Bloody Hell ... theres a new post ...

So yeah i 've been working up and down... in college and in my room .. so all you faggots who think i 'm just bitchin around and not doing anything ... FUCK OFF.............................. just kidding .....

Anyhow i 'm done almost done with my first year ... who knew there would be a bloody third semester right in the middle of the holidays yeah .. so ... generally our holidays are only starting in February ... FUCK ....

Its been a tough year ... but theres more to come and it i'll definately be harder. I have admit it is kinda fun .. kinda ............
Yeah .. fun when :
(a) at the start of the course because assignments are soooo fucking easy
(b) your designs are liked / appreciated by lecturers
(c) you have a firm design

Other than that then you ' re fucked............. Here are some experience that we students of some 60 ++ students in the class, guided by 4 lecturers ....
In architecture ... there is no right or wrong .... so they say .....
but lemme tell you sumthin .... whispers* your designs ... are always wrong in the lecturer's eyes.
They tell you to do this do that do this do that ...... then you 'll be like ok i 'll work on it ... then you move to another lecturer and they ' ll say noooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ....... it has to be this that this that .... Holy Mother of *************** well yeah we get that all the time ... ISNT IT SO MUCH FUN :-)
well everyone would have different perspectives ... its just how you look at things .. i think ...
but Architecture 'is' somewhat fun ... somehow ....

Aight ... here are some of the works from my Year 1 Semester 2
ok so first of all ... i do not have any background in arts or designing and etc.
so my working skills such as designing and my workmanship and etc arent fully developed yet ..
In short ;
I have yet to reach a level that can satisfy anyone :'-(

So .... enough bull shit and here :

From my Year 1 sem 1
Final Task : Dwelling space (outdated ... lol )
concept: horizontal extrusions



From Year 1 sem 2
TASK I : Visceral Artwork
There are 2 sides in the art work
basically we had to go to batu caves search for an issue and come up with and artwork
The theme of the artwork is - Lack of consideration towards the elderly and disabled
urrghhh i duh wana do the symbolizing ... to bad .. :P
Anyway its a group work toghether with Sheels, Mory, Faliq







TASK II : Creating a house for the workers at the batus caves to stay
concept - Vertical extrusions in relation to the site
how it works - have louvers in between the vertical extruded thingys to help improve ventilation and some other stuff i forgot
but anyway the panel thought it was a good design
the only flaw was because the louvers were not completed haha and they said it looks more like
a shrine rather than a hous. Oh well ...







TASK III : A Climber's Clubhouse
Concept - Danger. How? Structure - situated 70 m of ground level (on the peak) and having certain areas of the structure cantilevered
it repetition of similar solid geometry but arranged in a very smooth kinda way in respect of the site.
The structure has layers in the middle picture below ..... why ? WIND SCOOPS
since the structure 's location is at the highest peak of the cliff, there would be an increase in
the wind's velocity......... therefore have the upper hand by channeling the wind to cool the building and helps improve air ventilation ... alot ...
in addition - gives an amazing light an shadow effect + different viewing areas
and then theres some interior light and shadow effect with final 2 pics

POEMs ... i think

Juggernaut - Enter Shikari

Now don't get me wrong I love what you done with the place,
I just wish you had a chance to help build it,
Instead of just moving into this home of disrepair,
And expect it to work, prosper and then share.
Constantly relying on consuming to feel content,
But only because we lost such with this home that we've spent,
Trillions of dollars paying for our wants and not our needs,
And now we're growing tired of planting bleary-eyed seeds.

Underoath - Its dangerous business walking out your front door

Glass shatters and comes to a halt,
I thought we'd be there by now,
I thought it would be so much quicker than this,
Pain has never been so brilliant,
I made sure you were buckled in,
Now you can walk hand in hand with him.

Alexisonfire - This could be anywhere in the world

This town is his cause burying my neck,
this air it takes off, without rushing, without haste.

the grass is growing under my feet
i'm thinking it wont be long before you get.

we are the dead ones, we are the lost cause
we are the people who will not blame ourselves from this cause

every step i take, i leave a small piece of myself behind soon there will be nothing left

the cracks in the pavement, match the cracks in their weathered skin,
the skies a brick wall, the clouds a juggernaut
each day as we know

First and foremost I would like to thank niloufar for taking an awesome pic of me ... LOL

It looks as if i 'm such a hardworking boy ..... or a very sleepy boy ...
but I'll reckon tht everyone would go with the 2nd choice ... sleepy boy .... i duh knw ...

Its been long since i 've updated .... And the reason being why i haven' t had the time to do so would be because of my archi~ course. There are shit loads of projects that we have to complete always, and the minute we think we're free after handing in the assignment, new handouts would be given. I 'll be thinking "Shit fuck i think i've made a mistake taking this course". Then, minutes later i 'll say "Oh well, this oughta be fun". Honestly, I duh knw if I 'm in the right bloody course or not. Guess I 'll just wait after 3 years to find out. LOL. I suppose that the assignments are fun but still they can sometimes kill ! I've been burning the mid night oil for the past bloody month to complete the assignments. I think its because I spend almost half of the time during class hours sleeping. I think ....... Then again, thats what i always do.. :D ... College life is fun ..... well almost ... but still I sometimes wonder "Do I really have to graduate? or can my life just be like this forever ?" hawwwhaaaa......

anyways ... i stole some pics from sh'lings blog : )
I tried to make it look like the pic of my blog's head but ..... as you can see ... its shittier a little ...
not so shitty looking ... but yeah its shit .... maybe a little less shitty i duh knw ...
I only found 2 angles of which the shadows and lighting would be pictured perfectly ... well not me ... it was Serene for the first pic and Sh' ling for the second pic ...they insisted on taking the picture ... so still ... half the credit still goes to me ....



So much had happened in one month that i cant remember exactly everything that i have gone through ... if i recall anything i 'll post it up .... i hope
AND THIS BLOG IS DEDICATED TO EVERYONE WHOS BEEN URGING ME TO UPDATE
CHEERS*
till then ......
Rian

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Thirsty ...

I wanted Starbucks coffee so badly but i forgot my money ... So ..

How teenagers like my self behave ....

We go crazy when we have nothing much to do ... Screaming is the best medicine if you 're in a fucked up situation

Bored in class ? Screw the teacher do whats best for your self ... take notes for the students that pay attention in class later on ...


We not only make human friends but also .... things....


We tend to be at the any wickid scences before others ...

This is a story of a girl ...

Where am i ?
She could see nothing ... it was not blue nor black ... she strained her eyes a little and knew it was gray. Grey like the night cloud refracting the city lights of Moscow, featureless, but somehow treasured. She could hear nothing ... not the rumble of traffic , not the mechanical sounds of running water or slamming doors ... it was pin drop silence ...

She turned her head but the stew remained the same. A gray blackness like the insides of of a cloud, or a ball of cotton or some what you could think off. It was all the same ... she was sitting with her legs folded in the corner of a room or was she ?

All she did was stare ... She would move her pupil around from time to time but her body was perfectly still as if she was a hand made sculpture. She could feel tiny insects climbing up her feet ... she was not bothered.

They were some what her friends ... the feel of giant centipedes crawling up her thigh was just a mere tickle to her. Two black widows were moving across her palm. One was relatively bigger in size while the other was smaller. The sizes of the two delicate yet monstrous creatures indicated their difference in sex.... She moved her pupils across to see what her two black hairy friends were up too ... They were mating so that their species would never come to an end on the the web........... on the palm of her left hand. How is this possible? Her eyes widened a little to her surprise there was a huge spider web made upon her palm.... How long has she been there ?

Just right after the two creatures were done .... just before the smaller male was able to leave the nest ... the female widow grabs the male with four of her legs with the other four to spare and injects her sweet deadly venom into her partner .... and wraps the male up so that it could be a meal for her later on .....

She smiled ... but was it her first time giving that expression? Did she smilled because there were more widows for the distant futures or because of the way the male struggled dispite contributing his part mating with the female?

She breathed. The air had no smell, no taste .... the air was neither moist nor dry .... not even the temperature was suitable for the insects to live ... was she the host for all the creatures living around her?

She turned her head to the left .... it was a teddy bear with blood stains all over its fur with a chain around its neck. "From daddy" was what it was written on it. She wanted to grab the soft toy but she did not want to move because the widow had just laid the eggs. So she turned her head in the other direction. She saw crayons of all sorts of colors laying on the ground ... and scribbles on the wall.

Was that her doing? She looked at the wall it was all red ... was it blood? There was a knife on the ground with the dried red blood on it beside her... she stared at it for a few seconds and remembered everything ... She thought it all back .. of what happened during that unfaithful night. It was her birthday .... dad came in with a present ... just when her mom came in with the cake dad took out the kitchen knife and started stabbing and slashing ... the smell of blood was everywhere ... dad then gave her the knife and then said do what ever you must with it ... and hanged him self on the ceiling fan infront of her... She smirked a little after recalling everything... She looked upon her chest ... there it was ... the five wounds across her chest .... She must have stabbed her self five times..

She muttered ..... but incredibly she heard nothing .... she spoke in her heart .... Is this hell ? She looked upfront with her red gloomy eyes ... its hell for you but its feels like heaven to me ... I have my mom and dad watching over me .... but was this the only way? The only way so that they could be with me forever ? To die infront of me ? She smiled .... I love everything about this... she laughed in her heart -

Rian Seah