tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36424682153756766412024-03-14T14:07:23.509+11:00Life is Beautiful.noteandkeyFenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07822931083157270672noreply@blogger.comBlogger36125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642468215375676641.post-42392681379481574092010-10-09T15:37:00.004+11:002010-10-09T15:55:27.550+11:00Oh yeah...<div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/birfdaycolour3rr.jpg" /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Larger version available on my <a href="http://noteandkey.tumblr.com/">tumblr.</a></div>Fenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07822931083157270672noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642468215375676641.post-31470319925745695832010-04-05T00:40:00.024+10:002010-04-05T02:57:38.764+10:00Hello, friend<div><br /></div>Remember that last blog post I wrote? Oh, you know... that one about a piece I drew when I was 7. What I forgot to mention in that post was how the discovery got me inspired and itching to illustrate! 40 minutes ago, it was the 4th of the Fourth month which is when I experienced an incredibly immense illustration itch! I drew 3 pieces... which is something I haven't done in a single day in a long, loooooooooong time! Also, 4 happens to be my favourite number... coincidence? I'm not actually sure; maybe my subconscious had something to do with this surge of productivity/creativity...<br /><br />Anyhoo, here are the 3 illustrations in the order of how much effort was put into them.<br />(I saved the best for last! Heehee.)<br /><img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/Cuprs2.jpg" /><div>I've been envious and inspired by her art since we met! She showed me her sketchbooks</div><div>from last and this year recently; I am still in awe of the things I saw! Keep up the indescribably </div><div>amazing work, Helen!</div><div><br /><img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/Bridgers2.jpg" /><br />This could quite possibly be the first drawing of a scene I've ever done that doesn't look terrible.</div><div>I think it'd be nice to sing and watch a duck on a wooden bridge in a park on a nice day! Looky, </div><div>there's even a little toadstool!:D<br /><br /><img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/DianaandPigeonrs.jpg" /></div><div>This is the first time I've drawn a pigeon (quick doodles aren't counted!) despite having taken hundreds of photos of them. I like pigeons!<br /><div><br />My new friend, Sara Peanut Butter(the camera), appears in the last 2 drawings. It just goes to show how much I like her! I can't wait to get the film developed!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I hope you liked my drawings! Tell me what you think of them.:)</div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm going to sleep well tonight! Good night!</div></div></div>Fenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07822931083157270672noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642468215375676641.post-80176525447426055912010-04-01T22:44:00.004+11:002010-04-01T23:15:26.628+11:00A drawing from 1997<img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/1977.jpg?t=1270122655" /><div>It says, 'I am going to be an artist', I drew/wrote it when I was 7 years old! I think my 7 year old self would be proud of what current-me can draw and for persisting with drawing for all these years. I wonder what I'd be like if I had stopped drawing somewhere along the way... what would I be doing instead? I can't imagine it! Heehee, I'm living my dream...</div><div><br /></div><div>Blooper!</div><img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/bloopers.jpg?t=1270122656" /><div><br /><div>I wore a red beret in a feeble attempt to look more artistic!:P</div></div>Fenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07822931083157270672noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642468215375676641.post-31648221584483713112010-02-27T19:46:00.004+11:002010-02-27T20:08:27.365+11:00The end of a comic dry spell<img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/March4.jpg?t=1267260529" /><div>It's based on and inspired by a conversation I had with sir Chad! Don't get me wrong though, I <b>am</b> excited that Alice in Wonderland is coming out... it's just that... everybody on earth marching forth at the same time would be a huge demonstration of unity! It'd be nice; there's not too much global teamwork going on nowadays, I think.</div><div><br /></div><div>As per usual, I have doubts on whether my comic has even just a smidgen of entertainment value. I sure hope it does for your sake!</div>Fenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07822931083157270672noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642468215375676641.post-85897234281784656332010-02-21T23:19:00.007+11:002010-02-27T20:09:02.046+11:00This just in...<img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/BlurryGrilla.jpg" /><div>Up there? That's a blurry gorilla just like Damon Albarn. I've <i>just</i> discovered that he's the lead singer of the bands Blur and Gorillaz. I <b>LOVE</b> GORILLAZ. I feel really weird... I feel like I've reached a pivotal point in my life. I feel better now that I've let it out. Time for some deep breathing!<div><br /></div><div>OH MY GOD-D-D-D-D-D-Duh.</div><div><br /></div><div>(Disclaimer: I didn't draw that Gorilla.)</div></div>Fenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07822931083157270672noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642468215375676641.post-55760778415651913172010-01-17T14:21:00.009+11:002010-03-07T20:56:45.755+11:00Ant, Moth, Me<img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/antmothme.jpg?t=1263698682" /><br />I found a dead moth in the kitchen and brought it to my room, planning to bury it in the morning. As I slept, ants nibbled away at the moth. The ones that were still there when I woke up were squished as I reclaimed what remained of the moth. Now it's in the garden, resting under a tiny tombstone... and I dislike ants.<br /><br />I've had an urge to express the mundane events and activities I've involved myself in lately. :|Fenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07822931083157270672noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642468215375676641.post-37691772575962050102009-10-09T12:13:00.002+11:002010-03-07T20:57:04.196+11:00The number of the day is...<div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/mahbirthdaysmall.jpg?t=1255050766" /></div>Fenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07822931083157270672noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642468215375676641.post-19968241652859020372009-09-15T22:26:00.005+10:002009-09-16T19:33:12.646+10:00employed and deployedYes, dear friends, I, Feng of the Chen genre, have landed myself a job! After constant tweaks to my resume & writing cover letters to no avail, I was nonchalantly offered a position by <a href="http://chuingbeans.blogspot.com/">chummy chap, Chad</a> at his mother's boutique at the Docklands(which I accepted, obviously). 3 shifts, 3 souvlaki lunches and 2 weeks later; I am awarded my first pay... which I used to treat my mum to dinner today!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/fridays.jpg?t=1253019135" /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">During my daydream while waiting for the food to arrive, I noticed the moles on my skin... and appreciated them. I continued thinking about how even though they are imperfections, I still love them. Perhaps it's another step I've taken to being comfy about who I am.:P<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Mole sharing time!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/mole2.jpg" /><img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/mole1.jpg" /><br /></div></div></div>Fenghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07822931083157270672noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642468215375676641.post-49494222192805240412009-08-31T20:44:00.012+10:002009-08-31T21:48:16.724+10:00Highdrayshun station28th July, 2009: Feng is in the shower... having a shower. She finds that her regular shampoo is no longer available in its bottle, but notices that fortunately, her mother has bought a different brand of organic shampoo to replace the previous one. Feng's imagination is sparked upon reading the text on shampoo's label.<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><img style="width: 495px; height: 423px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/hydrastable.jpg?t=1251716396" /><br /></div>'Hydra stabilising' is the topic of her thought for the duration of the shower, after which, she forgets about everything she dreamt up until she is reminded by friends(Janice & Annita) of her un-updated blog. The shampoo and the reminders from her friends then inspire her to birth her latest comic:<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/Hydra.jpg" /><br />--------------------------------<br /><div style="text-align: left;">LOL! I wanted to try writing a post in third person... it felt funny, I was giggling the whole way.XD The crazed, green hydra head is my favourite one... though I think it looked funnier in the draft version of the comic. Oh well~ My first non-food-related comic!:O<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Do you get it?!</span> Or is my sense of humor too lame/weird... or did I not lay the comic out well..?!D:<br /></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642468215375676641.post-31473064595028956502009-06-24T16:44:00.006+10:002009-06-24T17:33:09.776+10:00Comic I drew yester-yesterday:<img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/SoupDate.jpg" /><br />I decided to take advantage of my comics not having boxes seperating each frame and playing around with things a little... the lady and man don't actually become the same person, okay? ...I don't know, is it too confusing?<br /><br />Also, whaddya think of this blog becoming a comic blog? Lately, I've been getting lots of inspiration to draw comics... and it's really fun doing them and then reading your comments & feedback. Based on the comment count, it seems that my comics are more interesting to read than stories about my life.:P<br /><br />This time, I have Mr.Andy Yu to thank for the inspiration! Yep, it only took 2 lines...<br /><blockquote>(9:41 PM) andy: what kind of soup did you have?<br />(9:41 PM) (tu) Feng: cream of chicken n mushroom<br />(9:46 PM) andy: yum<br />(9:58 PM) (tu) Feng: it was...<br />(9:58 PM) (tu) Feng: warms you up from the inside<br />(9:58 PM) (tu) Feng: it's like LOVE.<br />(9:59 PM) (tu) Feng: Soup is like love...<br />(9:59 PM) (tu) Feng: I could make another comic from that</blockquote>Have you noticed that all my comics so far have been based around food?o.o Oreos, Coffee, Bacon and now Soup!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;">Doof si doog!<br />Food is good!<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642468215375676641.post-27006235561663993562009-06-18T13:37:00.007+10:002009-06-24T17:33:37.211+10:00Another 'Comic I drew yesterday:'<img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/Bacomic.jpg" /><br />My comics are slowly making less and less sense, I think...<br /><br />Oh! And, thank you, Mr.Vincent Ma, for inspiring me to draw this comic by *drum roll* chatting with me on msn!<br /><blockquote>(22:52) vincema: we cannot be friends any longer.<br />(22:52) (tu) Feng: why naut?OAO<br />(22:52) vincema: -insert depressed emoticon-<br />(22:53) (tu) Feng: Sent an ink message: (it was a piece of bacon)<br />(22:53) (tu) Feng: BACON FIXES EVERYTHING<br />(22:53) (tu) Feng: omg<br />(22:53) (tu) Feng: BRB I NEED TO DRAW<br /></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">I looooooove bacon, I really do...<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">EDIT: Don't worry, Vincent didn't reaaaally mean what he said... I think. o___o<br /></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642468215375676641.post-22519171435547779932009-06-08T19:04:00.005+10:002009-06-08T19:50:29.995+10:00I did it!<div style="text-align: center;"><img style="width: 274px; height: 199px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/sewingmachine.jpg" /><img style="width: 123px; height: 198px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/drtess.jpg" /><br /></div>I made friends with the sewing machine(of doom) ...and made a dress while I was at it. The dress isn't that important (or spectacular, for that matter) though. What's important is that <span style="font-weight: bold;">I USED THE SEWING MACHINE</span> long enough to creative something!<br /><br />What for? For the 'Challenge Yourself' brief presented to the happy students of Communication Design @RMIT by Elizabeth Farlie, Reinar Rivera and Chris Hewson(listed in the order of most dependable when it comes to attendance to least. Chris is such a rare pokemon...)<br /><br />For my challenge, I decided to address my fear of the sewing machine(of doom). It's plagued me from my childhood 'til now, starring in my nightmares as the evil sewing machine(of doom) monster... I think I first started being scared of it watching mum work on it as a child. It made strange loud noises, shook the table and the super fast moving needle didn't make it appear more friendly either.<br /><br />Before I started trying to work with it, I got mum to teach me the ropes. (Also got her to promise that it wouldn't eat me.) It helped a lot just knowing what things were for... made the contraption a lot less confusing/mysterious/scary.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/sewingmachine2.jpg" /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I owe a huuuuuuuuuge 'THANK YOU' to Mummy dearest for supervising me through the whole thing, and to Elizabeth, Reinar and Chris(too; since he did help me that one time he showed up to class) for getting me to do it! Maybe, with enough time and practice, I can be a sewing machine-machine! Geddit? (I'm so lame when I'm feeling proud... :P)<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642468215375676641.post-8443116935205557802009-05-26T21:02:00.014+10:002010-03-07T20:57:09.678+11:00StressfrumpHow to tell that your local Feng is experiencing stress? Look out for these symptoms:<br />-anxiety<br />-cravings of junk food: McDonalds, candy and a lot of bacon<br />-loneliness; wanting to meet up with friends, but doesn't ask to because<br />time is needed to fix whatever is causing the stress. (i.e. folio)<br />-runny nose<br />-further inflammation of eczema on the neck<br />-trippy nightmares of dooooom<br />-darker drawings<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Oh, lookie what I drew today~<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="width: 350px; height: 427px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/sultry2.jpg" /><br />30min speed paint on Photoshop<br /><br />I expect to recover by the 9th of June, that's when the folios for all my subjects are due. Until then I'm going work my bum off... Work/study hard everybody! Good luck!:)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;">on the side_<br /></span>*giggles* I stole that from Sandra's blog<br />Anyway, some of you have noticed that my animated banner has been replaced by an art nouveau style design. This is temporary as I am currently developing the widescreen version of the animation. It will also be updated since my drawing style has changed since this blog was first made. Of course, I'll work on it after my folio work is complete.:P<br /></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642468215375676641.post-13813393055536509952009-05-21T19:33:00.005+10:002009-06-24T17:33:41.021+10:00Comic I drew yesterday:<div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/Cisforcoffee.jpg" /><br />I love & hate my scary coffee mug...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I had a really good drawing day yesterday! 6 pages of Feng-scribbles for me to amuse myself with in the future (assuming my sense of humour stays as childish as it is currently.)<br /></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642468215375676641.post-74542834156475866002009-05-08T13:08:00.007+10:002009-06-24T17:33:44.271+10:00My (day)dream<div style="text-align: left;"><img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/Blogmic.jpg" /><br /></div>I had a daydream yesterday, it was weird... It felt exactly like a dream that one has at night while asleep, but I was sitting up and my eyes were open the whole time!(I know this because my eyes were feeling very dry by the time I snapped out of it.) Oh well, it was a nice (day)dream... I haven't had Oreos in a while.<br /><br />(If you're one to pay close attention to detail, you may have noticed that in the frame where I'm showing the guy at the counter my empty biscuits, he's suddenly holding something. That's exactly what happened in the dream.:S)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642468215375676641.post-7534391200319666662009-04-27T19:27:00.013+10:002009-05-05T16:08:02.414+10:00Sweetbitter(No doodles in this post... or any post from now on until someone can help me find a safe keygen for Adobe Photoshop CS4.)<br /><br />There's nothing that makes me feel more motherly than baking a cake! I'd love to bake cakes for my (future) children (if any)! That being said, I plan to properly ensure that they do not become obese from my treats either. (Seeeee! I'm going to be a responsible mum! ...If I ever become a mum... I have many fears about childbirth. Not that you really needed to know.:P) Anyway! Back on topic, I made a chocolate cake on Friday!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Tadaaaaaaa~<br /><img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/chocolatecake.jpg" /><br /></div>It turned out pretty well; nice and moist. It was fairly easy to make, and surprisingly it wasn't messy... unlike my life-drawing class today...<br /><br />Today, I, Feng Chen (also sometimes known as 'Chloe'), drew my first nude drawing. I got really nervous right before the class as my friends and I waited in the corridor for our lecturer. Especially when Jess complained about the previous week's model mooning her in a pose... but when the clothes came off (just the model's, of course) and the drawing commenced, I managed to draw the naked lady unflinchingly. So what was so messy about it, you ask?<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="width: 129px; height: 214px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/blackhanded3.jpg" /> <img style="width: 129px; height: 215px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/blackhanded.jpg" /> <img style="width: 135px; height: 217px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/blackhanded2.jpg" /><br />The Charcoal.<br />I accidentally forgot and rubbed my itchy cheek as you<br />can see by the mark on my face!:(<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Oh yeah! In case you were wondering about the title of this post, 'Sweetbitter'... it's like the word 'Bittersweet' but yeah, you know, swapped a bit. 'Sweetbitter' would be what I would use to sum up this post in one word... since chocolate cake is sweet and charcoal... I imagine to be bitter! ahh~ my lameness knows no bounds~<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">My Blog made it through it's first year!</span><br /></div></div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642468215375676641.post-9288952849494729172009-03-24T17:49:00.007+11:002009-03-27T14:12:28.924+11:00My traumatic, near-death experienceNo internet for a month! It was a miracle that I SURVIVED. (It actually wasn't too bad but yeah, I need something to write about...) Why didn't I have internet? I was moving house.:) I currently reside in fair Canterbury, close to the beaaaauuuutiful Maling Road. The process of packing everything into boxes made me realise how much junk I own... but that same process has allowed me to unearth precious photos of my childhood! Dammit, I used to be cute.:(<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/Timeline.jpg" /><br /></div><br />I also started moving house the same time I stared uni! I LOVE MY COURSE. My lecturers are all nice and have their little personal quirks. So far, my favourite is Alex, my Illustration lecturer. He shows us a lot of interesting animations and artworks from various artists and gives little honest comments of his opinion on pieces. Like, "This artist, I find very weird, his works are very grotesque, and I actually don't like his works that much... but oh well!" and continues showing us that artist's works for a bit. He's got a good sense of humour too, and has interesting approaches to illustration. In our first lesson, we were given a potato and were made to feel it in order to draw it instead of doing regular observational drawings. Then, in our last lesson, we got to make characters from PLAYDOUGH! Everyone was feeling happy and nostalgic~<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="width: 139px; height: 220px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/IMG_0267.jpg" /><br />My playdough lady, she has a very pretty spatula head.:)<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642468215375676641.post-27695900772640221002009-01-20T11:54:00.003+11:002009-01-20T13:04:30.280+11:00Banned<div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/Caged.jpg" /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">...from potato chips. I developed a chips addiction ever since I started bringing bottles of Nandos peri-peri sauce around with me... potato chips + peri-peri sauce = a marriage in my mouth. However, since potato chips are unhealthy, I've decided to place a ban on myself, I am prohibited from:<br /><blockquote><ol><li>Consuming potato chips belonging to another, even if offered.</li><li>Purchasing potato chips from any establishment, with the sole exception of "Chickie Babes" a.k.a. 'Asian Charcoal Chicken', Mt Waverley.</li><li>Entering the premises of "Chickie Babes" unaccompanied.</li><li>Forcing friends to go to "Chickie Babes" with me.</li></ol></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;">*breaks down crying*<br /></div>I haven't decided how long to sentence myself to this ban for... at the moment, it's probably going to be for about a month, but if I'm 'lucky' (in other words, 'have no self-discipline') I may release myself on the grounds of 'good behavior'.<br /><br />Another addiction of mine that some of you have noticed is *drum roll* WoW. Otherwise known as 'World of Warcraft. I got sucked in upon hearing that you could have pets as a hunter... which was a big deal for me because:<br /><blockquote>a. in every RPG I played, I would opt for the character class which employed the bow and arrow in combat.<br />b. I looooooooooooooooooooooooooooove animals, and I've always wanted a pet!</blockquote><br />...mix 'em together and whaddya get? Feng's DREAM COMBO! How could I possibly resist my DREAM COMBO? It wasn't my fault that I joined WoW............<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">By the way, feel free to ask me out to Chickie Babes, kay?;)<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642468215375676641.post-17524517327995202232008-12-15T18:26:00.007+11:002008-12-17T15:17:46.681+11:00Why, Hello there!<div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/Hullo.jpg" /><br /></div>It's been a while since my last blog post... not to say I had forgotten about my blog! I kept telling Helen I'd write another post 'soon'. I got around to it eventually, as you can see.:) Anyway, results came out today! I did... better than I thought I would, though not something I'd broadcast to the world... the internet is daunting like that. I guess you could ask me though, it doesn't feel weird if I tell people one-on-one I think. Also, a huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuge Congratulations to Ivy, Helen & Jenny who got impressive results!<br /><br />Today is also the day I got my first advisory letter following the interviews! I applied and went for interviews for Visual Communication at RMIT and Monash(Caulfield). It was today that I got a reply from Monash reading:<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><blockquote>"...I am pleased to inform that you have met these pre-selection requirements. This means that <span style="font-weight: bold;">Monash University is prepared to make you an offer for this course</span> in the main round of VTAC offers provided that you achieve an ENTER of at least 70.00 and other selection criteria as set out in the 2009 VTAC Guide."</blockquote>Yay! Looks like I'll be going to Monash next year... unless RMIT decides that they wouldn't mind having me in their course too. Then I'd be the one doing the choosing.:P<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/Advisoryletter.jpg" /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">"Like receiving a love letter on valentines day~"<br /></div></div><span style="font-weight: bold;">EDIT [16/12/08]: I got a similiar letter from RMIT today... which one, which one?!</span><br /><br />So what's been keeping me busy? Well... there were... dates with Helen, 2 uni interviews, Cal's party, Rock Band at Phil's, charcoal chicken with Chad, schoolies at Somers, Richie's 18th, lazing around, sleepovers... oh. By the way...<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="width: 311px; height: 432px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/hairdyed.jpg" /></div> I dyed my hair.<br />*runs away*<br /></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642468215375676641.post-13270586154127775462008-10-30T15:02:00.006+11:002008-10-30T16:11:13.752+11:00R.I.P. Kigengire-san<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">Yesterday, my wallet was stolen... in it was 3 dollars in loose change. :P Hah! However, I did lose my dear, 期限切れさん(kigengire-san) who guarded my wallet valiantly. He stayed at his post to the bitter end. It's quite ironic, 'kigengire' means 'expired' and now, Kigengire-san is dead to me because he is gone.<br /></div><img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Photos/IMG_2563.jpg?t=1225339542" /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Coincidentally, the only photo I have of him is one where he is on a paper boat. It's as if he's going across the river styx. (The river styx is the boundary between Earth and the Underworld in Greek mythology, going across it would mean dying.)<br /></div><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ahhh, I miss you , 期限切れさん!</span><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642468215375676641.post-11847586690288842952008-10-21T22:00:00.012+11:002008-10-21T23:04:33.102+11:00Last day of Highschool<div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;">Pursuing high achievement,<br />For excellence we strive,<br />Mount Waverley, Mount Waverley<br />Forever may you thrive.<br /><br />Mount Waverley, Mount Waverley<br />Your praise we loudly sing,<br />We learn to live and live to learn<br />Knowledge conquers everything.<br /><br />The Phoenix and the Unicorn<br />Rose up above the flames,<br />Mount Waverley,Mount Waverley<br />You're flying high again<br /><br />Mount Waverley, Mount Waverley<br />Your praise we loudly sing,<br />We learn to live and live to learn<br />Knowledge conquers everything.<br /><br />At sport we aim to be the best,<br />Our will to win is strong,<br />Mount Waverley, your victories<br />We celebrate in song.<br /><br />Mount Waverley, Mount Waverley<br />Your praise we loudly sing,<br />We learn to live and live to learn<br />Knowledge conquers everything.<br /></div><br />Our school song is so corny but because I'm so soppy, it has sentimental value to me.:P<br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;">I'll miss school...♥<br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"></span><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642468215375676641.post-45663519062786972302008-10-11T14:42:00.001+11:002008-10-11T14:46:00.782+11:00Time flies<div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/child.jpg" /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I don't feel 17 yet.<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642468215375676641.post-23371278015532330932008-08-04T18:32:00.008+10:002008-08-05T20:58:43.026+10:00Uncapped!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNKG1-Wus48/SJbKru2QtwI/AAAAAAAAACg/XpH8xSxoWXs/s1600-h/Yes%21.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tNKG1-Wus48/SJbKru2QtwI/AAAAAAAAACg/XpH8xSxoWXs/s400/Yes%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230590869896214274" border="0" /></a><br />...aaaaanyway, yesterday was the Monash Uni (caulfield campus) Open Day, to which I went with Helen! I found it really helpful in solidifying some stuff I knew and also, learning about some new things. For example, I had no idea that the multimedia course was ENTER-based!:O No interview/folio-presentation required... Yay! ...The open day seemed to have adverse effects on Helen though. It seems that it confused her <span style="font-style: italic;">more</span> instead... がんばってねちんいきち!しっかり! It'll all work out!<br /><br />The faculties had set up displays showcasing student works and such. There was also a lot of candy up for grabs. What struck me most, however, was a display from the visual art faculty in which a box of lego was presented on a table, along with a sign which read, 'What does art mean to you in a few blocks?'<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/SP_A0415.jpg" /><br />I made a smiley face! For me, Art would be... happiness (I think) because art makes me... happy!(duh.) Due to my poor colour selection, it turned out to look more like a frog... but sure, anything goes, I guess. ;)<br /></div><br />Then, we went out for some lunch. Since the Korean restaurant was closed and Helen hadn't tried Thai before, we ended up at KFC and had dessert at the Gloria Jeans next door. Now, what I'm about may shock or surprise you but... Helen (yes, Helen Oh in yr12 at MWSC) treated <span style="font-weight: bold;">me</span> at Gloria Jeans! The tables were turned! Not only was I the one being treated, it was <span style="font-weight: bold;">Helen</span> doing the treating! (Helen = the person I treat the most + very economical) I'm still in shock... but thank you, Helen!♥♥♥ Being treated is fun... I should do it more often! (too bad it doesn't really work that way..)<br /><br />Then, I had to go home to finish off viscom since the final of presentation 1 was due today!:( I'm thankful that I managed to finish with time for sleep (instead of pulling an allnighter, like with the last folio..) but I'm not entirely happy with it... so I'll probably refine it a bit more sometime later.:) Here's a little snippet from the full piece though;<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/meh.jpg" /><br />The scales on the armour took a while... but I think it was worth the time/effort.:)<br /></div>...........................................................................................................<br /><br />Now to add onto my collection of 'shaped' food, (refer to the post I made on the 8th, July if you have no idea what I'm talking about) I present...<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/Fishheart.jpg" /><br />Fish heart! Eww... I mean, Heart-shaped fish?:S<br /><img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/eggsmiley.jpg" /><br />Egg Smiley-face!:)<br /><blockquote>(Explanation for those who can't see it: The yolk is a huge nose, sort of clown-like. Then, the 3 splats of soy sauce are the eyes if you focus on the clearer splats.) ...and okay, fine! I guess it isn't <span style="font-style: italic;">that</span> clear that it's a smiley-face... but I didn't intend it to be! It just turned out like that... so it's a pretty good smiley-face for a coincidental one!</blockquote><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Consumed at different times between the 8th July post and now... I think.<br /></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642468215375676641.post-53491605487162595472008-07-26T12:54:00.009+10:002008-07-26T15:36:40.077+10:00My questions?It's peaceful. I sit and eat breakfast to the sounds of a well-played french accordion floating from the speakers to my ears. Just me; sitting, eating, listening. Enjoying the tranquility of an unemployed kitchen. It's so perfect... or is it? What if it<span style="font-style: italic;"> isn't</span> perfect? What if I'm not <span style="font-style: italic;">'greedy'</span> enough to seek out more? That's okay then, isn't it? As long as I'm happy. Or at least, as long as I think I'm happy. How would I know? Maybe the monks have a point... living a life without attachment...? Being brought up in a materialistic world, would I be able to ever feel what they feel? Oh well, too late. It's alright, I'm happy... I think. Well, I like it this way, that I'm sure of. Now... how long can it last? Will I be doing the same in 5 years? Even 10? Sitting, eating, listening... contemplating?<br /><img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/really.jpg" /><br />speaking of my future... what will it be like? Will I be successful? What is 'success'? I suppose, for me, happiness = success. Will I still think the same later on? How would my drawings look then? They change every year, they get better every year... can I keep improving like that? I hope so... but even if they do, where would I go with them? Will I ever give up drawing...? I can't imagine that at this point in my life... I've been drawing throughout my life... what is life like without drawing? Wait. Why do I draw? Is drawing my life...? Is it like breathing, for me? Do I <span style="font-style: italic;">need</span> it?<br /><br />Needs. I need so many things... but why? I have them... and I need them... am I addicted? If that's how it works... then I'm addicted to friendship, or at least, positive human interaction. I use that term because I'm not sure what 'friendship' really means. Dictionary.com didn't help much either...<br /><blockquote><sub><span class="hw">friend·ship</span> <script>play_w2("F0327350")</script><span class="pron" onmouseover="return m_over('Click for pronunciation key')" onmouseout="m_out()" onclick="pron_key()"></span></sub><div class="pseg"><sub><i>n.</i></sub><div class="ds-list"><sub><b>1. </b> The quality or condition of being friends.</sub></div><div class="ds-list"><sub><b>2. </b> A friendly relationship: <span class="illustration">formed many new friendships over the summer.</span></sub></div><div class="ds-list"><sub><b>3. </b> Friendliness; good will: <span class="illustration">a policy of friendship toward other nations.</span></sub></div></div></blockquote>3, would probably be the most helpful... for the other 2 you'd need to have interpreted a meaning to 'friend' for yourself, and me being the indecisive person I am, have not. Anyway, 3, 'good will'. So, a friend is a person you have 'good will' towards? Oh wait... it could also be a person who has 'good will' towards you... well, then 'friends' are people who wish each other well. It's easier if it's plural.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Could <span style="font-style: italic;">you </span>answer any of my <span style="font-weight: bold;">questions</span>?<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">---EDIT</span>:<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family:courier new;">~바보~ ღ says:</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">*starts reading lastest blog post*</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">~바보~ ღ says:</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">*stops reading latest blog post*</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">(tu) みねまる says:</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">nah dw</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">(tu) みねまる says:</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">I read over it after I finished writing</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">(tu) みねまる says:</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">and was like</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">(tu) みねまる says:</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">HAW SOUNDS SO EMO</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">(tu) みねまる says:</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">but I wasn't emo at all</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">(tu) みねまる says:</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">I was just thinking about stuff</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">so, yes! Don't worry if you got worried that I was going emo... because I'm not! (yet:P) Was merely thinking... and meeting a lot of tough questions.^_^;;</span><br /></div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642468215375676641.post-45415295389336889722008-07-23T17:22:00.009+10:002008-07-26T11:52:04.363+10:00A Dazzling Day<div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/Topoftheworld.jpg" /><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Lalalalalalalalala~♪ I'm in a good mood! I had a wonderful day today! Mr.Young (my physics teacher) was away for the double so I had no classes after break! I played soccer with some guys and a few yr9s, where once again, I showed the silly prejudice yr9s that girls CAN play soccer; by continually tackling the ball from them... it's always rewarding to see their initial dumbfounded expressions.:) My left knee seems to have had to pay the price though, I blocked two mid-level switches using it and was later damaged by Terry monster-truck Chan whom I collided with in a tackle... damn, no wonder people never tackle Terry, Terry hurts! I got winded by his elbow in a separate tackle attempt... ah well, I wouldn't be playing soccer if I was afraid of getting hurt, right?;)<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">During lunch, I was informed of the restocked the Hot Chocolate powder in the kitchen!♥ While Helen, Jenny, Minki and Ivy prepared for their debate, I slowly contemplated crashing it... and ended up doing so.XD Thanks to Edwin, who told me what I needed to bring in and Darren(Ichwan) for lending me his copy of 'Maestro' I successfully snuck and blended in with the ESL students. Ahhhh~ it's good to be asian~ In return for the favour, I diligently took notes from the debate for Ichwan... and luckily so! The teachers went around checking everyone's notes later on! I was even praised by the unsuspecting teacher who checked my mainstream-english-standard notes! hurhurhurhur...<br /></div> <img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/persian447/Blog/Kitsune.jpg" /><br /></div><br />After the debate, we went to play soccer again! At first, I didn't manage to tackle the opposition, Simon and Paul are good at sheilding the ball... then my epic streak kicked in and I tackled Simon, dribbled, shielded from Mong and ran on to score my first goal!:D I couldn't have wished for a better first goal... it was so clear! It wasn't a rebound, I soloed and it's not like the goalie wasn't there either! It felt awesome, though I highly doubt I'll score another any time soon. No matter, I'm happy just tackling the opposition.♥<br /><br />Also, whilst we walked home together; Helen, Narae and I made cute, japanese, 'guy' names for each other! Helen is ちんいきち(Chinikichi) because her Japanese/Chinese name is Chini, Narae's is なれたろう(Naretarou) and mine is みねまる(Minemaru) since Feng translated into japanese is 'mine'~ ahh~ Friendship is so beautiful~♥<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">I hope your day was as fantastic as mine!</span><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2