Thursday, March 27, 2008
sick.
bored.
sleep.
jun published at 3/27/2008 01:37:00 PM
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
floorball camp =)
train. bond. talk. inspirational movie. play bridge. seriously cold at night.
pretty much sums up our camp.
tired. fun.
i like boards. makes trainings so much more effective.
i like the juniors. they are so cute.
watched Goal. the guys damn hot. (thats a side point)
its really about going against all odds, fighting for what we want.
and i realised that i am not fighting hard enough for what i truly want, what i truly believe in.
studies and floorball.
we talked.
we are prepared to fight.
we are going to win nationals together.
and get four As at the same time. 6 distinctions.
we wont go down.
cause we've got one another.
jun published at 3/11/2008 09:48:00 PM
Saturday, March 08, 2008
anyway.
did Montien Boonma (i like his works) today and watched 5cm per second during aep.
its so slowwwwwww but touching.
shoo introduced the world of japanese anime to me!
not those cute-sy, googled eyed humans that all look the same. but the other side of jap anime.
and yes, i have never watched spirited away or howl's moving castle before.
laugh for all i care =) shoo lent them to me and i simply love them!
band concert was good stuff =) anime themed, with spirited away and other disney songs. liked it very much.
i love holidays.
like everyone else.
jun published at 3/08/2008 12:40:00 AM
Friday, March 07, 2008
this week wasnt a good week.
on wed mr lee showed us some prepboards of previous a level works.
and it got us really stressed out. the standard is like WHOA.
and our current sketches are nothing compared to those.
its not that we arent good enough. i think any of us can produce that kinda standard.
but its whether we want to or not. and the time factor. TIME.
take an analogy. doing art is like having three tests every week.
a sketch can take me three hours. a GOOD sketch can take me at least 5.
and im only talking about ONE sketch.
its already considered the slackest period of the year where i can still get 6 hours a sleep every day.
sigh.
not many people understand.
only those whom are under the same circumstances will truly understand.
like why did i choose to take art when i could have taken a less time consuming (but nevertheless challenging) subject like lit or in fact any other subject?
art is not just a subject, its a lifestyle.
its something that cannot be taken away, an integral part of my life.
i dread the day where i finally finish my coursework, but at the same time wish for it all to be over; im afraid ill never practice it seriously again.
that empty void.
as ive mentioned before, art is not just about drawing. being able to draw is not equivalent to an A grade in art, like what many people think. there is so much concept and explorations put into a final piece of work, the preparations that one goes through is unbelievably crazy.
im excited to embark on this new journey.
tedious, time consuming and frustrating 99% of the time.
but theres this something that i know will keep me going.
maybe its this nervous excitement radiating from within.
maybe its because i know i have my art mates to count on.
sleepovers in the art room. eat:sleep:shit:art.
a re-enactment of last june. just worse.
maybe its pure faith.
or maybe its love.
draw:erase:too many times:crumple up:draw again:still not good: again:again:again
econs test was bad today.
one look at the question i knew i was going to fail.
doing the question itself confirmed it.
bad. bad.
jun published at 3/07/2008 11:30:00 PM
Saturday, March 01, 2008
had training at valhall ytd.
such a productive training.
if only we get boards every single training we would improve so much faster.
if only.
had dinner at kfc with the team =)
was sooo hilarious!
we were laughing about some chicky toy going through an obstacle course.
super retarded. a bunch of eighteen year olds going crazy laughing about the adventures of chicky.
its all pris's fault.
it wasnt even funny. =)
its so scary. to be out of so called official school next year.
to hold responsibilities.
im afraid ill never ever meet such crazy people again.
afraid ill never be able to laugh at something so stupid.
afraid these crazy people will change, and we all end up like most people do, carrying black suitcases, wearing business suits, masking what we truly are all the time.
but for now, ill just enjoy what i have.
the freedom to be who i want to be.
to say whatever i want to say.
and be as crazy as however i want to be.
jun published at 3/01/2008 10:59:00 AM