MOVED : )

http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com

For a new beginning, for a new life. Please do relink me buddies : ) Thanks!

Huh! Can't believe that I can restore this blog!

Blogger's getting more and more amazing.


Anyway, just want to announce to you guys that I've transferred! I have no intentions to blog again but for the sake of the digital's portfolio, I realize I need a place to put all the artworks rather than ranting up and down.

http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com

See you there!

Back to my life of cutting colorful papers

I think that colorful papers and foams make my day. In case you guys are wondering, Jeremy is a guitar freak, so I made lots and lots of little guitars to make him a happier boy. Oh no, he's 18 and he's going to be a suave young man like his brother Jeffrey. HAHAHA inside joke and no pun intended. Byebye!

I had a Bad Ceramics Day

What's with this black strap of thing? Something's wrong with my editing =/ Apologies for all the typo errors and grammar mistakes, who cares!







Seems like I have to check properly everytime I save the image again. Besides Im using only Powerpoint. My laptop ( Yes we just got ourselved the smallest notebook in the world!!) doesnt' have the program!



p/s: Thanks a lot Shalene!!! You're the only one who is actually answering to my question!!! Thank you so much!

Woohoo!

Hi folks! I am a happy and angry and sad girl. Don't you think that emotions are actually confusing and all mixed up at the same time?

Haha yeah, that's exactly what I've realised these few days.

Feel like deleting this blog. Like seriously. I'm placing my attention on other things, but I'm afraid I will get lost in touch with my friends??

SIGH. HELP ME! Goodnight World! I wanna sleep like a cow now!

Dilemma again

The weather looked and felt amazingly good and promising these two days. It made my hair a good hair day and of course I love it. Strong wind that has not touched my face for a very long time, but I know it ain't a good premonition. The Earth is changing human beings, and so do I. Or maybe from the very start, the Earth is already sick and giving out gradual warnings. And so do I?


Somehow, I've been approaching a lot of people in school. Or can I say a lot of people approached me? I'm always the same, laughed out my lungs for every lamest joke the gang could give me, striked the deepest pain every moroseness life could give me...


These two afternoons, I thought I was alive and kicking. BUT Angela caught my problem redhanded and I realised it, all of a suddent, and had been reflecting these few days since. Like what Johnston said, I have met my bottle's neck =/ SIGH


AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH, I guess it's alright. Let me think of a fresh new way again. All the new plans of the year, all the strong words and promises written down in my diary. I hope it will be good and fine and smooth. But life's about ebbs and flows, and I somehow have that bad and good intuition mixed up all together like a fruit punch juice. Confusing eh? I find them the same too.


Mr. Tay praised me a bit at the end of the day during anatomy class, and that made me feel a lot better. =) But for like only 3 minutes? I really wish to thank to the important people around me, but I have no idea how to pick up myself. So many buts, so many ands, so many uncertainties and insecurities. So many fears and doubts, that's how weird homo sapiens can be.


And something have to be changed here. The blog is half dead as nyawa nyawa ikan. Maybe a new approach for the theme. I don't like it this way at all.


Ok.. nvm. It's just another freaking boring entry of my silent ranting. I just feel like reading my Chicken Soup and waiting for my phone call now ( which will never ring tonight)... Good night people...

On Hiatus?

For pete's sake, I realised that I have not updated here for a very long time! Starting to grow mould to make yogurt here.

Honestly, don't really have the mood to update regularly here at this point of time. Sometimes I just feel like updating everyday, but not now.

And school has started back. I love it but somehow there's a weirdddddd feeling and environment. Some things change but some things remain the same... =/

Mimi ( and everyone else), read this!

This is an encouragement note for Mimi ( and everyone else).


Well, sometimes when I have really nothing to do ( and I really mean it), I will search tenladytoes at google.com. Yes can you believe that I am that hao lian bo la lian?!!! But I just wanna check out how does everyone think about our shoes.

And just last night, I found out something which was encouraging and touching as well.

Click here
And here...




And you'll know what I mean. Our effort is proven ;)

Thank you very much to darling Mimi. That pair of shoes are painstakingly done by her bare hands and love.

2009 is here!!!

Oh bloody hell. Everytime when a year ends with a number 9, I'll know that I have leaped a decade. And god knows that I've not yet enjoyed my teenage life fully! But life's brief candle, and I'm now a 20, folks!!!!

20= getting older
20= getting fatter ( Girls's body condition start to decline at the age of 18, moreover to say 20!!!)
20= getting older and older and I can't find another reason

Haha!!! But fret not, I actually kinda look upon writing a whole new way of my age. Instead of 1, I will write 2 now!

20= maturity
20= girls' golden age
20= freedom??? ( I bet so =/ )
20= Lots of love in life!!!

Seriously, I am REALLY thinking in a postive way to this very new year. A year of the start of my 20th decade.

But don't you guys have the same feeling? Everytime you step into a new year or age, you don't seem to feel like you're one. I can't feel that I'm 20 right now ( deny the fact that I'm fat and lazy since born!!!), like I thought that I'm thinking in a mature way, but actually I'm not so afterall.

I will still laugh like a 5 year old ( innocent), or cackle like a 16 ( rebellious).

Or cried as loud as I could like a 3 year old, or weep quietly in the attic like I just lost my first love or the day when dad hit me, just like a 12.

And so, seriously ( again I am addicted to this word), I will only realise I am really 20 after half a year passes by, or even when 21 is reaching. There is always an inner child within, I will still need love like a 3 year old, I will still need encouragement and attention like a 12 year old, but I will learn to be mature like a 20 year old.

=) Life's so cool ya!

I've also found myself a good motto for this year. Every year I will find an inspiring one. For this year, I will always think that: ERNEST CULTIVATION YIELDS FRUITFUL HARVEST. Yalah I know it sounds so ah pek and over noble but I don't know why I just feel intelligent with this quote along. The words here seem so hard to me, but in Chinese it's an easy-to-understand idiom yet so hard to achieve. Yet yet yet, I believe I will learn more about it this very year.

For New Year's eve, I've decided to stay at home. I'm really addicted to my new home and room and sofa. I don't know why but I just love it. Maybe it's been so long since my family and I had had a proper house which I can call it a home. We're trying to be clean but I just love how the messy room makes a real big deal of the whole warming feeling for me.

I decided to finish practising the new piece called ' The Swan'. I've been hitting the piano for a few days and I told myself I got to finish it by tonight, so that I can called Jeffrey and played for him. This new year's eve I've been practically practising this piece over and over again for 4 hours.

I was so eager to call Jeff so that he could listen to the song I played. It's been so long since I've played a song to him.

But when I called at that split of second, crossing 2008 and 2009, damnitstupidkenasaiwahlaowehtakbolehtahanthe phone connection was lousy, and Jeff's was a bit drunk at the other side. =(

I played as melodious as I could. But I was too nervous and there's a lot of mistakes, sudden crescendos and shivering. PLUS the line just cut off when I was going to finish the song! damnitstupidkenasaiwahlaowehtakbolehtahan!

Zen my younger brother came into listen, but the elder brother Coco was yelling for him upstairs and he dashed away, right before I finished playing again.

So... sad to say... my new year first wish is kinda unfulfiled. To play the song to someone I love. Gosh what a stupid wish I've made. So far for all the practising. But I knew that Jeff and Zen were trying their best to listen to me =)

Well.... to think of another way, I've been playing the song for myself for umpteen times! I myself is someone I love! I felt so happy when I realised that!

At the end of the night, I wrote down two inspiring paragraphs into my diary. And I hope to share with you here.

Life isn't about keeping score. It's not about how many people call you and it's not about who you've dated, are dating or haven't dated at all. It isn't about who you've kissed, what sports you play, or which guy or girl likes you. It's not about your shoes of your hair or the color of your skin of where you live or go to school. In fact, it's not about grades, money, clothes, or colleges that accept you or not. Life isn't about if you have lots of friends, or if you are alone, and it's not about how accepted or unaccepted you are. Life just isn't about that.

But life is about who you love and who you hurt. It's about how you feel about yourself. It's about trust, happiness and compassion. It's about sticking up for your friends and replacing inner hate with love. Life is about avoiding jealousy, overcoming ignorance and building confidence. It's about what you say and what you mean. It's about seeing people for who they are and not what they have. Most of all, it is about choosing to use your life to touch someone else's in a way that could never have been achieved otherwise. These choices are what life's about.

- Chicken Soup for the Teenage Soul

If you've read all the bossy words I've written here, please tag me. I wanna say thank you for listening to me, at this very start of the new year.


And of course... Happy new year...

Changes In Life

I was 15 years olf and a junior in high school, and the worst possible thing that could happen to me did. My parents decided to move our family from Sabah to Singapore. I had exactly 1 week to pack up all my stuff. I had to leave my room, my first boyfriend, my school and my bunch of best friends behind, and try to start a new life.


Honestly, at that point of time ( well, it lasted for 3 years), I despised my parents for ruining my life. I feel like a sakai ( aborigine) going to live in somewhere urban and metropolis.


I told everyone that I did not want to live here and would be returning to hometown the first chance I had. When I was at the new place, I made sure to keep my distance from everyone, thinking that I would just be leaving soon anyway.


The first day of school came, and I was miserable. I could only think of my friends back in Kota Kinabalu and how I wished I could be with them. For a long time, I felt that my life was over.


Eventually though, things got much better ( after 4 years for goodness sake). I have a new home, a good family, a caring boyfriend, a truckloads of die hard buddies, found my love back in art and music and even develop it as my lifetime career. I still keep in touch with all my old friends, who are now all over the world. I think I am greedy and contented. ( Just lack of a pet)


I now understand that my parents did not move the family to somewhere strange and new to hurt me, although at that time, it sure felt as though they had. I now firmly believe that everything happens for a reason. For had I not moved here, I never would have met so many other pretty little things.

Thank you everyone. Thank you God ( if you're here reading this, or even if you're not here somewhere above the sky and heaven) I want to tell all of you out there that I LOVE YOU ALL!

Happy New Year 2009 and a big wet goodbye kiss for 2008.

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p/s: Thank you for all the hardworking people at Safra booth that Saturday and Sunday. How can I ever thank you all! I just feel sorry that both events are cancelled and I feel unfair and restless, don't you think that our effort is somehow wasted???????????????????????????????? ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! STUPID ORGANISERS! ( No pun intended)

Sigh...

When fatigue overwhelms my soul....

Oh for goodness sake.

If you've read what's being written above, I've gotta tell you, I was more than just being pissed off. Jo and I were sticking each and every sequins onto our signboard this afternoon. I opened up the Gmail and there was this email from Fleaolics with an irritating message.


" Due to some unforseen circumstances the flea market is being cancelled."


Sounds familiar? Yes, a copy and paste from that bitchAy customer. Due to some unforeseen circumstances I have to cancel my order.


Why is everyone using such excuses??? So an email as easy as that totally ruined our whole plan and days of working to the flea market. The very first time I feel like shouting vulgarities out of my lung and round the world.


So I am now right here, sleepless, trying to think of alternatives to save out this poor scenario.


Jo came over and stayover at my house to get ready for the flea. In the meanwhile, I took a brief photoshoot of her for the shoes. I think I enjoy taking pictures of all my pretty models =)

Yup, everything's there. My favourite white dress ( for Cas's wedding), basket, flower and hat, and of course the model Jo =)

Taken by Zenzen. And of course how can we miss the shoes!

Sorry babe I know you're perspiring like crazy! And guess what, there's only a few of us in the park that early afternoon, perfect timing for mozzies' lunch.

Our signboard is BIG & KIASU. Hahaha which we have totally no idea how it ended up that big. We just cut out according to the ratios and lengths, but seriously you'll never how big the words are here until you see them yourselves.

Nice! I lOike it!

This is only the very small portion of shoes. Others are with Mimi, Shane and Michelle.

Last but not least, we did namecard pegs! Creative huh? To save on budgets, we decided to write our url on the pegs and stick a ribbon and images of shoes on them. The above pegs shown are undone yet. Superdy cute and nice right!!!


So from now on, I will take down pictures of all the process of any of our events as a keepsake. A wonderful idea from Jo. So that we can improve on and also to keep all the memories ^-^

& what happened people? I ask so many of you if we can all go to KL but there's no reply at all???? Sad =, (

Now it's time to my bed and dilemma...

Outing with my favourite twosome : )

Yes the twosomes, 'cause they'll scold me if I say they're twins. And that very day, I kept calling Auyeong as Hueyjia. ( Bangs my head on the wall) and she got very irritated!

It's not a really good day before the two came:
- Super strawberry jam custom
- Bad breath day
- Rain= bad hair day

This is a pair of new shoes for Auyeong : )! Gives me the indie and boho feel, me like me like!



So let's start off with some really funny pictures. We were at Little India and I asked my two lovelies for a quick photoshoot ( so-called). And that's how we ended up.




Laughs!





Missed half of Auyeong's face! OMG I realise we have the shared similarities. All of three of us have deep eyebags! =(

They tear off a few pieces of paper to sit on so that their butt won't get wet. ( After a rain) I love this pic a lot, but how come that piece of paper is sticking out??

Now this is so much better. Later on, we rushed to an Indian shop ( Auyeong's good introduction). And believe me, their eyebrow threading service is only S$5! Fast and professional!

So Hueyjia and I got our eyebrows threaded ( or threatened). Say byeby to bushy eyebrows! Though mine doesn't look much different though =/

And we've so many discoveries today! Before Little India, we went to Chinatown and grabbed down lots of goodies! Things were really cheap there, and I've fallen in love with many bags, especially the strawbags and woodbox kinda bag. Top list right now! And top brands like Clinique, SKII, Estee Lauder, Clarins and Lancome stuff are selling like crazy there. People were just grabbing everything from the racks!

www.alicekwonderland.blogspot.com - This is the cute little shop we've found out! All her clothes are handsewn by Aunty Alice! Kimono inspired too =)

Hoping for more outings with these two cuties. Too bad that Auyeong is heading to Turkey, and Hueyjia to Beijing soon =( I hope I can hide in their luggage so that I can go travelling with them too!

Time's Out.

Imagine there is a bank that credits your account each morning with $86,400.

It carries over no balance from day to day and every evening deletes whatever partof the balance you failed to use during the day.


What would you do? Draw out every cent, of course !


Each of us has such a bank. Its name is TIME. Every morning, it credits you with86,400 seconds. Every night it writes off, as lost, whatever of this you havefailed to invest to good purpose. It carries over no balance. It allows no overdraft.


Each day it opens a new account for you. Each night it burns the remains of theday. If you fail to use the day’s deposits, the loss is yours. There is no goingback. There is no drawing against the “tomorrow”. You must live in the presenton today’s deposits. Invest it so as to get from it the utmost in health,happiness, and success!


The clock is running. Make the most of today.


To realise the value of ONE YEAR, ask a student who failed a grade.


To realise the value of ONE MONTH, ask a mother who gave birth to a prematurebaby.


To realise the value of ONE WEEK, ask the editor of a weekly newspaper.


To realise the value of ONE HOUR, ask the lovers who are waiting to meet.


To realise the value of ONE MINUTE, ask a person who missed a plane.


To realise the value of ONE SECOND, ask a person who just avoided an accident.


To realise the value of ONE MILLISECOND, ask the person who won a medal in the Olympics.


- Credits to a blog which I've forgotten the name!

Brilliant Stoning Holiday!

Oh great, Thailand is still playing battle chess now and we've officially cancelled off the trip to Bangkok and Battaya ( Papaya? Banana? I seriously don't know how to spell!!!!)

So nowadays, I've been a good ol' ZAI NV oh!
- Paint the shoes and rush for the customers' deadlines.( as usual, but in a more relaxing manner, like lying down while painting, and gone to sleep after a few strokes)

- Digital Scrapbooking ( I am OH SO SO addicted to this nowadays! Just that my comp'd gotten some viruses which caused further lagging in Photochop ( Photoshop + chopping/cropping the pics and layout)

- Replying emails (give me a break, will ya!)

- Did my long lost IC ( Students get a 50% discounts!! The staff was like giggling at me when she found out that I'd lost my IC twice, and I'm only 19!!!)

- Did my long lost ATM card

- No no no shopping for me currently, wait till I've listed out the whole Christmas gift lift yet.

- Prepare for the flea market. ( Though I've done nothing much =/)

- Online 24/7

- Continue to stone at home.

Like what Mimi said, I agreed that painting at home can be enjoying too. It feels so different compared to getting suffocated inside the school studio, while the oxygen concentration gets lower, and no one will realise even if you die inside. ( Well, sometimes I really think like that though!)

Time to hit the brushstrokes. BYE!

Copycats caught redhanded!

Guess what, some creepy cat is copying Boonga's wonderful shoe art.




See the one below? The copycat draws nicely too, but why can't she draw something different or just modify a bit more??? SO that we can't sense the similarities. STUPID with a big S. Yeah, you thought that changing the bunny to a snail and it's not copyright???




And she's copying mine too. AARGH!!! My poor tea and darling =(




Being drawn to this. I can laugh upon staring all these on the monitor.



And Meng, Meng, Meng!!! You have to see this!!!!! Dream's Elegance is like so 99%alike!

I immediately dropped my jaws when Michelle told me about this. Thanks sweety >=) I feel like being naughty too wahahah.



I should be writing something on the store too some day later. To warn people about this. But seriously we can't help it. If can please do just give some damn small credit can! Even if it's just a sketch, you can just write down who or what you're being inspired of, right??? Now I understand how famous people feel when your artwork is being copied. Feels DAMN SYIOK! Feels like having a sweet revenge! Wahaha!

Ok ok, I'm just kidding. http://badpostured.blogspot.com/ it's her blog, check it out! And I am doing a special review for her heeeeere! How kind of me!

Bad Day

Hello Mother Earth, I had a very bad day today. All I wanna do now is sleep and I'll see my bunch of monkeys tomorrow in drawing class. Goodnight.

Long pause.

Seeing everyone in their post prom photos, seriously I was upset and honestly, I was jealous too.


I don't know is this shocking or what, but throughout my life I have never even attended one single prom dinner.


I never ended up graduating in a school. From Junior 3, I moved from Kota Kinabalu to Johor ( supposedly), but I ended up in Singapore. I thought I could finish my 6 years at the old school there. And my dream is to get up to the stage, wearing the graduation hat ( what do we call that?) and the professor looking kinda drapery, sing the graduation song, and throw the square hat, with all of your closest friends and teachers and family beside you.


It's like you finally accomplish something. But I've always missed it.


I came to Singapore. And then I realised there's no such things as 'throwing hats into the sky thingy' kinda event. Which disappoint me kinda a lot. ( Ok, today I'm using a lot of KINDA this addictive word)


Woodgrove is nice but I'm not complaining about this. Nanyang JC is nice too, but too bad, my results suck and I got kicked out. From then onwards, I was officially an A level kick out/ditched student.


Well, seriously I don't mind that either, cuz that's the ever best damn thing I've done on Earth. But of course, I missed the graduation part. Prom night. Last dinner or whatever.


Oh ok. Fine, I'm not too sure what I'm complaining. Just about some stupid graduating dream I can never fulfill. But surely die die die die DIE I will complete NAFA and get a diploma/degree!!! Maybe I'm just the one who can just stay at home and stone, do my own stuff kinda ugly Betty.


Goodnight world. Don't come and wake me up.


p/s: Brother talked to me just now. He said that it's time I should get a domain for the shoes. Any suggestions people? I'm in my wit's end now. . .

I've got lot to say!

Yayayaya, I know I know. Nowadays all my posts are about the shoes, annoying right? No worries, cuz I'm gonna continue like that this whole month! December, I love you muak!


Seriously don't you just love the last month? You don't have to throw the alarm clock every morning and get up to school, no stupid ridiculous homework and unneccessary ( how do we spell it again? Damn!), no paintings that you don't wanna paint.


All the things just start to wind down and everybody seems to be more blissful and loosen up! And you got to take a break before getting older in a new year ( we get older every year, sigh!!!!)

And I get to do things that I have been longing to accomplish for a very long time. Have a long nice sleep in my bed. Clean and decorate my room. Carry out some gardening. Be pretty and put on makeup and be bimbotic like house bunny. Went to the zoo and beach and picnic. Put on some face mask. Shopping and eating. Gym and kickboxing and aerobics. Volleyball. Bitching and gossiping ( ok I admit, I do this everyday!!! But more in the holidays!) And trying to clear the lists of dates that I owe from so many girlfriends.


It's like OK, you worry less, or maybe you have nothing much to worry about. Less stressful ( Ok, I know Nafa gang, don't remind me about the releasing date of our exam results!) And best of the best, I throw away all the unnnnnecccesssarrrry ( Ok again, I hate this word!) school papers and stuff. They're like the biggest obstacles in the room and shelves. I feel sick when I saw them lying around the place, but I feel SYIOKKKK when I saw them lying inside the rubbish bin.


Ok, I realise I use so many Oks today. You don't mind right? Ok, HAHAHAHAHA.


And plus plus PLUS, Carmen is coming from Australia!!!! Heng and little heng are coming back from Scotland too!!!! I am super duper excited cuz it's always a promise that we all have to meetup at least once a year. I have so many things to prepare before they come!!!!!!!!! OK, I feel like shouting OMG!


So many things to OMG about. Isn't that great? I hope every month is a December. But of course I will miss that hell school that gives so many unnn.... unn...ec.... fine forget that spelling... that gives so many bizarre workloads but a damn lot of wonderful buddies to annoy at.


Last but not least, I manage to get a place for Tenladytoes at the Fleaolics Flea Market!!!



Gigantic image huh? But I don't care! You all have to go OKOKOKOK! Details will be out more soon. Shane, Mimi and I will be drawing the shoes. I can't seem to find Angela =( I need you too! While Joanne and Michelle will be helping out too. Carmen and the 2 Hens will definitely be there too!

Oh no, I should say, people who know me, you ALL HAVE TO COME DOWN.

Like Meng, Visa, Cas and Aiwee,
Hueyjia and Auyeong and Jasmine,
Wenfeng, Bryan, Eza, Johnston and the whole NAFA gang,
Lucie, Sherling, Huimin, Elvis, Yaokhuan and the whole NanyangJC Aep gang,
PC Teo and the Woodgrove gang.
Bring your friends and lovers and relatives and families and pets and enemies here, enjoy your day at the art museum and have fun bargaining at the flea markets!!

-Muaks. Feel my big wet kiss hahaha. ( Ok fine, Jeff is not here and he can't go there!)

For Visa

I owe Visa this pair for such a long time! =x

I hope she will like it. Something really different with a new concept ( ok you can see that), and my sewing skills suck to the core. Mum helped out with the sewing and taught me some too. And what a shame for a daughter of a skillful seamstress!

Not that I don't know a thing or two, just that I returned all of what I'd knew about sewing back to the teacher in secondary school ( Sabah). I was always the last to finish the assignment in sewing class back then. Even the boys were ahead of me haha!

Net, if if if the fur drop off and make you sneeze, I'm so sorry! But I tried my best. Quality checked too =) I wonder if Xiao Rui met problems during her sewing class??

p/s: Bye bye! I gotta improve in sewing for the sake of the shoes!