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Friday, November 14, 2008 ♥
Last posted@9:30 PM




hey everybody! it's the last day of semester one at NUS! It sure did fly by in a flash. So i decided to document today's happenings - though half of it had nothin g to do with NUS..but nvm!


this is tze yin's foot. dun ask me why. i just wanted to document it.
she had PURPLE nail polish on before this.

these are the South Asia Lecturers and Tutors - including my tutor Mr Dinesh who is the skinnier guy on the left. he's a sarcastic fellow.

ok. u see that piece of flesh, or arm, or hand (duno what it is) there on my shoulder? i seriously duno if it's MINE, or zinc's, or.....(shiver)

jingwen crashed NUS!!!! wooooo! she took half day off work. SLACKER!

and this is my Singapore Society Lecturer! Mr Pereira!!!! NO NOT PIO PEREIRA! I adore his lecture..and his tutorial. i adore him. adore adore adore adore adore adore. The one and only lecturer whom i actually pay attention to the whole 2 hours...even nandwani had me driftin off sometimes..oh. I'M SO SAD THAT THIS WAS THE LAST LECTURE!!!!!!!! ARGH!

then i ran into janice who was going to meet sara. we were going the same way..so hung out for a while. and she tried to rub her fingerprints all over my twilight book. i managed to free my precious book from her grubby hands..only to lose it to sara babes at dhoby gaut station. sad.

belize and chicken engaged in lame converstaion on the mrt.

yes. this is jing wen's ass.

took some shots of this year's christmas decor.

three lame ppl. ok...it's just 2 lame ppl. i'm really not that lame. i just listen and laugh.

ok. that was really quite a bad documentation of my day. left out a lot of juicy details which i shall gladly fill u in now in words. beautiful words. i made an interesting observation today. i saw my EC again today. for u noobs out there - EC=Eye Candy. and i think he's been wearing the same shirt fer the past 3 fridays. and i only notice this because the first time i saw him wear the shirt i noticed cos it was the same colour as what i was wearing..tsk tsk. so i duno...if it's like coincidence...or he just has lotsa shirts in that colour...or if like he has some kinda outfit plan...like monday i wear this, tuesday i wear that etc etc.. ok. i know i said i had lotsa juicy details i'd left out - but that was the only one acutally. yay!

ok. on a more serious note. as today is the last day of semester one, i started to reflect on my time in NUS. i know it started out really rough - i didn't like anything i was studying..i didn't like the school, the ppl bla bla bla. but looking back..i know that i only felt that way because i had a real negative shitty attitude. there was seriously some bad stinking aura exhuding from me, cos i was still so upset and disappointed about not getting to jolly ol london..and that really affected me for a long time. BUT! i've had time...to think, and accept..i was still hoping deep down that i would be able to somehow get the money to go...but my last resort was like totally demolished by the damn economic crisis. i was hoping to ride some backdoor and get some assistance from DBS, but lo and behold, i open the newspaper and see headlines "DBS to let 900 employees go". like what the freaking hell. SERIOUSLY..after EVERYTHING SUAY that has happened to me, preventing me to go..i must either be the SUAYEST person on the planet ever to exist across time, OR...it's really just not meant to be(which is the more acceptable explanation for all this crap) so..after acceptance..and more time spent in NUS, i realise...i'm starting to enjoy my time there. Yes..it's not the ideal route..and i still have no idea what i'm going to major in..or what i'm going to do with my life, but - i have the people, i have the building, the environment, and most importantly, i have the experience - of being a university student - something which so many ppl do not have the chance to experience. and i feel thankful all of a sudden..and proud..to be in NUS. =)

Yep. so that's a conclusion to that chapter of my life - the 'I NEED TO GO TO LONDON OR I'LL DIE' chapter. now i can start a new one - 'FIND MY PURPOSE' chapter. =) i wonder if this chapter ever really ends actually..how many people are actually lucky enough to discover their true purpose in life? and even if they do, does everyone only have ONE purpose? haish. what a pickle.. =)


♥ with love, meow


the person.


IMG_0303


cathleen

NUS FASS freshy
turning 20 this 12th July

ARTIST

desperately seeking
FREEDOM
PURPOSE
LIFE




lament.


maybe in some other time
some other place


inspire.


though we travel the world over the find the beautiful
we must carry it with us or we find it not


the sky.


www.flickr.com

a perfect paradox of constancy and change
always there but never the same


i love.

family
buddie baby
precious friends

LONDON

i must down to the seas again
to the lonely sea and sky
and all i ask
is a tall ship and star
to steer her by

talk to me.



i carry your heart.



e.e. cummings

i carry your heart with me
i carry it in my heart
i am never without it
anywhere i go you go,
my dear;
and whatever is done
by only me
is your doing,
my darling

i fear no fate
for you are my fate,
my sweet
i want no world
for beautiful you are my world,
my true
and it's you are
whatever a moon
has always meant
and whatever a sun
will always sing
is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
here is the root of the root
and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky
of a tree called life;
which grows higher
than the soul can hope
or mind can hide
and this is the wonder
that's keeping the stars apart.

i carry your heart
i carry it in my heart


angels.


cheng hong
claudyne
esther
inn poh
janice
joan
kai ying
mandy
seow ling
sara
serene
shangyi
sook chan
tze yin
xian min
xinli
zhixin

aep blog


listen.




here
there is love



Love is patient,
love is kind.
It does not envy,
it does not boast,
it is not proud.

It is not rude,
it is not self-seeking,
it is not easily angered,
it keeps no record of wrongs.

Love does not delight in evil
but rejoices with the truth.

It always protects,
always trusts,
always hopes,
always perseveres.

love never fails


Corinthians 1:4-7


the history.
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April 2008
May 2008
June 2008
July 2008
August 2008
September 2008
October 2008
November 2008
December 2008
January 2009
February 2009
May 2009
June 2009


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