Fatigued February

February, all 28 days, is done.

It's a combination of fast, furious, fun, fearsome, fatigue, frailty and fighting spirit.

Flustered Faces

[pen illustration on today's bus ticket]

Saturday, end of February.
Today has been a long, full day.
The sun, the heat, the work, the heavy surveying equipment.
The road, the friends, the food.
The night, the smoke, the unfamiliar faces.

Labyrinth of words

[pen doodle on a crumpled up piece of butter paper I found stashed in my bag]

Too busy living life but I have none
is this the time we strive since we've been born
I can't even fathom
what this is
beneath all this shizzz

so much to do so little
time goes flying out the
door that you never even noticed was
open your
mind is a labyrinth of
words only mean
so much ...

Hello, feet.

[pen illustration on half a hostel room booking form]

Hello, tired feet.

Today has been a tiring day.

I haven't played in years!

[marker on scrap cardboard and model board]

Today, my roommate Za just popped into my compartment and asked,
"Do you wanna play basketball?"
Yeah!

She saw a girl playing, that's why she asked. And we just joined in.
I really need to play more often.

I haven't been shooting hoops since I graduated from high-school 3 years ago. Haha.

Green Warrior

[handmade badge; made with scrap board, newspaper, glue, and a pin I found]

Made this for Green Team.
It's very simple to make, and fun.

I have two other designs as well, been wearing them around campus.
Do you want a tutorial?

Pinwheel Personality

[pen character doodles cut out from the back of my butterpaper pad, and an empty pin holder]

*Who am I today?*
*Let's take a spin on the pinwheel personality!*

la la la la
dum dum dum
da da da da

Empty consumption

[fibre-tip coloured pen on a Body Shop bookmark]

The grandest, shiniest, time waster.
A hollow orchestral consumption, looping forever.
I am sorry.

AThief of a Different Kind

[poem written with drawing pen and coloured pens, washed wish water, on a tea-bag aged scrap paper I made last year]

[click to enlarge, or read txt version here]

This came to me today, when I realised... it's marking me.

"I ebb and flow into your mind
I am the fear within your tunnel of time
creating seismic superfluous yarn
weaving yourself into an intricate darn
Barrier."

202 SOS

[felt-tip pens, scrap board that was cut into circles ages ago, yarn]

The three of us threaded through time.

I need this to get through.

Can't wipe it away

[pen sketch on a napkin I got from eating at Johnny's today]

Busy as you can see.

Dangerous & Sweet

[pencil colours and pen on a passport photo envelope that's been stashed in my wallet]

it stings
like a spider
hits you deep inside

Sheen

[poem written on a fallen leaf; paper clip and embroidered word found by the road on my walk back to the hostel]

"tinting my buttery mundane life with prize"

I'm Smiling

[pencil colours on a strip of paper that held a roll of A1 papers]

I may be sick.
I may be tired.
I may be sleep deprived.
But today I'm smiling.
Lucky to be loved.
Lucky to be alive.

Today's cornea trilogy

[pen doodles on an old receipt (dated December 2007!) I found in my old planner in my drawer]

I am bored and sick out of my mind!
Thinking about my assignments and projects, the taste in my mouth needed to be washed out.
Don't get me wrong, I love my course, but you know, work is work.
So today I watched 3 movies! On Youtube!
50 First Dates = Aww, such a sweet movie...
Angus, Thongs, and Perfect Snogging = Ugh, are teenagers really this dumb?
Jeux d'enfants = I LOVE this movie! It's a really unique, beautiful, gripping tale. Watch it.

Ok back to work.

It's cool to Love your Family

[pen illustration on scrap that my mom cut out for me from a wedding invitation]

There are no roses, no candy, no chocolate, no cake
no giant red hearts, no mushy movies, no sloppy kisses
Today is just another day, another weekend
with my beautiful family that I miss.

Beauty in the Breakdown

[pencil illustration from a scrap my mom cut out for me from a wedding invitation]

There are times when I accidentally let go of myself.
Not the feeling of freedom, but of vulnerability.
I hate it. I hate emotional instability. I hate it even more when I fail to keep it inside.

But I guess, as they say, there's beauty in the breakdown.

Foundations

[poem written with watercolour marker on a scribbled piece of paper from my Building Construction and Materials group discussion]

"This cold night I shall dig deep into the ground
until myself has been found"

Milky way

[pen and paint marker on a tag written in Arabic letters "Milky Way super deluxe", I found in the studio]

I am sick. My nose is leaky like that annoying tap at home.
It's been several days already.

sniff.

Detail

[drawing pen and pencil colours on an architectural magazine flier I found in the studio]

There once was a kid who dreamed of buildings; art and science; wonders of the world.

Little did she know that architecture is a crazy hard, hard world.

Little wide-eyed kid is now a sleepy-eyed student ready to bid "Goodnight, world!"

zzz.

Pills

[ballpoint pen illustration on excess model board]

We're losing ground with every passing day
we're not okay.
But that's one thing I would never
one thing I would never
one thing I would never
say to you.

-The Perishers, "Pills"

Where do we go?

[marker, pen, and an uninteresting photo of mine, which I then cut out]

Where do we go, nobody knows
Don't ever say you're on your way down, when..
God gave you style and gave you grace
And put a smile upon your face, oh yeah

Now when you work it out I'm worse than you
Yeah when you work it out, I want it too
Now when you work out where to draw the line
Your guess is as good as mine...

-God Put a Smile upon Your Face, Coldplay

Healing

[pen and pencil colours on bandage wrapping I found on the desk]

Time to sleep!

Saya mau Main Sejuk!

[pen and pencil colours on a scrap piece of butter paper that already had some doodles on it]

translated: I want COLDPLAY!

They are one of the most important bands in my life.
It's been rumored that they will be coming here.

I wish they were!
I've been listening to Coldplay non-stop all week.

Barred.

[pen illustration on a clothes tag]

I've been barred for a week now.

And it is so frustrating.

Superwoman!

[pencil colours, pen, silver marker, on a printout of the roof plan and section of a house for our case study.]

The only way I could think of how to survive this week of extreme hectic-ness was to turn into a Superwoman!

Not only was my phone barred,

We also had Site Analysis presentation on Monday
assignment due on Monday
design development on Monday
2 reports due on Wednesday
presentation and poster on Wednesday
presentation on Thursday
test on Thursday
blah blah

So today, when we got over the most hell-ish part (Monday till Wednesday),
I felt ecstatic!

Superwoman!

My White Palms

[poem on scrap paper]


glowing and flawful
my white palms,
turned blue.


click image to enlarge and read more.

Stars

[pencil colours, pen, on two scrap brown model board excess from making North points to put on the presentation boards]


"so many stars at night
but i can only count
one at a time

so many wars to fight
but i can only fight
mine."

Effin

[Pencil colours, letter F cutout from the site analysis title block, excess polystyrene from the site model (shaped into a heart by someone. I found it like that)]

No, I don't have a new crush.
No, I'm not swearing.

It's February!

F is for fabulous, fantastic, fun, frightening, frenzied February!