the last day of summer

the little window of the window

Sunday, May 28, 2006

what i wake to see each morning.

then it rained like hell this morning.

the lazy sunday

the lazy laze

my body grew soft,
my legs ache to my toes,
parties, i surrender.


space

i need more space for these.

the other nights

i just love looking at pictures after
"it all happened, i went home, slept, woke up and went on with life."
with such horrid memory that i'm left with,
pictures really do help :)

i wanna be a supermodel

Saturday, May 20, 2006

during my virgin shoot.
we side-tracked abit :)

yuck!


hmm... much better!

snap me!

how 2 perfectly normal looking persons decide one day,
that they should distort their own faces,
for the humour of the community.



my G5 has a photobooth that takes snapshots with various effects
neoprint fever is back :D

you can run, i fly

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

this is peenut and her sarong
imagining she could fly
in her dreams where she soars. only there



i was sitting down and giving comments and advices to some girl
about RELATIONSHIPS (?!?!?!?!)
it felt like i know so much
i wasnt really thinking too hard
it was easy to depict (or deceit?)

i was just sailing further and further away
from the zone of possible heartaches, possible headaches
so distant i felt powerless
a lack of feelings to control
or stay closely within boundaries
i fell out earlier than i thought
i was way out of line, of point
should i be proud, yeah maybe
and maybe i was just timid
like how someone guessed so correctly
i was afraid of pain and hurt
emotional ones, especially
so go away from me and what's locked within my rib cage


i am ready. but i have no time, nor anything similar to guts

by the way, i learned something new - hashing

let's see what ur made of

Saturday, May 13, 2006

part nine

Monday, May 08, 2006

the doorway of the little hut


tiny as it seems, identical to the pathway through my heart
dark as pitch from where i stand, and where i stand so far
i choose to see what shall be unblocked by the walls making the door
strained and restrain, so this is what shall be it

xxxxxxxxxxxxpart nine and end of "may '06 trip" entreexxxxxxxxxxxxxx



its been more than half a year since i last sat still for a good cry.
its as long as i last felt my heart torn and sore. it has been good.
too good, and i still wonder how far my legs have brought my soul.
between this frame of bliss and ease, i havent had time for explanations,
not to just about anyone, or everyone who knows me. i left them to judge.
with little as nothing to pass me a remark. the person i am, in the eyes of people.
strangers, or maybe friends hanging by a string so fragile.
i have worked myself out, ran my soul dry and wore my brains out.
i've become a half-completely different person, one that i'm still getting to know as well. half, because deep within my conscience, i have never changed.
i still count my blessings each night, well...even if i dont get to sleep at all.
looking back, i dumped a few years of my life trying to seek matters that have no meaning today. i tried to prove my worth to people who have no worth to me today.

i look like i havent the tiniest thoughts and feelings about the world spinning around me. i still think too much, and i still feel like shit whenever i should. its just that my guards have been raised sky-high, and NO ONE can hurt me anymore.
i spoke to random people, about various subjects. my suspicions were not untrue.
i am nothing short of a really bad egg. scarily heartless and idiotically oblivious.
directionless and lost. i havent had time or mind to explain. what a waste of speech.

home - i just wish to go home to a place that feels, smells, looks and sounds like Home. every single day. i havent found mine. when the day comes, i know i'll be complete.

the rate i am going, the world that surrounds me will slowly die away.
and at the end of this road, i wonder who, will still be hanging around, telling me what they started out proclaiming -
"i will always be here, whenever you need me"


how many has already disappeared to date?
i dont seem like i care, but i am keeping count.

part eight

Sunday, May 07, 2006

waiting to be taken away
on a speedboat


waiting again, to be taken away
on a bus

part seven

just extraordinarily fence

part six

the breakfast view


i wasnt really sleeping
i was recuperating


this... is sleeping


dreamless slumber


A-frame hut
chairs
basic


when everything and everylight were coated in orange

part five

Friday, May 05, 2006

the posts are top most current,
so please see from under

i took loads of precious time off,
namely working time,
and time for some very significant ones,
i took a short trip off wandering up north into the shores of our neighbouring country.
fruitful, because i slept like nobody's business.
on the bus to causeway, i slept,
on the journey up north, i slept,
waiting for the bus to the jetty, i slept,
on the bus to the jetty, i slept,
on the speed boat, it was impossible to sleep,
on the beach getting a good tan, i overslept,
and i got burnt.

other than all that, i finally found time to draw :)
this is just one, the rest will come later when i have more time.
very unlikely i know, but i will try.

meanwhile, here's a little "lunch-table-story" i dreamt up.

part four

do you have a foot and a pilot pen?

just ten minutes, no scamps, no questions,
no fuss, no pain (i think), no changes,
no erasers, no cost.... and VIOLA!!


very temporary though :D

part two and three

what do you do when there's too much sun,
too much racism, too much sleep, too little time,
too many thoughts, too little money?
YOU EAT!!!!!!!!!!!!


and some other crap


alot more to come, seriously.

part one