Got a scare when the doctor said it might be a fracture. Turns out it's a ligament injury. Meniscus.

At a loss, I can't go command school because of my failed ippt, but my injuries are not severe enough to down pes. So I'm stuck somewhere in the middle. I have less than two weeks to try and get into the media team. Hopefully they'll reply me fast.

Just bought SWTOR, and spent the past few days partitioning my mac, downloading Windows 7, burning it to a disk, installing it. But that installation just won't work! Argh! So many people are having this problem, but from all the forums I go to, no one seems to have a workable solution. This is so frustratinggggg

Itch. Bites. Swollen toes. I notice all these only after field camp when you have no need for adrenaline to keep you going.

Pretty relaxing field camp as compared to other companies. Most enjoyable parts are the tactical formations and movements from point to point. Stuff that really makes you a soldier. I think I did pretty well for my Situational test, hoping to get into Sispec.

Sighted two wild boars. Looked like bloated pigs scurrying around. Magi mee in the field. Shivering in my jacket at night. Proning for the longest two hours in my life. Tanking all the shit from instructors because, well, first bed always gets all the shit. Getting commended from my SME. Heavy rain and lightning during declaration. Rifle getting stunned while digging shellscrape (FUCK). Proning in the mud. And realising I'm quite mentally prepared for all the shit happening around.

I love my home a lot more now. And I wanna watch Ghost protocol today. Jessie pick up your phone!

Even my bubble shield of calm happiness has cracks sometimes.

Second book in very soon. I have to find some way to live for and only myself. This dumb sucker trait is just too ingrained in my dna.

My first book out of army deserves at least a small blog post no?

16 days have gone by, and I'm sure the next 6 weeks will fly by too. I just hope and pray my knees and ankle will get stronger and not weaker with all the training. Being on status really SUCKS big time. Using crutches SUCKS even more. But thank goodness it's getting better, I hope I can start running again next week. Or at least slow jogging.

So I've learnt how to use my Sar 21, something I've been looking forward to a long time now. And next week is grenade throwing, can't wait for that!

Woke up to a bright new Saturday morning and I hope being in camp won't be too hard now that I have no idealistic illusions about the people I'm doing this for.

A glimpse of heaven, now back to earth

Massage this ache away

Let go, Ryan, let go.

I don't bite

=)

Happy thoughts

A dream in which I visited my secondary school on purpose to relive some memories. And in a sense, manufacture those memories. Now that I think of it, many of the people I remember being there, I met only during poly. She definitely didn't study science with me. And she most certainly never knew me before poly. What are they doing in my dream?

Oh well, nice to be able to storm into class and make a ruckus, knowing nothing really bad will happen. And just as I wake up from my dream, the alternate reality slowly becomes imagination, and then realisation that those imaginations, in dream state, are slurred and I therefore have more time to process the tiny details that make the imaginations more real.

Blur sotong you

grossgrossgrossgrossgrossgrossgrossgrossgrossgrossgross

Didn't know it was possible to fall in love with clothes... till today. Those two stores at Somerset are the next place I'm going to once I get my next paycheck. Killer cardi (159) plus supaeh shirt (119). I hope they don't disappear soon...

Well, hurray to new pants! Nicest fitting pants ever bought! Also bought a comic book volume for a steal of 5 bucks at the somerset flea :D

Didn't have time to drool over the art because for the first time in a long long while, all I could think about was trying on new stuffs. So unlike me, I know.

/Skeptic

So Miss Cynthia wants me to do some work for MTV Africa. Let's see if Miss Cynthia is really who she is. I'm still waiting for the email saying that she got into an accident and needs some money. Or something like that.

Didn't know the word repulsive rhymes with hurt.

Poke my head out the window and hear a cacophony of sounds- washing pans, cutlery clutter, and the ting ting ting of a spoon hitting the sides of a coffee cup. Life..

Balancing act, 3 in one. Little voice, universal and handburger. Can money come any faster.

First paycheck. Nandos, wacom pen.
Second. Natural project t. LA NOIRE.
Third. Ikea bed.

Let's see it happen!

PULAU UBINNNNNNN

SOOOOOO....

dead.

Pulau Ubin is so dead, compared to about 10 years ago. Signs of human life are slowly being consumed by the jungle. Celestial resort is just about the only resort left. There are telltale signs of the shine it used to have, now slowly being eroded away by the lack of civilisation, tourists, people. A broken pool table, broken arcade machines, murky lagoon waters. But it's not all that bad actually. The rooms are decent. And that's like the only thing that matters to me for a one night stay. Fish spa is so funny. It's a feeling that's so hard to describe word for word. The little fishies just cling onto any part of your exposed body and om nom nom.

Biking in Ubin is an experience not to miss. Steep, coarse, unridable slopes. Mosquitoes desperately trying to get a free meal and ride. That sort of thing. Plus points are the very few but interesting kampong sheds situated around the island. I'd like to see the insides of them. Really kampong lifestyle man, restaurants close at 6-7pm. No lights, gotta be back at the resort before nightfall.

I won't be going back anytime soon, it's a little sad to see it in the state it is in now. Hurray for nature lovers though. I hope the gov turns it into a tourist spot again one day.

I would prefer if i had made her skin more patchy and real. But pretty satisfied nonetheless. I think I like her forehead the most.

After hearing the cheers around my neighborhood for Houngang's Worker's Party, mom just had to say "this people will have to live with their decision" and ruin the mood.

nobody will understand.
they can't.
because once you let them, they'll be gone.
like the wind.

Supposed to be a speed paint but failed terribly. Spent hours on the rocks and I'm still not satisfied with it. Added some structures and it becomes halo concept art. Hur.

FUUUUU I wanna go!

Curse this joblessnessnesssness. Bloody hell why do people think i'm rich.

Now WHAT THE FUCK? SERIOUSLY?

I REALLY don't condone speculating too much- it clouds your judgement, you lose sight of what's real. But now, after hearing another shit news about that, there really isn't a need to speculate. Thanks for the help.

Now you guys enjoy yourselves while I selfishly fuck myself over.

Sharing is caring? Yea right.

1:23 rings quite a few bells. Even in a design school, everything back then was about the Youth olympics. And I wonder... Surely our school understands what creativity means, so who enforced that all topics had to be about the YOG?

Answer is pretty obvious isn't it.

The way back is a pretty decent film, but what I like most about is the many beautiful shots they have. Using screencaps to study environment and atmosphere.


Productive afternoon ftw!

So Nitro blows himself up along with 600+ people and the ragtag team of b grade super heroes trying to stop him. One of them, Speedball, survives, and the public blames him for the disaster. Blame him for causing the disaster. He goes to jail. The public calls for superheroes to register themselves with the government. More accountability.

Got me thinking, what if, Nitro survived, together with Speedball. Would Speedball and his fallen comrades be counted as a heroes for trying to stop Nitro? With a living Nitro as the bad guy, it would be easy for the public to paint him as public enemy number one.

Back to the original story where only Speedball survives. Was he really in the wrong? Or is the public just looking for a scapegoat.

May be just a comic story, but I'm pretty sure it's in line with our culture we have in the real world.

Mike Choi

Dad gave me money out of the blue. The last time I received anything was how many years ago. Ha today's WC session was good. Like building blocks, a series of interchangeable patterns. hammer punches, use paks to stop multiple punches. Remember.

Heh reading through my old secondary blog. All my artwork. And the nice comments that I didn't deserve. Interesting to see how much I've changed.

Three designs ready to go. Now it's time to see if I have the stamina to pull it off.

So inspired & motivated

Commission complete!

So design show ends today. But first things first, the one person, the only person who truly made me go WOWWWWWW was Yu May. Her work is impressiveee... Alright I'm so inspired now I have to get started on that competition.

Vsc is awesome. I kinda wish I joined that course. Moi booth was MEH. I mean I'm glad our works even got shown, but a little table to showcase any other stuff would be much more personal and awesome.

I think some wife beaters may have started out never even fathoming themselves to do such acts. Then they just get lost along the way. Interesting how you can never imagining anger at someone, but before you know it, you get angry all the time.

I like holding Buddy's head when he's sleeping

Can I spend the rest of my life with you?

Who knew drawing random stuff on a forum could be so much fun! And even land me a decent part time job. =D

4 am. I just had a dream. A nightmare. Singapore is hit with an earthquake. I'm at Tampines mall with my sis when it happens. Concrete blocks and ceilings are falling down everywhere. I lead my sis to a more open area where there's no ceiling right above our heads. We dodge the debris and we all fall to the basement. We easily climb our way out and now I'm standing in the middle of orchard road area. I thought Singapore is 'earthquake free'. It's so graphic. Just like apocalypse movies. Now all that's in my mind is finding Jessie.

(Note to self- Climbing out of carpark, ravaged city ahead, some green, broken roads, smoke,)

I call her and after the second ring she picks up. She sounds tired, but she says she's fine. I ask her where she is and she says she's not sure. Something's not right. She says she's squashed- trapped. Starbucks. Starbucks at bedok. After a while she stops talking. I cry out her name and fear the worst. I try to hail a cab- there're so many but everybody's hailing for cabs too. After so, so much frustration and anxiety, I trudge through a make shift road made of sand. A boat nearby is causing water to destroy the road. Bryan is there to shoo off the boat. I get on a bus and I tell the uncle to drive me to Bedok. I plead and plead with him. I'm crying. He says okay but there's something in his eyes- he seems to have an ulterior motive.

My eyes fly open. I'm in my room.

Watching V and drawing can be so fun. Was supposed to be a speedpaint but I got too carried away... Should try and loosen up and be more 'sketchy'.

Other styles to try out- super smooth portrait, super sketchy, realistic.

The Pumpkin Slinger

So I had a dream- a very very vivid one where I was playing neopets. There was a new 3d feature, and I came across this Pumpkin slinger taking a nap on a Huge tree hanging horizontally. So vivid was this Pumpkin slinger, that the moment I woke up I was struggling to search through my memory banks if I had seen something similar before. Can't say I have. So I plan draw him out. Did VERY little sketches of him just now. Damn, what a wasted day.

I would love to play some DeadSpaceTwo right now but DAMN ITS 2AM

piece of plastic?

Some peace would be nice

A little more effort is all I ask

We are but tiny specks of dust.


When I first saw images and videos of the tsunami and earthquake in Japan, I was like, whoa. Interesting. Now that more and more videos of the destruction left by these disasters have popped up, there's no longer any fascination. If that earthquake had touched us, I doubt my hdb will still be standing. If the tsunami had reached us, I doubt my hdb will still be standing too. And if those things can 'never' happen to us because of our geological positioning, there's still that mega volcano that could erupt in Indonesia. And Indonesia has a lot of volcanoes. If this is how forest fires all the way there impact us, imagine volcanoes spewing toxic gases. We'll just choke to death in our little hdb flats.

All dreams and aspirations will die, just like that.

We are but tiny specks of dust. At least I'm reminded of that.

I'm so glad I went for all these open houses. Their giving me the right motivation I need to push myself. One day I'm gonna be just like these guys. I want to be so good that I don't have to do factory work animation. Imagine big time clients asking me to draw for them from home. Wheww. Draw draw draw.

Just TWO more to reach 5!

I feel so.....




lost

Choice a choice b choice c
Option a option b option c
Thinking thinking thinking

And the first thing that came to my mind was, TGIDFY

What a boring end to three awesome years. I guess we were all tired.

List of things to do.

1) Finish up that piano poster and start spamming!
2) Finish up that Halo Reach ink test art!
3) Learn either Chopin Etude op 10 no 12, op 25 no 11 or op 10 no 5!
4) Create a Bleach Fanart!
5) Work out every day!

Worked 16 hours straight. No one's home. Productive day. Almost finished colouring. One week left. Have to do scene 1, 23, and 22 tomorrow. Oh and blue eyes glow thing. Start on editing. Whew.

Disappoint.

Gurl I am disappoint.