Recount: 21st of March, 2010, Sunday

Alrighty, this post is dedicated to my art-related matters and my art-related matters only.

I was fast-walking to my Art Class as I was already three minutes late. I passed by a shop which had some funny-but-awesome looking glasses. They caught my eye greatly to make me go into the store (Yes, I was wasting time.) to get a closer look. I tried them on and asked one of the promoters if they could take a picture for me - just for fun.

Woooow. This was weird/quirky/strange enough to put as my profile picture. Haha.

And so, after a minute of rapidly pondering around the shop, I ran to my Art Class. Which was a good thing - I needed to burn some extra pounds. Haha.

I finished the sketch. The reference was from a very Mary Sue-like lady, so what better title to put than, "Mary Sue". Haha.

This is my latest and newest sketch of Andrea Bocelli - my favorite singer with the voice of an angel. *swoons*

This is my newest sketch. And it's going to be challenge just because of that bottle in his face. Click HERE to see the reference picture. (Yes, I took the picture with my camera.)








I am exhausted.

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The Adventure Begins

. . . cue Mr. Bean music! 

Steven has arrived. We (Me and my Mom) had a casual breakfast with him. And, for the first time, he had this crazy-yet-brilliant idea to climb up our condo. I shook my head while my Mom nodded hers. I had no other option to give in - two out of one. That was completely unfair. And I'm just a kid! I have rights, you know. *laughs*

So, we warmed up - took a walk before we scaled up the building. He was a dude who had longer legs - so he had the lead. Which made me the 'middle-person' and my Mom the last. 

He was looking at a plant.

From left to right: Me, my Mom and Steven.

And after an hour's worth of warming up, it was time to kick it up a notch. We went to the highest block in our condo compound - Block E. We went about five floors up, rested for a minute and continued to do the same thing. 

Poor Mom, she was completely exhausted when we got to the 13th Floor. Wow. Unlucky much. *laughs*

The view from the topmost floor was breath-taking! I saw half of the world without even leaving.

We ran down as fast as we could in order to get to 7-Eleven. Yes, our goal was to reach there to get some drinks. Oh, God, he totally busted my knees after going down by the stairs - he owes me new ones. Sure - he sprinted past by just because he had long legs. Well, I don't care! *chuckles*

I hope that's the last time we climb up and down our condo - because I'm trying to save my energy when we go hiking at Cameron Highlands.

 

We have to start packing so we can leave earlier tomorrow morning.

And so the adventure began. . .

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The Quirky Artist in Wonderland

I am pretty sure that the title says it all: I have watched Alice in Wonderland. And let me tell you - it was epically awesome. Seriously, it was an inspiration to all artists - all thanks to our beloved Tim Burton. The choice of colors were just incredible.

The whole day I was hype - jumped all over the place and blabbed ridiculously. I booked the seats for the cinema yesterday, because I knew that it would be packed today since it was a week of school holidays. (I was right - hundreds of individuals queued at the ticket counter.) 

Large popcorn and Pepsi to the rescue!

I know, I know, recording devices such as cameras weren't allowed but, I couldn't resist taking pictures of me and my Mom because we looked incredibly idiotic with the 3D glasses.

People still mistake us for sisters that a dude gave me his number to "call him sometime". What the heck? *chuckles*

Camewhore moment - do not disturb.

10 seconds has passed after the movie started and I had a chill that ran up my spine - I had a vibe that it was going to be fully awesome.

As soon as Alice was in Wonderland, it started with Absolem the Caterpillar, with the voice of Alan Rickman. I giggled as softly as I could because it was danm awesome to see and hear Alan Rickman on screen once again after Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.

Unconsciously, I drank and drank and drank the cold Pepsi until it was finished - which meant I paid absolutely no attention to the poor popcorn - haha. Oh, boy was I in big trouble.

The movie plot was great - other than the rants, "It didn't follow the book!". My favorite part was probably the part where Absolem transforms. (Or as Alice said, dies.) It was his third scene in the movie out of the four. (And the last scene which he spoke. Because the last scene was him turning into a beautiful, blue butterfly.) As sad and depressing as dying can sound, the sentence, "We will meet again in another life, Alice." just touched my soul - because that's something that I know will happen when everyone dies off. We just won't have the memories of them from the past life.

The move was over, credits rolled across the screen and it was time to return to reality. I bought some time to see the word Alan Rickman on the screen just because I was that obsessed with him. (Go ahead, laugh all you want - because I am, too.)

"With the voices of Alan Rickman as Absolem the Caterpillar". [[insert dreamy sigh here]]

Remember the Pepsi drink that I finished? Yeah - the result wasn't pretty. I had to twist, curl and bend my legs because my bladder was overloading. To the max. I dragged my Mom to the nearest toilet. Ah, the relief! Hahaha.

There was an Alice in Wonderland cut-out poster and I could not resist but to take an awesome picture.(P.S. If you don't get the fact that the black jacket made me look fat - you should probably get glasses.)
 

 My Mom wanted the concept of, "The Mad Hatter is Resting His Head on Your Shoulders". 

Note to self: Never wear a black jacket like that - ever again.

We went home, did some chores and spoiled ourselves. Me with my laptop and some music - my Mom with some Korean drama and Soya milk.

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The Sims 2

Hallelujah! Right after I tested my laptop, the first thing that came into my mind was re-installing the Sims 2! I had it uninstalled a few months ago, because my OS couldn't take it anymore. Poor RAM. Well, my RAM is now 2GB and the changes were just incredible!

It took like two and a half hours to load the whole thing in my previous 254MB of RAM. And it was worse from there. It hung for as long as the Sun was burning. So, those days, I had no choice but to uninstall it for future uses. (Important uses like schoolwork, etc.)

But now, with 2GB of RAM, it took - like - just five minutes to go through the whole system. I could not believe my eyes when I saw it happen. Everything zoomed, dashed and ran past by like a crazy rampage.

Thank you, God - for giving me another chance to play the Sims 2 (with incredible speed).

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Bloody Blissful

My laptop has been infected with virus. And don't expect me to do some typing, clicking and reading some codes to make it go away - I am not experienced at technical work. Especially computer related.

So. . . I had to take it to the hospital (in this case, the repair shop) ad asked if this can be fixed. They said they'll make the inside of the laptop work just like a brand new one, but, everything comes with a price. I had to pay 530 bucks.

And so, I did. Three hours later, I checked it out and voila! It was a kajillion times faster than what I have been using for the past four years. This is my latest and newest desktop.

All thanks to a great friend, Coxxy.

 Because of the 4 days delay of not posting anything, I have forgot to upload one sketch that I've finished a week ago. My Art Teacher says that I have improved tremendously. (Haha, all thanks to online how-to-draw tutorials.) For this piece, I think that the lips were a little bit too small. 

Well, that's all there is left to say. Cheerio!

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Fashion Flunk

I had my art class yesterday. The usual pencil sketch occupied two hours of my time.

I finally finished the portrait that had been sitting in my sketchbook for over two weeks.

I've heard that the dude, a.k.a., my Mom's boyfriend, Steven, is coming to visit us. Between 20th and 27th March. AND, between 1st and 8th of April. My Mom've mentioned that we'll be going to Cameron Highlands, which is a pretty cold place (as most of my friends've said) because it's quite high up on the hills/mountains. Me, My Mom, him and my Grandma are going.

"Grandma? Oh-no. She might catch a cold." My Mom said. So, we switched modes from workaholics to shopaholics. My Mom wanted to buy a thick sweater for Grandma. Which, as a result, she got a white, fluffy, 149 bucks arcylic sweater.

Haha. I was way too sleepy, you can see the expression on my face.

I had my eye on one cardigan. Which was really cute. Costed 29 bucks. And the fabric was awesomely smooth and warm. My Mom disagreed because I already had a "one". The "one" is a friggen' hoodie. Not a sweater . Eh. I had a whole 20 days to hunt for sweaters, so, I let this one go.

At last! It was time to feast. We went to the ever so fatty fast food restaurant, KFC. My Mom chattered away about how many days and nights we'll stay there, if we had to bring those waterproof-casings for our cameras and phones if it rained heavily, et cetera, et cetera. (They were too busy talking, they didn't eat.) Everything was laid out on the table while I was chompping away on my chicken burger. Around the corner, the icon of the supermall, the Egyptian Lion (which was actually a dude in a lion suit), was walking around with two chicks carrying baskets full of sample cookies. It was way too good to resist taking a picture.

Too far. Needed to wait. (Say hi, Grandma!)

Ah, the every so charming Egyptian Lion (with a Chinese cap) posing for the camera. He even patted my Grandma on the back, saying "Have a nice day."

After the usual grocery shopping, we had the max of four bags on each hand. Everyone was carrying bags. I was the pack muel this time. I had my backpack. I could've died right on the spot if I didn't finish my chicken burger. (Thank you, Mom. For forcing me to eat it.) Taxi home.

My Mom was still in her slimming diet. So, she had boiled eggs and Korean drama for her nightly-spoiling routine. While she was doing that, I was working on yet another, Alan Rickman sketch.

I was thinking of a name, "Out of the Shadows" for this piece. My Mom kept saying that he's bald. Well, he's not. If anyone agrees with my Mom, here comes a brick for your face!

Well, I've to finish my project that my Eng. Lit. class gave me. I have two months to finish it. (But I'm too busy blogging and goofing off, ahahaha.)

Peace out!

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