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Like A Seed. |
April 16, 2010 |
Good holy moly day. I’m finally done with studio for now and my semester break is about to kick start real soon. Can’t wait to move over to the new campus,and have my fair share of fun; am seriously looking forward towards it. Although I can picture myself being stuck in studio, or looking rather run down wtf must dress up properly because the odds of bumping into a reader is 258238956289365982 times higher now. 
Oh well, if you sleep so late at night and all stressed up,I’m sure you wouldn’t give two shits about looking superfine. As I am typing this right now at 1.30am, I’m online via the webcam with the Keeper with him slicing his little chinese sword and annoying the poop out of me. 
I’m actually rehearsing my factual presentation to him,showing him my model & trying to sound as serious as possible.
I feel much better now,and am ready to write and roll!
It seems like everybody loved the previous post,and thank you all for the comments. I was beaming away the whole time learning that some would even feel happy when I’m happy! 
Picture taken via Karlson‘s iPhone, chocolate brownies @BellyGood. yums!
I’m feeling extremely motivated at the moment,with so much going on; the holidays kicking in and so much to do. I should be dropping by Taylor’s Lakeside Campus to pick up my car park stickers,and checking out the very much empty studio which I’ll be spending most of my time in the future. I really am looking forward towards the PC Fair & Port Dickson this weekend,even the thought of it is getting me all excited already.
Its often difficult to take things as they come because each and everyday of our lives we’re get cow dunk thrown at our faces, whether you like it or not. However, the race to growing up and fully unleashing our capabilities to mature as we age is the challenge. People like both you and me, we learn from outcomes; whether its the outcome of our actions or someone else’s. Its almost like looking at an existing painted picture, and paint a better one.
Its all part of growing up,like a seed blooming into a beautiful flower. 
Just a very simple philosophy,we’re all a bunch flowers in the park. As you walk along, you’ll see some old flowers, some young blooming ones and some rotten ones. They are all similar in ways which they’re not aware of, just like each of us. There’s this common similarity between all mankind, there’s kindness,greed,selfishness & love. So what sort of flower are you?
Dinner at Garden Lifestyle Store and Cafe Garden @ The Curve.
I’ve been spending my past couple of days working the design of the pavilion, grabbing dinner with the Keeper and we did manage to squeeze in time for a round of furniture/fittings shopping at IKEA earlier tonight. Its probably one of my favourite thing to do,roaming around to hunt for things. If you’re there with your partner,i know we’ll usually go all dreamy about creating our own space together right!I’ll share a couple of conversations we had while whistling through the lanes of IKEA wtf.
- We didn’t really go through the bedroom section because we recently redesigned his room which is now the most awesome chill out place with a workplace for myself and his computing craze, but most importantly a hot chili red bean bag! I spent more than half the time pointing out the stuff I wanted to buy which I didn’t, turns out; I made all the right choices.
- Then came the kitchen. Since our friend (the Keeper) is now an official commercial kitchen designer, he insists that our new place should be installed with a combi-oven and a proper island table wtf. This was probably the area where we spent the most time debating about,my tagline was; Helo,I’m the architect okay. And his was, but I’m a pro for kitchen wtf.
- How can we forget our very own walk-in closet! He estimated that I would take up 3/4 of the entire wardrobe wtf. Thats actually pretty suggestive,and tip number one; always buy a huge closet so that you can fill it up with shopping.
The food was delicious!
The night ended with two hours of bean bag-ing wtf if there’s even such a word. Love is something powerful,period. For strong believers, its never gonna be easy to find somebody who loves you more than they love themselves; although it is an unwritten rule to know how love yourself first. Things are getting more exciting now because we’re both getting a new car,although I’m loving the new Vios but I wouldn’t trade that up for a Kia Forte or the new big fat Camry.
Dad had this one hour session in the office’s conference room with the Keeper two days ago,about the future; and apparently I was dragged into part of the topic of discussion. You’ll be mad if you assumed that they were talking marriage plans, I don’t think my boyfriend and father has reached that level of openness yet wtf but they had a pretty long heart to heart session. I know this is quite a rare occurrence to have your father and boyfriend having lunch together on a daily basis, with the Keeper calling dad “Chief”. (even at home!)
He told me this; your father actually loves me.
I replied; whats not to love,besides we’re all a family.
Love exists in many different forms.
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