time=money

this theory finally hit me hard in the face when i realised my library book fines amount to twenty freaking dollars...yeah...(what?!!!)

i was too busy to read them and i thought the fine was 15cents per day. but its actually freaking 50 cents.

okay a rather wasteofspace post here. byebye.

vrolijk (:

it kinda feels very nice when i can msn dutch friends i havent talked to in a while to ask for some designcasestudy help.

jef even went to test out his bluetooth for me cuz i was begging for a soundclip from him..after he said he had no camera with him.. *shocked* but too bad it didnt work but i did get some good quotable quotes fr him.. (:
(already knew last time that he is someone u can depend on.. more likely to hold onto friendships than some others...)

and dom who already helped me take several photos... again obliging for that 30 sec video im talking abt.



why do i keep taking from my friends and they just give and give, ever so willingly?
i should learn to give more and take less.

thanks dom, wilem and jef( my reliable dutch friends (: )
of course all of you you & you too.. but guess been receiving long-d help from these boys lately...

again\

my yesterdays came back to haunt me.. in particular the first half of this year when i was abroad.

i did not particularly wanted to reminisce about them again as i find myself unconsciously and consciously thinking about them on and off... which sometimes make me feel like im spending too much time just thinking about the past... move on, the present and the future are before you!

surprisingly the meditation course i took in school(meant as research for osim project with mr woo and hun) came kinda handy. we were taught to acknowledge a thought, not to dismiss or repel it out of our minds forcefully. Just acknowledge it, and let it pass.

So here i am..

1. wanted to change my wall paper to that of my past sketching works done in holland (which i liked rather very much) but decided against it.. well.. nice but yeah.. it might just put me in a mode of The Past. So the current one stays.

(the colours are kinda wrong here btw.. something to do with the colour mode)

2. Was listening to this album of italian songs that i always listened to when i was in holland... kinda nice..(well, didnt choose it becus i wana reminisce but rather they r really nice n soothing) then wanted another playlist to go along.. instead of choosing yet another playlist which would again easily be reminiscent of the routine music in nl i listen to.. (which would be jack johnson or the beatles) i chose this really random playlist i made very long ago..(when 'hips don't lie' by black eyed peas were still hip).. and it was... surprisingly delightful.. like a old familiar scent that was tucked away and almost forgotten and now feels like a renewed breath of fresh air.

i like to think that i am starting to manage this better.

and perhaps break my sleepy curse.

music to my ears

btw i wana buy a guitar! (the same one as amanda! ) (:

to my slight horror today at a ghastly 7.33pm,

i discovered i might have been thinking in words.

than the pictures i had initially thought.

just that somehow the visuals are quick, immediate enough to be translated from those string of exotic sounding abcs....

or is it?

not?

Pronounce "SCHEVENINGEN".

As I was reading up on some dutch culture for my design case study... I came upon this paragraph that talked about the Dutch language.

"Many visitors mistakenly think that the Dutch language comes from German. This is absolutely incorrect, and is even considered insulting by many Dutch and German speakers. Dutch is a Germanic language, but is still very different; it is definitely NOT easy for Germans to speak Dutch, or vice versa. Example: during the war, some Germans hiding in Holland pretended to be Dutch. Many of them were caught when they were asked to pronounce the word SCHEVENINGEN (a sea side resort near The Hague). The popular belief was that it is impossible for Germans to pronounce this word correctly (also impossible for English speakers!), and so that's how they were caught. "

This reminded me of the same example this dutch guy whom I shared a train cabin told me about. (Hun, if you remembered, I asked to ride with this rather cute guy with a discount pass to go home fr your Delft.) It was fun cuz he was quite easy to talk to, raised this example after I told him how difficult it was to learn Dutch. Then when he mentioned Scheveningen it was quite coincidental too cuz i had just visited that beach with hun on that same trip. Quite unfortunately, I think I might have made another friend(since we could chat quite well, he was from Tu/e too but engineering and doing his masters, had an exchange internship in India. cool.), but I walked the other way without being able to say bye to him cuz the crowds quickly separated us though we alighted the same stop.

So... yeah. the point is... sometimes potential friendships just slip off like that.

The Ugly Cake Shop

One fine day, a cake shop called The Ugly Cake Shop may open.

You see it here first. Keep your eyes open!

Potential shareholders: Uncle, Mr Woo, Daniel, me.

haha