, or how those anxious feelings she felt when she can't wait to see him. People see them as a matching pair, so in sync, so in love.


One night, everything took a turn. Feelings that were felt affected their thoughts, and their decision. It wasn't who changed, but rather they grew apart. Hurt as they can be, everything fell apart. What was thought to be a good friendship turned sour. Hurt was shown all over her face, yet he acted like nothing happened. You're not the one for me, was all that was written on a wall, and having to stumble upon those writings, it hurt more. So many questions, so many.


Now, walking along that stretch, being at that area, those shadows no longer danced their way to her mind. The wind no longer blow those pictures into her head. Songs that reminded her of him, no longer seem a threat. Looking at that face in pictures, no longer creates an emotion. Raw emotions no longer stain her heart. The past will never tapped her shoulders again.

Sometimes, we don't need words to know.

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I started writing and stopped. After that, it was this song that inspired me to continue this little story of mine. I would like to try out story writing, but I'm afraid my stories aren't as solid to what I read in books. I hope you people enjoy reading and enjoy the song! There's always room for improvement. ;)

Our story's told
It's time for goodbye
This room is cold
There's nowhere to hide

Take a bow and strike the stage
Shows are over today
Grab your jacket as you leave
Thanks for coming, you're free

Underneath that smile, there lie thousands of unspoken words, tears, sorrow and pain.

Lights & colours.

Lights.

I gotten some lights initially was for an event at Uni but now I guess it'll be with me. And I played with it. Love the lights. ^^

Colours.

It's been a really long time since I sketched and colour! :)

Sometimes people think if they're single no one can hurt them...
but being single and thinking about memories can kill you.

Di akhir Januari.

A short update.

Chinese New Year was good! Spent it in KL this year. Practically coped up at home doing nothing but work, Facebook, YouTube, work and more work.

Family dinners are a must to attend, which landed me having buffet dinner at Shogun twice a week.

Spent the Chinese New Year week making sure I do my work isn't easy, but I did some. And third week into the semester, work load feels like it's piling up.

Cutting down on social outings. I can't afford them unless someone would gladly pay for my meals and drinks. On the other hand, I can't afford socializing already, not when I'm all focused on bringing up my grades.

Last but not least, I pray to God : Please help make the event UTAR FEStival Tiki Hawaii run smoothly and as planned. I'm part of the organizing team and would really love to have the support of everyone.

Come one, come all!

It's an annual event that's not be missed! This time it's at night, much more fun! :)

Make sure I see you there! :)

Now, to bed I go.
Nights.

Being single doesn't mean that you are weak, it means that you are strong enough to wait for what you deserve.