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[ life.is.overrated ]

you love. you hate.
you work hard. you earn money. you live your lifestyle
then you die.
 

stopping the motion.

Monday, April 30, 2007

i love stop motion.
gonna try claymation next.
just to see if i have enough patience and passion.
heh.
weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee yeeeeeepeeee!

note to self: dee, ur fyp is tvc, remember? not animation!

oohhhh. *eight*

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ten.

Saturday, April 28, 2007

i am doing what i love.
this is what i enjoy doing.
i want to do this.
ever since my chermai days;
up to mmu.
this is what i want to be doing.

pre prod ==== 100%
prod ======= 90%
post ======= 10%

ten more days.

aiyoh. ape aku merepek nih?

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vroom~ vroom~

Friday, April 27, 2007

cube teka ini kereta apa?

patutnye saye sdg bace buku, wat revision.
ini mlm ade mid term xm.
instead, saye edit2 foto.
i really should learn to set my priorities straight.
*haih*

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the green screen effect.

Thursday, April 26, 2007





this is me.
9-5 culture is not what i'm looking for.
art is fun.

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improvise




this is where i eat, sleep, work and play.
it is my mini studio.
my props storage.
my workstation.

for the next thirteen days,
this would be my world.
my only connection to the outside world;
the internet and the cellphone.

thirteen days.

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listen!

Monday, April 23, 2007

..to what others have to say

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an open letter to an ex-bf #5



Dearest ex-boyfriend:


This maybe a little bit too late for me to say this, but I do have to say it.

The world that both you and I live in is a small place. It may seem big, but believe you me, it isn’t. Remember when we used to hang out in the same crowd? Well I’m still in that crowd. The crowd that you were closed with is still very much my good friends. So maybe now you have found your own crowd. But keep this in mind: When you have moved on.. I’m still here with them. I stayed. You left.

I never thought you were the kiss-and-tell type. I should have figured that out when you talked about ex-gf#1 and current gf. What a fool I was. Ah. As for ‘maki ur gf’, excuse me Sir, I did not ‘maki’ her. All I ever did was asked her a few questions and told her some things that you already know. Again, I did not ‘maki’ her.

Remember when you said you didn’t like nosy people? ‘Hal kite, hal kite. Org laen tayah tau’. Wow did I fall for that! Silly me for feeling bad, blogging about us. About you. Heh.

Imagine how I felt when I found out that you talked about us. About ME.

Did you not think I would find out? Well yeah I’m months behind, but here I am, thinking about what you might have told people. If you had told the truth, I’m fine with it. But why did you have to twist things around? Why? What would you have gained from doing that?

I’m totally out of your life. There is no need for you to turn people against me.

We are already on different paths of our own separate lives. Let’s just hope we wouldn’t bump into each other in the future. Stay off Australia.


ku maafkan semua ini, walau tak ingin lagi ku melihatmu

p.s: yes, i'm 25 yrs old n i only have 5exes. i'd like to keep it at that, thank you.


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when things don't matter anymore.

Sunday, April 01, 2007

Single White Female. Have you ever watched that movie? OK. Creepy is the word. You know,when someone is doing the things you do, buying the things you buy. Things like that.

Seeing your friend transform into someone better (in fashion, personality etc.) is a good thing, ain't it? You're happy for her because she's not that boring little person she was when you first met her. But what would you do when suddenly you realized, she's slowly turning into you?

And things started to get a lot weirder (and a lot more creepy) when you analyze things. You didn't noticed the little things before, until someone pointed it out. Then you start to think 'OMG!' But you couldn't talk to her. Because she is in her own little world of herself. Besides, what is the point of talking to someone who would deny the whole thing?

Maybe you should see it from another point of view. Think of it as this way:

She wants to be you. There has to be a reason behind her wanting to be you.
You're kool. Hip. Happening. You have lots of friends. You have your own style.
You are everything that she is not.
She could buy the things that you want.
She could show it off to you all she want.
But you have to remember something.
YOU ARE ORIGINAL.
SHE IS A COPYCAT.
You talk, give ideas.
She agrees to you, support your ideas.
You're a leader.
She's a follower.
You have your friends.
She's their friend because of you.

You have a lot more to say, don't you?
Don't.
Because no matter what you say or do, she is not going to change. Besides, it will be over soon.
Keep it all together. Do whatever you have been doing. Be strong.
You have other friends. You don't need to talk to someone who would not even try to understand you.

*hugs*

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when too much is too much.



Everyone has a limit. When someone is pushed to the extreme, she would break.

Stress is clouding me these days. I need to sign up for a stress management class. A friend of mine, is doing a 'Stress Free Campaign' for his final year project. The whole class keeps saying 'stress? need help? go to Tuah. he's the cure to stress'. Sort of an inside joke for us. (Tuah=Luck)

Thesaurus came out with;
affliction, agony, alarm, albatross*, anxiety, apprehensiveness, burden, clutch, crunch, disquiet, disquietude, distention, draw, dread, expectancy, extension, fear, fearfulness, ferment, flutter, force, hardship, hassle, heat, impatience, intensity, misgiving, mistrust, nervous tension, nervousness, oppression, overextension, passion, protraction, pull, restlessness, spring, strain, stretch, tautness, tenseness, tension, tensity, tightness, traction, trauma, trepidation, trial, urgency, worry

for the synonym of Stress.

I feel you, Thesaurus.

I am in so much pressure, I could explode unexpectedly. Believe you me (maybe explode is an understatement?)

Today is Sunday. Good ol' Sunday. A day for relaxation, bumming around. Sleep. But no, today is not an ordinary Sunday. It's a Full-of-Stress Sunday. FoSS, for short.

Thursday is the first of two Judgement Days. The first submission; amount of boards to be submitted: SIXTEEN (minimum). SIX, of which are 20"x30" boards (storyboards/shooting boards/visual effects boards). TEN boards, A2 size (strategy boards/concept boards/scripting boards/floorplan board/front.sideviews board/perspective view board).

FoSS. FOUR more days to Judgement Day numero uno. THREE more days to Getting 'Em Printed Day. TWO days left to finish off FOURTEEN boards. FoSS.

Sleep?
What's that?

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