sometimes illusions aren't so simple.

Thursday, February 1, 2007

The past few months have seen a most uncanny dialogue between art and space as the former sneaks into territory and as it seems,it's all about context,context,context.
"The Labyrinth" I have named my major project.Keeping in mind,I am so hoping for *stars* bebeh.

Tasting the sweet nectar of life but a small portion of the experience that is the chocolate factory.An exquisite pleasure had invaded my senses,something isolated,detached,with no suggestion of its origin.And at once the vicissitudes of life had become indifferent to me,its disasters innocuous,its previty illusory-this new sensation having had on me the effect which love has of filling me with precious essence;or rather this essence was not in me,it WAS me.

No,that girl in the picture is not me.I've had enough people asking if it's me in that picture.And so,I have been reading too much of the dictionary that my post came out like this.Nyiiahaa.I am going to stop now.It's tiring putting foreign (at least to me they are foreign) words like that into sentences.I wonder how others do that.Yar.I agree my English is not that good lor.I saw ENEMIKO while waiting for 168.Nyiaaahaa.I know him but he don't know me.Yar duh,Atiqah.I love his pictures and editings lorr.

P.S: awk. I AM SERIOUSLY MISSING ALL OF THAT.

sweet ambrosia.


TIQ. I don't describe myself. Naddy Diyanah Syafiqah Yasmin Nunun Fahimah Izzat Shakir Khairiah Cindy Syahilla Ayuni Sopiute Nabila Seri Ubaida Syafiq Liya Sue Syiqin Marsya Nurul December 2006 January 2007 February 2007 March 2007 April 2007 May 2007 June 2007 July 2007 August 2007 September 2007 October 2007 November 2007 December 2007 January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009 March 2009 April 2009 May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 August 2009 September 2009 October 2009 November 2009 December 2009 January 2010 March 2010	Thursday, February 1, 2007 The past few months have seen a most uncanny dialogue between art and space as the former sneaks into territory and as it seems,it's all about context,context,context. "The Labyrinth" I have named my major project.Keeping in mind,I am so hoping for stars bebeh. Tasting the sweet nectar of life but a small portion of the experience that is the chocolate factory.An exquisite pleasure had invaded my senses,something isolated,detached,with no suggestion of its origin.And at once the vicissitudes of life had become indifferent to me,its disasters innocuous,its previty illusory-this new sensation having had on me the effect which love has of filling me with precious essence;or rather this essence was not in me,it WAS me. No,that girl in the picture is not me.I've had enough people asking if it's me in that picture.And so,I have been reading too much of the dictionary that my post came out like this.Nyiiahaa.I am going to stop now.It's tiring putting foreign (at least to me they are foreign) words like that into sentences.I wonder how others do that.Yar.I agree my English is not that good lor.I saw ENEMIKO while waiting for 168.Nyiaaahaa.I know him but he don't know me.Yar duh,Atiqah.I love his pictures and editings lorr. P.S: awk. I AM SERIOUSLY MISSING ALL OF THAT. sweet ambrosia. 10:08 PM ·