Maze

The state of being in a maze; you have no idea which turning will lead you to the exit.

You just have to keep walking and making decision that you are unsure of.

You can't just stop moving. It's either you try harder to find the right exit, or you will be stuck in the maze forever.

No one knows you are in the maze, therefore no one will come for rescue. It's you, who is holding the chance of getting out of the maze.

To continue and have hope of getting our of this maze or to stop and wait for the death to arrive?

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Corporate Identity is the maze. I am stuck in the maze, couldn't quite get the right way out. I keep walking and walking, yet finding myself coming back to the same place I am stuck in. I am feared. I am lost. I am desperate to get out of this hell. Yet, there's no solution, except for keep trying. I don't know which way will lead me out to the right exit, and which way will lead me out to the hell.

Having this mere confidence, should I give up, or.... should I just keep chasing pavement?

Opacity? 0%

How it feels to be transparent?

No, no.. No way to let people understand the state I am in cos no one can understand, except for myself. If the same kind of incident happen on someone else, they will feel the same as I do too.

Let it be. Hide it well. Be the best actor or actress. Life goes on.

Let's talk, not fight

FUCK YOU!

Despite the fact that I really hate listening those two words, I swallowed them.

We always try to get rid of the bad feelings we had when we are unhappy with someone. It's normal, very very normal. But getting rid of bad feelings on the innocents, or even the guilties by scolding FUCK YOU just doesn't solve any problem. It is a sign of immaturity. Hope everyone can calm down before voicing out opinions. In my case, isolating myself and thinking what is the best for all parties work the best for me. What about you?

Return

I finally returned to my blog, but I don't know if I will just walk away again.

Things hasn't been very well, but still, things hasn't been that bad too. So, there wasn't much thing to talk about.

The more we talk, the more people talk. Rumours, back stabbing, hatred, jealousy; these things are like air, surrounding us, forcing us to sniff it even if we refused to.

*sigh*

Year 2 Sem 2 Aftermath

Oh well. My most hectic semester is finally over. There are way to much to talk about this semester. In fact, these 3 months make me felt like a year.

Education wise, I have to say I really had learned a lot of stuff in this semester. These guest lecturers are no jokers. They torture students like they don't feel a pain for us at all. They see us stress out, they see us clueless. Yet, they will just stand at a side, watching the students being tortured. If you're looking at this at the negative side, you would say they are crazy, insane, etc. But if we seriously think at the bright side, or even compare the present and the past, damn! So much of difference. I would say I finally know where's my limit. I discovered many potentiality in myself that I have never ever thought of. I got to see the real and fake faces. And I forced myself to put in as much knowledge as possible at the shortest time. It was a challenge. But whether I managed to make it through successfully is another thing. Haha. Yeah. I am indirectly trying to tell you guys, I'm finally defeated. I didn't do well in many subjects. I failed to execute my ideas. But so what? That's not the end of the world. I will still go on with my never-die spirit AKA my kiasu spirit in the coming semester, trying my best to achieve my goal.

Arh.. That's all I wanna talk about here la. Want more information? Please msn me and ajak me out okay.. I damn bloody sien at home now. ==

When I start to question myself

One said, success is 99% of perspiration + 1% of luck.

I say, success is 50% of perspiration + 50% of luck.

I would like to put myself as the main subject of this post. No "you", no "we", no "they". Just "I".

I think I had tried my best to manage my time. Best as in BEST!! I tried to balance up the time to do the assignments for EVERY SINGLE subject. I even cut down the time to sleep as more time is spent on experimenting and researching. Yet, sometimes, plans and hard works don't promise a good payback.

I saw people that scored way better than me even though the effort we put on the assignment might be about the same. All I can do is to tell myself, well, well,... maybe, I just don't have the talent. But hey! Come to think of it. I am just a beginner. It's okay to fail for as long as I know what's the mistake I've done. But,.. even though I know what the mistake is, so what? Like as if I know what I should do to correct the mistake. But, but,... (there's always a but) at least, I know what's the mistake I should avoid in future. But, but, but,... this process is way too time consuming. Lee Joe Jian ini orang sangat busy. Cannot afford to fail at this period. (this is the main point)

So, what should I do now? Duh.. I've spent 3 hours and 17 minutes in questioning myself what should I do? what should I do? Now, I shall move on to my next assignment and bury the doubts in hell. Gambateh Lee Joe Jian!!!

Gambateh my dear TOA friends. Let's not let this semester challenge us. But instead, let us work hard to challenge the semester. Hiakkk!!

Everyone is feeling sorry

It's seriously bad for our college putting us in this situation. This has definitely nothing to do with bad time management. We had been working hard for non-stop. We don't even have sufficient time to rest. Is this what it's supposed to be? Designers don't have to care about their health??? This is rubbish la! TOA must really examine again the way they sort the subjects out.

Lastly, why must we even feel sorry to our health? It's TOA that should be feeling sorry about it. We have tried our best. That's all we can do.

Hello TOA

Hello TOA!

You mau kita semua mati si kiao kiao??

Saya teramat sangat tired.

Tiap-tiap hari rush rush rush. Tak boleh rest.

Tidur also mimpi assignment. Mimpi tu sangat scary.

Saya mau cabut lari, lari, lari.