Recent Stuffs Found

When I say recent stuffs, I meant a while ago. Just shuffled through my beloved laptop and came across those stuffs I did 2-3 years ago, until I went travelling around the world for a year last year. Don't enjoy.

I did this clay thing when my oldest friend brought home a chunk bag of fresh clay from college and just dropped it onto my desk. I had no faintest idea what I was to do with it but after 2 days, that chunk reduced to something like this. Left it to dry til my mate came back and yelled at me to hollow it out and put it in the oven to maintain everlasting hope. It was too late so I took a series of crap pictures. The next day, the whole hair fell apart and reduced to a bald old man which was way too heavy to be moved. I call him 'The Blinking Man'.




My imagination ran wild with this one where I used a pencil and paper and drew on a hill near my house when I was really, really bored. Went back and copied an image of me on a rollercoaster ride in Alton Towers when I was young, and merged them together, photoshopped to this and I actually printed it in A1 size just for the hell of it. That poster is still rolled up and hidden away for 3 years without plan.

I call this 'The Undomesticated Draft'.






One of the most valuable riddle (and most scarring) I have ever learnt was questioned by my lovely history teacher when I was in a boarding school.

Figure out the answer to yourself. Email me if you demands to know the answer and why.

It took me 3 weeks and I succumbed to defeat and asked for the answer, only to walk away feeling really stupid.

I don't really have a name for this.





Just those three for now, I got plenty more but other time. At the moment I'm learning HTML, I put up around 6 works on here yesterday. During learning the HTML I encountered the validating process only to find this post has 418 errors or something so reduced this to 3 and edited this properly - the results are now 0 errors. I got a lot more to learn but I am very keen on the HTML on top of my Flash expertise to broaden the structure of the web.

The Decibal's Bin

Just completed my hearing test today. Not to my surprise, my hearing statistics are roughly around 110db to each ears, I smiled and laughed with the centre manager who did the assessments to me. The noise of a street's jack hammer are in the vicinity around 90-100db. Loudest football fans in the UK belongs to Portsmouth as they reached 96db.

He was absolutely right on what he said yesterday - "Well, it wouldn't take long to test you then!" - when I made an appointment.

I stared at the leaflet they gave me when I left. A face I knew from school, stares back at me. This is his centre, presented by his father. The Karim Fayed Hearing Centre at Harrods - In association with Mary Hare.

Ah, the years at Mary Hare! He's right, without the school, we would be different.

With the "bad" news from the hearing test, I can sleep soundly.

Those Snippets

The influence of him is upon us.
Slithering silently toward his brothers
but tameful as a tiger,
waiting for his lunch. Patiently.

Four legs, wagging tail, better at giving peace and peaceful itself without a thought. Different level of thinking and recognisation but different acceptance which overwhelms above them without realisation nor understanding. Dogs.

1 Block: n = 2.5t - Multiple blocks. Ancient equipments. Importation from the land of philosophers and myths. Primitive design. Triple. Triangle. Three:D. Applied mathematical calculations.
Precise calculation and construction based on Earth’s curve. Astrology, Reflection of our sun. Thus Egypt was built.

Imagine a dog spits professionally.

He faced the crowd with immaculate expression of sorrow and love melted into one. His enormous dreadlocks waved behind him as he shouted out in a strong voice, “Jah Rastafari!”

The very spot where the ugly thing lay is relatively small but I still pinpoint the spot without fail.

I usually give one glance at it and sometimes allow a second glance when closer, to experience the shudder and build up a visionary image of how f**ked up it was.

Dover broke from Calais, we became c**ts.