Sunday, February 01, 2009
Next attempt when i master spheres are 3D ovals..or eggs in short.

Anyway, spotted this book recently and was glued to it. Just look at the paintings . Not sure of the title of the book, have no memory of it now(not like i can really be bothered enough to look at it and remember it anyway).
Are these known as modern art? Probably. Some interesting ones being featured. Well, you never know what a person is thinking and it's interesting to see them coming out with things so out of the norm, yet smacked with a tinge of humor in it.

*3D models we often see somewhere*
*Abstract act?*
*Ppfff..*
*Family photo*
*Yeah..as if anyone would be that obedient*

*This one looks like some scenes from some driving game *

*Reminds me of some simple low-budget game created by whoever on net*
*WTF? *

*I cant help but crunch my fist and joining in the fun*
*Oooff..cut it out..!!*

*Of course not part of the book, but some giagantic lantern in e malls*
Hmm, what did i wanted to say? Lost it again.
Anyway, one tends to have a lot of random thoughts during this period. Like it or not, the festive season is going to be over soon.
It is when you dug old stuff that everything (well not all, some of it) came falling back. Ya, you forget a lot of things, a lot of memories weere locked up in that tin box in your head till you looked back at the past stuffs.
Hmm, I dont like to have regrets. In fact, I dont like to realise i have regrets. But i realise i had when i looked back. Someone (or rather a book i read) mentioned that i should look back too long. Yeah. You cant recover spilled milk. I'll just say that probably that's fated. IF it's not meant to be, you just lost e chance to pick up the last bottle of sauce in e store.
That's fast. A month is coming to an end.
Anyway, though e first time and i was full of jiggles, i guess i performed decently well enough, but mis-pronnouncing a word of such importance is totally unforgiveable. Worst off, is to have e boss telling you that. IT's strange how it can be such a breeze when i'm alone, but insanely scary (heart beating *biq-bok* *boq-bok*) when the time comes.
I knew my time has come and i have to do it. I'm no longer a child to cowardly hide behind mummy. Yup, like Shikumaru, I have to be the climbing silver, a sacrificial piece.