In fact, I can’t even think of a freaking stupid idea right now.

Wait, wait, wait, let me rephrase that.

I can’t even think of anything right now. I don’t know why but I just. can’t. think.

hooooly shit!

Am I turning into a guy? o_O

*jeng jeng jengggggg*

*sigh* life sucks. when you are broke.

so, ANYWAYS… we submitted our public toilet! wooohoooo! And I’m sooo satisfied with this one, way, way more satisfied than the window display assignment. Some of other groups turned out good, too, like Jason’s and Sean’s. Although there are some that I find of poor and tacky taste or overly designed and immature (wont point out which, but you be the judge), the overall result of the class made the lecturer very happy. PHEW!

The funny thing is, this is an interior design subject which architecture students are taking as an elective yet, the good ones are by architecture students rather than the interior students. No offense, but that’s quite frustrating. We were hoping for a more challenging competitors. I suppose  interior students should be better in this area than the architecture kids? oh well.

After all the brainstorming and conceptualization, and all the times spent in the studio until outside, REAL world was totally ignored, here’s the result.

Our concept is seashell, basically. Since it’s for National Art Gallery, we wanted to make it more abstract therefore we turned everything into almost sculptural, (you can even call them sculptures if you like), like the sculptural wall, as an abstract form of the coarse and fragmented shells. And the partition is to resemble corals as to make it more ocean feel, functioning as the filter to avoid reflections of the cubicles in the mirrors which can be distracting. Industrialized materials were used instead of organic as to make the whole design more unpredictable.

We spent a lot of money on building this model, we used perspex for the cubicle walls, dressing counter and the toilet bowl. We are very particular on the types and colors of the paper too as to find the perfect shades. The floor tiles were cut one by one from cardboard and coated with clear gloss spray. Even the rubbish bins and sanitary disposals are made differently than their common forms. Thank god we have a few machines in the group to make the models. And on top of that, all 4 of us model makers are of perfectionists so it makes things easier cause they don’t need to be told to redo their parts cause they’ll redo them on their own. hoho.

Leading a group of 7 was quite a challenge especially when there are a few airheads who can’t do shit and need to be told EXACTLY what they need to do. I don’t know when are they gonna drop out, too stupid to even do very very very simple task (ouch, that’s harsh, but they pissed me off so go to hell). However, eventually it turned out very good and I’m so happy, although I’m quite bored with the design already cause I look at it every single second during the making. haha.

anyway, enjoy other groups’ works too!

Jason’s Group

Sean’s Group

Zaf’s Group

Casey’s Group

Assignments are making me fat. and broke. and I don’t know which one is worse.

I’m broke cause I keep spending my money buying materials and food. and I’m fat cause I ate all the food. The sole reason of me keep eating cause I need the energy to concentrate while it’s just bullshhhh cause I’m eating sugary food when I’m not hungry. Then I get sugar rush and start laughing for no reason. If you happen to see a hippo working on a model while munching on KitKat Crunchy and drinking the shitty Redbull, that is, no doubt is me. So don’t forget to say hi.

*sigh* so, so, fat.

OKAY SO MAYBE I SHOULD STOP SAYING THAT I’M FAT EVEN THOUGH I AM CAUSE I REALIZED THAT I SAY THAT I’M FAT MOST OF THE TIME AND I SHOULDN’T TYPE IN CAPS CAUSE IT’S ANNOYING.

ah, I hate shift people. U know, people wHo tYpE liKe tHis. yeah, that’s so random and I mentioned that before.

Anyways, I got distracted halfway through writing this entry. Went on facebook, and suddenly active on twitter. so yeah, I forgot what I was supposed to blog about. My mind is so occupied with so many things right now like how I’m out of chocolates and milk. And no Honey Stars to munch on for supper. and there are movies I wanna watch and I’ve got no time. and  there’s a new store opening in Pyramid and I want to shop. and oh yeah, my assignments.

So maybe I should relax a bit, like watch Family Guy episodes before doing my assignments.

I’m fat.

The bad boy.
He’s one the bad boys; a cute, popular one. Generally every girls wanted him, and before I got together with him, I even saw a few girls bitching on each other over him. Never did I thought he’d hit on me. And he did, and I liked him. Although he was one the bad boys, he was really nice to me. Quite protective as well. Oh, he was also the school sportsman for his category.

The nice guy.
Soon after that, I got together with someone I’ve had a crush on for quite sometime. This time, he’s one the nice guys. A guy with manner, wisdom, and a very cute face. A guy who does his studies well. Super skinny body, though. But hm…  nice guys are nice guys, they are predictable and I got bored.

The popular jock.
Again, I went back to the jock. He was insanely popular in school, and I’m not sure if any girls wanted him, but hell yeah he was popular, and all the male juniors wanted to be like him; a very good sportsman. We got together after he won a game. It was fun, but me being me, I didn’t want to get attached for long so I dumped him. He was so protective that he pretty much warned everyone to stay away from hitting on me. hahah.

The nice guy.
HAHA. back to the nice guy. and as always, lasted less than the jocks. hahah.

The sportsman
A nice guy. Really nice guy and he liked me a lot. He is very sweet, he gave me cards with sweet words written on it. He talked about sports most of the time, and not very smart. but he is very very handsome, though, strong jaw, straight, clean teeth,cherry lips, sharp eyes, and he even have dimples!

The funny guy (a.k.a. the loser)
Unfortunately, he was the one I got really attached to. He is charming, and he knows how to please me and all that. But he is nothing more than a sweet talker and a loser. Not much of a smart guy, but knows how to survive. Apparently, he likes an imbecile, who’s lame and very kampung. with a huge nose. HAHA. If he reads this, he might probably won’t call me anymore but yeah, whatever, he’s fat and bald now. Major turn off. (psst, he might go on a diet after seeing this, though, but seriously, if you are reading this, don’t loose weight, you guys look good together when you are fat).

So okay. I should stop.

Anyways, I think I’ve had enough of bad boys and losers. Next time, gonna be a good, alpha male.  If I have the time.

Or maybe just a slightly bad boy, for one last time…

ps, funny how human gets entertained over someone else’s misery or imperfections. and yes, I should be careful of what I’m posting but right now I don’t give a shit.

Footnote: Sebenarnya selepas ni dah tak nak couple2shit ni dah. Haram tau. Yang mana sedang bercouple bercinta-cinta tu sila la beringat okay. And yes, saya dah sedar sikit. Sila buat kenduri kesyukuran. Sekian.

“A BUTTERFLY!”

“Let’s do mug shots!” – Aida

I love you lil’ kid. and you are the best sister in the world, too.

Taylor’s College, PJ. October 26.

Only architecture/design students are psychotic enough to actually do this in the middle of the day, in college. with all of other students and people of other courses just looking at us. oh well. And guess what, 3 of the lecturers also joined in! Well, Mr Kit, Mrs Sofia, and Mr Hong, you guys are the coolest lecturers!

I stayed up very late doing my research paper the night before, and so I decided to just wear casual. Then again, being me, I just couldn’t resist from doing something. For art’s sake, you know. :p

The whole day was so funny, sometimes I didn’t know who’s who cause they were wearing masks. And seeing how other people dressed up. We were very in tune with our characters all the time. Well, almost. Hiiiilaaaariouuuuus.

The foundation student conquered the best dressed award. The Joker, and Catwoman. Mrs Sofia won the best dressed in lecturer’s category.

Here are some of the photos. Wanted to install lightbox but for some reason it isn’t working. So, SOME of the full sized images are after the jump. You can view more on my facebook (I don’t want to make your life easier so you have to go to about page, find the link to my facebook AND leave a message upon adding or I won’t approve. That is if you want to add me, of course. if not you can just, I don’t know, stay here, read other posts or just go out and play or something).

Hello. My name is Aisyah. I think. I’m a dead gossip girl . haha *inside joke*

lecturers!

To be honest, I couldn’t really smile or laugh during the whole time cause I used black liquid eyeliner so it felt tight on the lips.  Hmm… not very kissable. haha.

So yeah…I only drank a small carton full cream milk (don’t ask me why milk okay) for lunch, with a straw of course.

Funny how it was only yesterday that I noticed the seniors. I never really saw them around college. I wonder why. haha.

ps, Thanks to Josh, you can read my deleted entries here.

So now, I officially hate Jacques Derrrida for coming up with the theory. Because of him, deconstructivists exist and therefore, I have to learn about deconstructivism. For that reason, I have to read shit that has nothing to do with architecture in order to understand the theory of deconstructivism because I then have to write about it. Since I’m suffering to understand the highly intellectual readings that have absolutely no mercy to their readers, I have to spend more time reading it over and over again and that’s costing me a lot of time, and when I spend a lot of time on that, I’ll have less time for other things and when I have less time for other things, meaning I have less time to sleep, eat, watch movies, go to the gym, shopping, day dreaming, camwhore, date, bitching about other people, sleep, (did I say that already), have chocolates SLOWLY, facebooking, blogging and facebooking. How am I supposed to approve friend requests, reply to comments and stalk other people? Do you want me to ignore you on facebook?!  Or, leave my blog dead, unupdated? (pfft, as if that never happened before haha).

O.M.GEEEE.

phew. now, try to reread the paragraph above, 10 times faster, OUT LOUD. :p

Deconstructivism is effing awesome nonetheless. Here are some examples of deconstructive architecture. Enjoy

Denver Art Museum by Daniel Libeskind

Gugenheim Museum Bilbao by Frank gehry

Rosenthal Contemporary Arts Center by Zaha Hadid

I hope you’ll get the brief idea of what deconstructive architecture is. See, so nice of me to actually educate you. TELL ME THAT I’M NICE. SAY IT!!!

Moving on.

10. words. that. I. hate.

1. Conceptuality
2. ideas
3. context
4. Linguistic
5. deconstruction, deconstructivism, deconstructishit
6. nested opposition
7. iterability
8. controlled chaos
9. unpredictable spaces
10. modernism, post modernism

If I ever see any of the above words again… I’ll freaking burn the college like how our design theory lecturer burnt her village when she was six. Be afraid, people. Be very afraid.

p.s, I added header image, and edited the about page. Go check it out and tell me if you like it! HAHA.

I wanted to blog about the people in my circle of friends and how funny the world works. Well, around me atleast. But I’m afraid that my theory is going to bore you. You guys might prefer posts on.. um.. I don’t know, funny rants or something.

Some random thing that happened today.

I was walking in my 5″ heels. Then I slipped because there was suddenly a hole in the concrete floor in college. I think somebody purposely made a hole there for me. When I slipped, I turned back and saw the hole, I screamed, “fuck that hole!” and Cindy thought I screamed in a very sexy way. I don’t quite get it. But anything sexy is good.

Okay, I don’t have any idea what else to post here. I should get a life.

p.s, Just some unnecessary thing to wonder. Who in the world would choke on an apple on a ‘first date’?

p.p.s, do you like this theme? Thanks Kreativethemes ;)

Since it pissed me off, badly, I ditched that phone and bought a Sony Ericsson W508 for Rm650. And so far, I am very very very happy with my new phone.

And no, I did NOT buy it cause it looks so pretty. It’s very convenient to use. ;p

It’s been over a week since I bought this phone and as always it has experienced a few free falls. about 2-3 medium impacts. And exactly 4 great impact falls. And it already has a few minor scratches (because this one time it FLEW and crashed onto a rough concrete surface 1 inch away from the drain. PHEW!).

So I thought I needed a hand strap so I could hold on to it and reduce the chance of dropping it.I was really determined to get one. The first time I actually wanted to get it I totally forgot about it and bought a cardigan at Dorothy Perkins. So today,  with a sole determination, I went to a nearby mall.

As usual, I got distracted and bought a guy’s t-shirt from Giordano for MYSELF and some cute t-shirts from some random  booth in the mall. and finished all my cash.

Anyways, my parents are coming back from Korea tonight and I’m very excited! My mum told me over the phone that she bought me  a leather jacket and I REALLY hope that it’s my size. Honestly, when it comes to sizing, I really don’t trust my mum. She’ll be like, “is that really your size? You sure? Why so small?” -____-”

Haishh, I’m so tembam ah. -__-

There will be tons more following this.

Oh, I ACCIDENTALLY bought a cardigan from Dorothy Perkins. And now suddenly I have the NEED to shop for more clothes, jeans, and lingerie. No, no shoes this time.

Aisyah. Must. NOT. Shop. T_T