sometimes illusions aren't so simple.

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

ALL GOOD THINGS.

This is what happens when you have a few interior design students that got bored while waiting for their lecturers to finish marking their projects. Everything turns alien. Everything turns hilarious. Everyone looks scary and Atiqah suddenly turned into E.T. But it was all good. It was alllll gooooooodddd. And that wont come to an end.

Submission-done.
But,my hope, of course,as usual,plunged down down down when I saw some other students works.I shall not mention names but whatever it is they are doing,I sometimes wonder if they ever have a life or they spend their 24hrs mugging at home cutting and pasting models and sketching.Dont they ever get tired.And what do they eat? To produce such marvellous works? But whatever it is,no matter how tough a competition they may be,I really look up to them for not slacking and is constantly on the go to wow others. Its like they have black magic or something. You wont get to see them doing work in school,and when they suddenly reappear during submission day,va va vooom. There it is all pinned-up, super duper detailed drawings and stunning models. I would go into the submission room,with my flimsy ugly model(yes i insist its ugly okay khaikhai and cincin), and i would go around to these people's space and i will have my :O face all the way till the end. There's just some point that you wished you weren't in this course ,the fact that there are uncountable superb competitions among the students. Well, for me,honestly, secondary school was easier. And when its art, i just need my drawing paper and my favourite pencil,and tadaaa.Its all done as if i had it all planned. But now,i feel suffocated because all the designers from Singapore came together in TPDesign school and each and everyone of them have their own unique talents.

And after much consideration.I'm not made up for interior design.

i want to draw.I want to paint.i want to be holding on to the palette again.I want to mix different colours in and i will know i will get something unexpected and then i will start doodling on my canvas.oh,that feeling of satisfaction when your artpiece turns out great.

Im thinking,If interior designer is slashed out from my "career list", i would want to go NAFA and have arts teaching.Well,that was what i initially want. Too bad,my art wasn't too recognisable and nice-to-the-eyes to be accepted. Pfftt NAFA.

Okay.I've been blabbering too much. Tallyho now.

You're the reason,mi.

senyum.kambing.


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	Tuesday, May 22, 2007 ALL GOOD THINGS. This is what happens when you have a few interior design students that got bored while waiting for their lecturers to finish marking their projects. Everything turns alien. Everything turns hilarious. Everyone looks scary and Atiqah suddenly turned into E.T. But it was all good. It was alllll gooooooodddd. And that wont come to an end. Submission-done. But,my hope, of course,as usual,plunged down down down when I saw some other students works.I shall not mention names but whatever it is they are doing,I sometimes wonder if they ever have a life or they spend their 24hrs mugging at home cutting and pasting models and sketching.Dont they ever get tired.And what do they eat? To produce such marvellous works? But whatever it is,no matter how tough a competition they may be,I really look up to them for not slacking and is constantly on the go to wow others. Its like they have black magic or something. You wont get to see them doing work in school,and when they suddenly reappear during submission day,va va vooom. There it is all pinned-up, super duper detailed drawings and stunning models. I would go into the submission room,with my flimsy ugly model(yes i insist its ugly okay khaikhai and cincin), and i would go around to these people's space and i will have my :O face all the way till the end. There's just some point that you wished you weren't in this course ,the fact that there are uncountable superb competitions among the students. Well, for me,honestly, secondary school was easier. And when its art, i just need my drawing paper and my favourite pencil,and tadaaa.Its all done as if i had it all planned. But now,i feel suffocated because all the designers from Singapore came together in TPDesign school and each and everyone of them have their own unique talents. And after much consideration.I'm not made up for interior design. i want to draw.I want to paint.i want to be holding on to the palette again.I want to mix different colours in and i will know i will get something unexpected and then i will start doodling on my canvas.oh,that feeling of satisfaction when your artpiece turns out great. Im thinking,If interior designer is slashed out from my "career list", i would want to go NAFA and have arts teaching.Well,that was what i initially want. Too bad,my art wasn't too recognisable and nice-to-the-eyes to be accepted. Pfftt NAFA. Okay.I've been blabbering too much. Tallyho now. You're the reason,mi. senyum.kambing. 10:49 AM ·