>>> Graffiti and the street...

... is so ingrained into the system of any Writer.

It is.

Trust me.

And it's ingrained in every single person who calls himself a Writer. It's always there, making you aware of its presence everywhere you go, making you evaluate spots for the placement of your piece, and turning your mind around the analyzation of the risks involved in getting into a spot, painting it & getting out, among so many other what I can only call the symptoms of an addiction. Grafitti and all associated street art, at its most base essence, now more than ever, is a way of life and an addiction that you just can't get out of your system, no matter how hard you try. Trust me, I should know.

And in other news...

Oh. Mein. Gott. I woke up today with such bloody aching legs, I was surprised that I could even trudge about, let alone walk! And why were my legs aching, you ask? Weeell...

... I spent the whole of Monday afternoon gallivanting around Blacktown, Central, Newtown and Wynyard, barring the two-three hours spent on the trains or waiting for a train.

What was I doing in all these places? Quite simple, here's a quick summary: Blacktown for texters [colour markers for fil], Central for TAFE course information [which, annoying enough, they told me could be found on the 'net], Newtown for the Five Six Seven graffiti store and Wynyard for some wandering PLUS meeting my friend after she finished work.

Unfortunately for me, things went a tad bit pear-shaped; she left work and kind of forgot about me, and I lost my usually unerring sense of direction and couldn't find my way to the station. When I finally got to Wynyard station, I'd just missed my train and had to settle for one that terminated at Blacktown. Thank God for my big sis Christine, or I'd been stuck waiting alone on the platform at Blacktown for the train to Richmond for 30+ minutes. She told me to go to Rooty Hill and that she and her husband would pick me up & send me home. PHEW! What a relief!!

Highlight of the day: finding the Five Six Seven graffiti store in Newtown. It has the widest range of graffiti related gear, including PAINT, that I've ever seen in my LIFE! _{>>Yeah, yeah, I'm a GHETTO WRITER, very underground, very unexposed, very miserable.<<} Even got myself a pair of OTR markers, too. I'm gonna go back on Friday, hopefully. And I have loads of photos of the street art along Kings Road, Newtown. And even a shot of their WWI memorial, without any graffiti thrown on it, thank the Gods. I'll be trying to post up the photos at a later date.

Speaking of graffiti, I so wanna get this new line of paint that's coming out sometime soon: Plutonium G. And I'm putting up the review that "the bombshelter" did on the new product. Check it.

Low point of the day: Not getting lost in Wynyard or even missing my friend, but getting chewed out over the phone by my aunt for some things that weren't even my fault or didn't happen the way they were reported to her. Was seriously pissed by that but I'm over it. And some peeps wonder why I feel paranoid around people. YEESH!

And on the artwork front, I've managed to knockdown my HUGE debt list down to only one piece remaining to complete. Good thing is that it's already half way done, Bad thing is that I might wanna redo it. And here's the second from the last piece, an illustration kiriban, in a somewhat vector-ish style, for the ever so lovely Miss April.



Anyways, I have to feed the dogs and go over to my neighbours' for dinner. PIZZA dinner. Oh, and guys back home in Singapore, a large Pizza Hut pizza is only A$9.95. CHEW ON THAT!

HAHA!!!

_{As a sidenote, I've just realised that I didn't post anything about my 25th birthday in October... the feth!? What a loss... NOT!}

PEACE, OUT.

>>> W07z t3h 4-11...

... and what's up with me and Leetspeak anyway?

For those who have no idea what Leetspeak is, just click here. And for Christ's sake, if you don't know what Leetspeak is, where the hell have you been, living under a boulder!? Anyways, I'm digressing...

Well, the last few days have been pretty cool. Here's a short recount:

Thursday, 15^th Nov
Aunt Doreen took me for crafts where I was able to show-off my sketchbook and Sandra picked one of the designs from there for me to transfer and paint on to a plate. Aunt Doereen's crafts clique is pretty cool, even if they're all pretty old. Look out for a pic of that sometime in late November, early December. I know that my friend Z3r0 will like it. *grin*

Friday, 16^th Nov
Took a trip down to Blacktown again. Settled some banking for my aunt Yogi, bought Staedler colour inkliners [W00T!] and Faber-Castell colour pencils [double W00T!], and got a new 3-liter bottle of milk. Which I actually regretted buying 'coz I had to lug the damn thing back home and it weighed down my bag. *sigh* What a killer weight, and it's a 30 to 45 minute walk/hike back to the crib. Spent the evening and had dinner at Aunt Jean's, had a beer, lovely pasta and banana pancakes with ice-cream... *licks lips* truly delicious and Aunt Jean is a fantastic cook, I swear. Had a lovely evening with her, Uncle Brian and Mr Drew. Oh, and I finished about four pieces on Friday, which can be viewed at deviantART site, if you're interested.

Saturday, 17^th Nov
Highlight of the day: taking the dogs out for a walk to the Farnham Shopping Arcade. They were so tuckered out that they pretty much left me alone for the rest of the day. I was pretty wasted, too, so much so that I dozed off on the couch and missed my big sis' phone calls, which meant that missed going over to her crib. BLEAH.

Sunday, 18^th Nov
My big sis & her husband picked me up and we went to go do some shopping at West Point in Blacktown. She bought the Kanye West GRADUATION album for me! As well as a large Super Supreme pizza from Pizza Hut, which only cost A$9.95, can you believe that!? They dropped me off at home and Uncle Sarathi came over with Aunt Jenn and gave me lunch: prata with damn good chicken curry! WHOOHOO!!! I feel ever so spoiled. Hahahaha!!! And wonders of wonders, I had a three hour nap in the dregs of the afternoon and woke up around nine... which was just in time to watch Miami Ink.

Well, that's the last four days in a nut shell.

And I'm looking for people in Sydney to watch Stardust with as well as a whole posse to go watch the movie Hitman that hits Oz on the 6th of December? Any takers!?

C'mon, it'll be great! Action ,adventure, intrigue, romance and all sorts of mad fun... and that's just in the seatings, imagine the movie! LOL. I jest about the seats deal, but c'mon, this movie promises to be awesome, and I need some mates to enjoy the awesomeness with me!!!

Okay, I'm off to sleep so I'll leave you with a really hilarious animated 'short' from the Looking For Group webcomic creator and his team...

>>> Who says that...

... terrorists can't have a good sense of humour?


"Ladies and gentlemen, Achmed the Terrorist... who'd toss a penny between two Jews and watch them fight to the death over it, or do the same to a pair of Catholic priests except that it'd be a young boy instead of a penny. And the winner of THAT bout would have to fight the one and only MJ!"

>>> I wished...

... upon a falling star.

I really did. Saw a fiery streak cross the clear night sky on the way back from the station around midnight. The sight of such clear sky is truly amazing, and absolutely gorgeous to behold. *dreamy sigh* The child within keeps chanting "I saw a shooting star, I saw a shooting star!" over and over again. Now, please keep in mind that I have NEVER seen one before in my life and that I've only read about them, therefore dismissing any thought of one to the darkest realms of myth and jaded disbelief; so, thus my sheer delight in seeing one. Hopefully it also signifies that my run of luck will get better. I hope.

Yet, then again, it's a thing that flies across the heavens, possibly either burning out, crashing to the surface of some remote planet or flaming out in the atmospheric entry of a planetoid, so why do we annotate a change of luck or the granting of wishes to such a phenomenon? Superstitions so ingrained into our psyches that even when faced with the cold, hard, banal facts, we hope for the even the most remote flights of fantasy to be true or believe to be true. *shrug* How hopeless is humanity? How hopelessly optimistic? Or are we just unrealistic, hoping that everything works out for the best?

Going back to the subject of stars, I think and believe that I'll always have stars incorporated into my tattooes. And yet, I've not dreamed of being an astronaut, not even once. I guess that I'm just in awe of them, and maybe, just maybe, somewhere deep down inside my spiritual self, I still believe the old myths and stories about the stars.

And I really need to find out where I can watch the movie Stardust here, and soon. Before it ends its run here, that is. Hopefully I can rope some people into watching it with me when I find it.

Wish me luck...

... especially when you see a shooting star.

*Cheshire grin*

>>> It's Summer...

... so why is it so freaking cold!?

Bleah. It's been raining off and on for the last few days, and will continue to do so until the end of the week. Which basically means that I've been pretty much cooped up at home in Quakers Hill for AGES! Ok, well, not really for ages, but you kinda get the picture.

And it doesn't help in the entertainment department that the comp at home here is on the fethin' fritz: BSOD at the oddest times for starters! Not to mention the recurrence of Firefox Failure [F³] which pretty much screws up my entire surfing pleasures. Cripes. But it's all good, I have other things to do, too.

Like what, you may ask? Well, if you mosey down to my dA Site, you'll see that I've been rather productive in the art field. LOL. For example, have a look at what I did to my one of my best buds' headphones which he loaned me, which is also displayed in my dA gallery. *grin* [Yes, yes, shameless self-plugging, no matter how wrong that sounds!]

Speaking of art, how's about some body art? Namely tattooes! Yes, I've been watching way too many episodes of Miami Ink on cable [Discovery Travel!?], and I now really want to get a tattoo to commemorate my SOLO trip to Sydney [Australia]. But I have no idea what to get done, especially with my limited budget. However, I do know where I might like to get it done: either my right lower forearm on the underside OR on on the left side of my left lower leg. Decisions, decisions. *sigh* Any suggestions, mes ami? Oh, and I finally got a picture of my first tattoo [before the Über fade!], let me put it up here...



... Maybe I should use the fan/gift art of the Smoking Girl that my friend Marjak had sketched up for me as a tattoo on my left lower leg. With perhaps the addition of the Silent Strider glyph as a bottom/base and maybe the southern cross arrangement of stars trailing downwards from the glyph's underside? *chuckles* Seems like I already have the idea, now to find out how much it will cost me! I think I'm going to have to ask LOIDZ, who works down at Manly in a tattoo parlour. I can but hope and pray that he can help me out. *prays fervently*

Thank god for cable television! Thanks to it, I've watched more movies in the last few weeks than I've ever watched in the last THREE years! Seriously. I've even watched movies that I wasn't able to watch in the theaters or on disc or off downloads. Movies like The Siege, Up Periscope, Night Watch and so many more that it's almost like a blur. Wow~...

And Christine Akka is so nice and everything, it really does feel like we've known each other for ages even though I met her for the very first time in my life. And to explain, she's my mother's "adopted" daughter. Who doesn't want a fun-loving, willing-to-spoil-and-indulge-the-younger-brother elder sister, huh? I mean, seriously, who wouldn't? Ok, mebbe I'm the only one, but after being the older brother for so long... well, it's nice to be the younger one for once. *happy sigh* And she lets me hang out at her house, allowing me almost free rein. Not to mention that there's a skate park pretty close by, so it's all good! I LOVE MY SISTER!!! *grin* And not in an incestuous way, get your minds outta the gutters, dammit!

And speaking of sisters... I'm finally chatting with Caity again. *another happy sigh* I've missed her terribly, she's one of my favourite younger sisters. And also a tattoo nutter like myself... we love 'em! Unfortunately for me, she has more tatts than me at the moment. Something I hope to rectify sooner or later. HAHA!!

I have no idea how right this is, but I kinda just did it for fun after nicking it off of Shaun's blog...

Your Five Factor Personality Profile

Extroversion: You have medium extroversion. You're not the life of the party, but you do show up for the party. Sometimes you are full of energy and open to new social experiences. But you also need to hibernate and enjoy your "down time." Conscientiousness: You have medium conscientiousness. You're generally good at balancing work and play. When you need to buckle down, you can usually get tasks done. But you've been known to goof off when you know you can get away with it. Agreeableness: You have high agreeableness. You are easy to get along with, and you value harmony highly. Helpful and generous, you are willing to compromise with almost anyone. You give people the benefit of the doubt and don't mind giving someone a second chance. Neuroticism: You have medium neuroticism. You're generally cool and collected, but sometimes you do panic. Little worries or problems can consume you, draining your energy. Your life is pretty smooth, but there's a few emotional bumps you'd like to get rid of. Openness to experience: Your openness to new experiences is high. In life, you tend to be an early adopter of all new things and ideas. You'll try almost anything interesting, and you're constantly pushing your own limits. A great connoisseir of art and beauty, you can find the positive side of almost anything.

The Five Factor Personality Test

Anyways, gotta jet, I'll see y'all around!

PEACE.