Sunday, August 28, 2005
Saturday, August 27, 2005
i bought the most broccoli in my whole entire life at Saveway today!!! half a kilo of broccolis! i dunno whether can u imagine anot but it's like one whole bag??? and for a mere 99c! yes it's those quick clear items! but i checked..they looked alright for at least a week....
Next on route bought 'breakfast juice' which was the usual brand of my strawberry apple (introduced to me by googie dear!!)..thot i give it a try since it's on sale too.. then i bought milk....and i bought 5 cans of tuna each 99c too! usual price is $1.50!! heehee ...so i saved quite abit of money! i bought....
> tomato and basil (2tins)
> lemon and pepper
> sweet thai chilli
> smoked flavour
yah so happee!!! Oh gosh so excited by my cheap grocery shopping that I had forgotten to mention that I was at bigW before I stepped into Saveway. From BigW I lugged back a huge ring file to hold all my prof prac notes and 3 packs of smith chips: salt and vinegar, original and thai sweet chilli...
then when I came back to the apt then I realized that the salt and vinegar's expiry date is 17-aug005??!!!!!! BigW sells expired goods!!! alamak...duh!
better eat it quick man
sigh...next time must be more careful...
yup yup..that's all for today ...haha...going to poke holes into my notes after this then go and do my studio work......
yah spring is here...CONFIRM. Period.
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
yippee! but this time is from watermelonJuIcE...
inside the parcel was ...
a handmade pop out card
a petite Halloween Blythe doll
a pink tape
an AfroKen pencil
a NONO magazine
a snowdome (pinkn castle inside!!!)
2 boxes of Hello Kitty choc biscuits
2 books of Sue Townsend to keep me company
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
I received a package in my mailbox!!!
But I was on my way out to school, so I quickly stuff it into my bag…and before Brent (my history tutor) came, I opened it together with jubes!
Woohoo! And voila! A strawberry piglet! *grin* and came with a note! And hey….there is something else inside the package! And lilac pouch…I opened and see….whoa! inside is a crystallized crown pendant with chain and all!!
Monday, August 22, 2005
sobsob...now i have to go to the comlabs to surf online, check my emails and stuff...so troublesome. *shake head* a life with limits is a painful path.
Saturday, August 20, 2005
the worst part was to used overdued food to feed ur wittingly unknowning frens..who were so grateful for the fact tat they thot they have delicious home cooked meals to eat! alas what they didnt know wat these "fresh food" which the chef had just bought from the supermarket was bought like 1 month ago! The fresh food bought by the chef obviously had gone into the freezer, waiting to be cook, say maybe a month later?
OUTRAGEOUS yah..psst, the chef laters collect money for the food from the friends.
oh well, there are these sort of people around...so beware.
Thursday, August 18, 2005
wonderful colourful cheap choco biscuits on sale now at $1.98!!! woohoo!
the 2 girls infront of me at the cashier counter, each had a basket full of timtams! and when it was their turn to pay, the whole conveyor belt was just TIM TAMS!
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
i saw daylight again this morning. i hate wednesday 6pm. im gg to zz now, hopefully can wake up at 12nn.
Saturday, August 13, 2005
WJ is safely in singapore shores once more.
Last nite he boarded the plane at 7.45pm sharp, but the captain told them that the plane will be delayed due to typhoons ahead...and after an hour of waiting,the captain said that the airport was closed temporarily and still WJ and the other passengers were in the plane, hungry and not being able to do anything. Finally at 10.22pm, they took off. Despite the stormy weather.
~so poor thing had to wait 2 hours plus in the plane.
today someone asked me..."er ur name is fion ah?..or eon ah?..."
sigh....this is why i changed my name to velle. wonder why i didnt put it into my RMIT application form. must have forgotten it. shucks. now i still have this stupid problem.
wait till u hear how my china colleagues pronounce my yvonne name...and my chinese primary school teachers all the way to JC...down to my fren's grandmother who calls me .."eee---yon"
plus the nurse at the polyclinic..whose pronunciation sent roars of laughter from my own dad, who was actually the one who named me yvonne..yes the nurse called me.."yo-nee-yo???...anyone by the name of yo-nee-yo" i was sooo embarassed.
Not to mention the fact that when i was in secondary school, there were 3 yvonnes in my class...they nicknamed us as big Y, medium Y and small Y. there must be a GOD up there somewhere, perhaps he was blind and deaf at that moment to hear or see my embarassment...when the teacher calls us, 3 of us turned our head at the teacher..wondering who the teacher is calling.
dun worry mummy, im not eating junk food! see here! healthy home cooked food! though far from your yummy delicious chicken stew! sobsob...miss those alot.
during dinner entertainment> mushu was the joke of the day
mushu pointing at the villians: DID U SEE THEM!!! THEY POP OUT LIKE DAISIES FROM THE SNOW!
i couldn't help laughing at him.
and then there was this part where the grandma drooled as the handsome general came looking for mulan..she cried "ah! sign me up for the army next time!!!"
Friday, August 12, 2005
i think i once wrote it somewhere in my blog, or my private journal that i believe it's " function follow form" for me. well at least that was what i perceived when i was doing aki in year3.
after reading Geoffrey Boardbent's A Plain Man's Guide to the Theory of Signs in Architecture, many thots came to my mind:
The word "functional" has become = steel and concrete frame buildings, simple and rectangular in form and clad in white stucco, grey concrete or glass.
When u analyse these "functional" buildings; buildings that enclose space in ways which may faciliate or inhibit a particular range of activities, filter out the external environment etc. They, the pioneering "functionalist" buildings of the 20s are far from their original purpose or least function. Those which do remain have mostly been altered to fit them for continued habitation and examples of Corbs Maison la Roche and Villa Savoye at Poissy have restored to become museums.
Which means, these form-follow-function buildings are the very thing they were not suppose to be.
So this led pinky over here thinking...
so do we design building now that is multi purpose-ful? but by appealing to the masses of allowing multi purpose buildings, won't it lead to dull and boring spaces? or worst, many buildings all having the same
functions because now every building is mulit purpose. or carry on this form follow function moral?
In his story Sarrasine Balzac, describing a castrato disguised as a woman, writes the following sentence: ' This was woman herself, with her sudden fears, her irrational whims, her instinctive worries, her impetuous boldness, her fussings, and her delicious sensibility.' Who is speaking thus? Is it the hero of the story bent on remaining ignorant of the castrato hidden beneath the woman? Is it Balzac the individual, furnished by his personal experience with a philosophy of Woman? Is it Balzac the author professing 'literary' ideas on femininity? Is it universal wisdom? Romantic psychology? We shall never know, for the good reason that writing is the destruction of every voice, of oblique space where our subject slips away, the negative where all identity is lost, starting with the very identity of the body writing.
No doubt it has always been that way. As soon as a fact is narrated no longer with a view to acting directly on reality but intransitively, that is to say, finally outside of any function other than that of the very practice of the symbol itself, this disconnection occurs, the voice loses its origin, the author enters into his own death, writing begins.
The Author is thought to nourish the book, which is to say that he exists before it, thinks, suffers, lives for it, is in the same relation of antecedence to his work as a father to his child.
We know now that a text is not a line of words releasing a single 'theological' meaning (the 'message' of the Author-God) but a multi-dimensional space in which a variety of writings, none of them original, blend and clash. The text is a tissue of quotations drawn from the innumerable centres of culture.
Back to Balzac sentence. No one, no 'person', says it: its source, its voice, is not the true place of the writing, which is reading. The reader is the space on which all quotations that make up a writing are inscibed without any of them being lost; a text's unity lies not in its origin but in its destination.
We know that to give writing its future, it is necessary to overthrow the myth: the birth of the reader must be at the cost of the death of the Author.
Thursday, August 11, 2005
i got sleep lah..from 230am to 630am this morning. what to do...this is the consequence i get from not having enuff creative juices. sob sob, i look just as pale as Blythe aredi.
had my black coffee. (never knew i could stomach that ebony liquid) architecture. is really bad for the health. not much sleep. lots of coffee. late nites. abit of worrying, anxiety on and off. LOST. most of the time, sometimes in design, sometimes in space, sometimes in studios, most times in my own world and most times in LIFE.
most pple think after school life gets better. i tell u...no lor. it just gets worse. haha...no more sniggering satirical tutors, hello demanding clients.
then how ah?
~le miserable pink...still got a 50 word essay to churn out later for studio.
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
Tuesday, August 9, 2005
it's been raining over here for the past 2 days. and the light in my apt is very dim. i slept early for the past few days. becos im putting sth which i need to do away. i make excuses because i have history to do. i tell myself im tired. but i read harry potter 6 before i sleep till4am. i'm reading harrypotter 6 for the 2nd time. i dread waking up in the morning. i make hot tea all the time and escaping to shower for the longest time.
dreading this thu 230pm.
Saturday, August 6, 2005
Friday, August 5, 2005
i went to the library about 1pm plus, after having my teochew porridge with tofu, yet again. But im quite okie with it! whilst i was cooking my tofu, i left chapter 10 on, churning again and again my wmp. *B4 WJ left last nite he had recorded ch10 of HarryPotter and the philosopher stone and emailed me. *
heehee...i must have heard about HarryPotter's new broom and his encounter with the troll about 3 times while i was cooking!
after lunch was to the library and WJ called me to inform me that he had safely landed in HK airport. woohoo!
Next was down to the cafeteria to get my free regular cup of coffee, cos i have finished stamping all the empty slots on my card! YIPPEE!
walked to QV, the postOffice post was close and so the movable POST box was inside the shop. *wince*
Went down to saveway, put my cup of mocha into my bag carefully, making sure it was tugged snuggly between my book and pencil case. off i went in. Bought veggies and a 2L OJ w added Calcium!
Up the escalator...wanted to take my mocha out...AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH! i saw coffee spilled all over! shucks...went to a side table and took out the cup, wiped the lib book with tissue, tried to clean my student diary, file and look at WJ envelope..phew. not soiled with coffee at least! thank god. but the rest were soaked with mocha....sobsob!
and worst still..the insides of my patrick cox, i could still see the mini pools/puddles of mocha!!! oh oh!!! my heart almost torn...stoopid mocha!!!
quickly went out of QV, cross the road and opp of laTrobe street, i gingerly dropped the starry envelop into the POSTbox along the street and walked as quickly as i can back to 101/9 Earl st.
hurriedly dumped the OJ and veg into the fridge, i poured all the items out of my patrick cox and turned the insides out..and started washing. then i realised the fabric was not absorbing any water at all! oh good! which means the base of the bag must have been clean...oh Yeah!! thank god for brands!
I SINCERELY SWEAR BY PATRICK COX FOR THEIR WATERPROOF INTERIORS!!!
oh baby! i love u so, and even more for that extra money u put into genuine good quality commodities!
Thursday, August 4, 2005
Wednesday, August 3, 2005
Tuesday, August 2, 2005
the one on the top is my instant noodle with veggie and egg without egg yolk.
yes i dun like egg yolk.
the one @the bottom is my stirfried beef again. yes since may, yes the beef that i bought together with my sis.
hmm... didnt want to do studio work,
so i decided to whip up a poem,
turns out that im not so poetically inclined.
i think i spent almost an hour on that silly poem.
oh well i hope it will make wj laugh
cos i thot it was pretty silly.
i hope u enjoyed ur crystal jade and starbuck...
look wat im having over here tonite.