Crouching Tiger , Hidden Nails

bad nailing! see the thing is crooked. MEHHHE .


lost one piece of wood , had to improvise. Used less for this part, decided to stick everything onto a chopstick then stick it onto that block of wood on the right . FINALLY , AFTER 5 MINUTES I GOT UP AND TOOK MASKING TAPE INSTEAD. Puiiii.



Hasilnya. Cut 2 pieces of wood wrong side :P so i pandai pandai lah .Turn it around. Lots of wood crooked/ cracked, if you see closely.

Using putty, I plugged up the cracks. Leaving grey patches. Used black paint to cover up / decorate. AAAAAND WHOOOSH. TERLUKIS ONE JALUR... ZAAAAAK.


OH.

SHEEEEEEET.


*eureka*

presenting , what we EC students do the best , KALIS, and Un- Kantoi-ing, and Escaping.




Rawr. Tiger pattern. Mehheheheh. The wood one on the right, was where i terdraw the black stripe.



I hope teacher accepts this... HAHAH.

pictures.

Went to see the Iskandar Art Show at Danga City Mall on Thursday . It's been around for months but well , didn't go to see it till now . Haha. Well anyway this post will be mainly pictures, alot perhaps but not THAT many as diyana's blog -.-

Go see it if you haven't .

:D

twisted reflections ?

I like this one, it's like pictures of the town taken with fisheye-lens perspective . Then merged together in a painting. See it up close, the road 's bricks fit , but not the people eh. The man in the blue shirt's legs are missing. hehe



A series of paintings , Faeries


"Motion"





This looks like something out of our sejarah textbook . Form 2. Spot the hidden mickey :D



" Obama & The Rocket Man "




" Purity Line" . Done by my art teacher!


Interesting , it's a like a projection. Notice that half of the faces have their eyes closed, wait and watch and they'll open their eyes. Varies from each face.


Evokes a sense of desolation .



written below , " Katak nak jadi lembu"



" Katak dah jadi lembu , nak main sumo pula"



heh , my progress on Irises. Not that nice , doing base layer for the flowers and stems.


Archery - Sunday

30m target , Archers : Me, Pei Xi , Caryn , John , Jed.
( First three are on the Johor team list )









Mehhehehehh. Step two , promote my blog to Penang, KL , Selangor , Kedah , other states gooing to Labuan .

*Perang Saraf* HAHAHHAHA.

ow.

I had bad eczema for the first time in uh , yeaaaars .
Allergy of what I don't know but it's probably got something to do with sunburn.

Rashes on the bends of both arms, the right arm is worse because I kept scratching.
Right arm was around the size of Russia on an A4 sized world map?
Communist Russia , because it was all red , ha. ha. ha.

So look , clinics are closed so my mum brought me to her friend's house (doctor)
and from there I got medicine and advice uhhmm.
But the medicine is very very strong.

"Will make you drowsy" was not what uhm , totally would describe the side effects of the pills?

It didn't put me to sleep LAST NIGHT , it put me to sleep THIS MORNING.
woke up freaking sleepy. Went to school anyway . Thought of going in during Maths and telling form teacher that I was going back.

Sekali assembly + prefect stuff was finished only at 10 am . In the end I stayed. Slept till 4.30pm at home,


not going to school tomorrow.

Part 2 .

" I'm a fugitive." said Shafiq to himself. He checked out his new surroundings, an old underground basement below a warehouse. Rats scurried past him . How Shafiq wished he was a rat , without a worry in the world . At least rats didn't have to escape from Mafias. He wandered along the corridors and suddenly he heard a sound. The voice of a girl singing.

Cautiously he advanced towards the sound. A stout steel door separated him from the sound. Shafiq thought of kicking the door down but that wouldn't do his knees any good . Counting on luck , he tried the den key . Two things surprised him . Firsty ,the key worked and the door opened. Secondly , there was no girl . There was just an old transistor radio perched atop an old steel cabinet. The cabinet opened and a shadowy figure stepped out.

" There's a cold war coming . I heard it on the radio."

Surprised , Shafiq threw the den key at the shadowy figure , who deftly flicked the key aside.

"It's a violent world, eh . " , the shadowy figure said with a grin.

Scared, Shafiq asked the man , "Who are you??"

" I'm the centipede . I've got hundred of everything. " , said the man and laughed sinisterly.

Shafiq trembled with fear but regained his composure. He tried to find out more about the mysterious centipede . From his conversation with the centipede, he learnt that he was the result of a macabre Nazi Medic experiment , giving him the ability to manipulate the molecular structure of certain parts of his body . He could also duplicate objects. Shafiq mentally listed the centipede's abilities: Grow spikes, inject poison , and duplicate objects??

The high concentration of Zyklon B ( Yes it actually exists) mutated various organisms around the Nazi Death Camps. Mutated centipedes were used in some sort of experiment and the venom was injected into him . Apparently this had something to do with bringing the dead back to life , but it took 66 years for the thing to take effect and when it was tested , the whole camp exploded and spread the effects all over the world (????) . The 66 years were almost up , and the next solar eclipse would bring those cold, lifeless bodies back to existance .

In EC, Shafiq learned chemistry and biology . But he could not see the freaking logic behind being able to manipulate your molecular structure , and that of objects , plus the connection between zyklon B , centipedes , zombies, a Cold War , 66 years and a solar eclipse. " So this is World War III? " asked Shafiq.

The Centipede slapped Shafiq's head and said, " Are you stupid??? This war is nothing like a world war. It's being fought by the undead. Plus , it's not going to happen because I'm going to stop it. "

Shafiq opened his mouth to talk back but paused when he saw the hundred spikes leaking poison which were forming on Mr. Centipede's hands. Shafiq looked down at his own scrawny arms and wished he had superpowers. Maybe he should visit North Korea and piss them off so they would do Nuclear tests on him . The sound of footsteps and shouting broke the silence. The centipede slapped Shafiq again .

" You EEEEdiot!!! Your enemies have followed you down here!!! " he shouted angrily .

" OH SHEEEEET" , shouted Shafiq. A gang of 101 mafias has surrounded them . He began to search everywhere for his trusty weapon, the den key , but his efforts were futile. He told the centipede, " We've gotta work together , you scratch my back I scratch your back okay??"

" Sure, I'm on your side. But you wouldn't want me to scratch your back.", said the centipede and tossed Shafiq's den key to him. The centipede launched a mighty attack in 100 directions
(see it works) . Nevertheless he could not handle 101 mafias . The extra 1 mafia overpowered him. Shafiq threw his den key , penetrating through the cranium and brains of 2 mafias. Handling 99 mafias was a piece of cake and they were SLAUGHTERED. Killing spree!!

Shafiq waded through the pool of blood , searching for his Cranium-Bashing key. he tripped over some intestines and fell flat on his face. The Centipede shook his head and tossed the Den Key to Shafiq. Surprised, he asked, " Where did you find it? "

"I've got 100 of everything. " :D

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eihh so long seh .

written by me and Shaarvin. Michael fell asleep after writing the girl crying .
thanks again to Coldplay for writing Life In Technicolour.
with "inspiration" from Heroes, Left4Dead, CoD5: WorldAtWar , and The Spirit , plus DOTA.

quote from Chuan Li:

" who falls on his face is a SOHAI . " (Stupid guy)

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Written by : Mao , Shaarvin , Mike.


The gangs had assembled. The fight was going to start soon . Shafiq was shaking from head to toe. If he hadn't already gone to the toilet he would have pissed his pants. All of their parangs, sharp like Shaarvin's moustache , looked intimidating to Shafiq. He was unarmed , save for half a year of taekwondo training , half a year of ninjitsu training, and half a year of latin salsa dance plus the keys to the den . As the Ah Bengs, Mat Rempits , and Rowdys swaggered , he silently planned his tactics.

It was at times like this that he remembered what his mum used to say. "Keep your hair short so that people can't grab your head and chop it off. " Out of nowhere, Shafiq got a pair of scissors and began cutting , strand by strand until they became as short as Pavanjit's leg hairs.

Which , were in fact quite long .

The first Ah Beng lunged at him .Shafiq deftly stepped aside and snipped off AhBengOne's fringe till it was no longer than Aaron's nose hair. AhBeng cursed him until his 18237th generation and shouted various profanities , which involved genitals and something about parents.But Shafiq was smart and he countered the profanities with the Mighty Word. WALAUEHH.

Ah Beng collapsed to the ground , shocked and unconcious. MatRempitSatu was wildy shuffling in Shafiq's face, trying to intimidate him .Unfazed, Shafiq showed off his Hardstyle+Liquid moves and slapped Mat in the face. Furious , Mat tried to kick him but tripped because of his skinnies.

To add insult to the injury , Shafiq grabbed Mat's helmet and stuffed it onto his head, the other way round, back to front. Mat later died of suffocation and Shafiq was victorious once again.

Meanwhile, back to Rowdy. His long gelled hair was tied in a black bandana . Clad in a black , unbuttoned shirt , he wore black bell bottoms with black shoes and pink socks. A huge gold chain hung from his neck . * DON * . He drew his parang and shouted "DEI! NA ROWDY! NA ROWDY! " ( DEI ! I'm a GANGSTER. IMMA GANGSTER ) .

Shafiq retaliated by taking out the den key.

" My key can cut through armour and still slice a tomato. "

He threw the key and it pierced through Rowdy's parang , and all the way right through his...
ZIP?!??!? 0.0

Defying the laws of physics , the force of the key slammed the rowdy onto the wall . Shafiq took the chance to flee rather than see the results of his assault. He didn't get far as the rest of the gangsters surrounded him like hungry wolves.

With no way out , Shafiq sat down , meditated and prayed for his life. Unknown to him , sunlight was amplified and reflected on his shiny head to the extent of Supreme Radiance. Blinding and burning the gangsters' eyes .

Shafiq opened his eyes and to his surprise, the gangsters were blind (and burnt) . The sky was turning dark . There was a wild wind blowing , from the corner of the street. Shafiq looked up and the zipping white light beams disregarding hopes and dreams alike. It was a turning point.

It was a turning point...



* TO BE CONTINUED *


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Many thanks/apologies (?) to :

Michael , Shaarvin , who were more than happy to be part of this .
Aaron and Pavanjit , whose names were used without permission ;P
To Coldplay :
Thank you for writing great songs , such as Life In Technicolour ( II )

and to The Killers too.

Thank you for writing great songs ( which we can't really make out the lyrics)
such as Spaceman , ( bombs and satelites, not hopes and dreams alike)

Results

Archery : Kategori Pegawai .
Cikgu Khatam of Batu Pahat on the left ,
" YEAH KENA! "

and before that ,
"chope, kentut dulu baru shoot. "



The MRSM field.


Abang Milo punya lori.


30m - Best round for me . HEH.


Azad ( under the blanket being a corpse) , Azizi being the , uh, undertaker.
Not in the picture - Azad being a zombie.

Long Distance - 122cm target face.
60m- 236/360 . Not my best , I can go up to 281 during practice. 3rd place .

50m - 285 /360 by far my best , beating my meagre MSSD score by a lot. 1st place :D

Short Distance - 80cm Target face
40m - 251 /360 not good , 1 miss. HAHA. Having problems with clicking so had to adjust a lot.
4th place.

*40cm target face
30m -279 /360 not too bad , 2 miss -.- No sight test rounds for this so the first two went cuckoo.
better than MSSD but then again, mssd was crap . AHHAHA.3rd place

Overall - 2nd place , Lost to segamat by 50 pts. Beat my other teamates heh :D

Team - 1st . Owned Segamat by like, few hundred points.

Overall and Team , no medals.
I got a set of accesories for overall :D

and nothing for team -.-

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anyway Mersing was nice , I had funny roomates : Azad ( the main joker with the boxers) , Azizi (his victim) , Haziq and Arif the form 1 fellas .

Azad brings his phone into the toilet to listen to songs while he bathes.

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BACK

back from MSSJ @ Mersing with nice results ,
60m-3rd /50m-1st /40m 4th /30m 3rd / overall 2nd / team 1st .

Will blog more, with explainations and stories about my room mates >_>

AWAY.

going to mersing tomorrow for MSSJ ,
hope we can win . heh :D

anyway i think they'll take our phones coz BOLEH GANGGU.

so if i dont reply means.. yeah. hahahha.

be back on sunday . (night?)

My Name Is Jonas , Scummy !

" So who's that girl there?
I wonder what went wrong
So that she had to roam the streets
She don't do major credit cards
I doubt she does receipts
It's all not quite legitimate "

Arctic Monkeys - Scummy .

My name is Jonas.
I'm carrying the wheel.
Thanks for all you've shown us.
This is how we feel.

Weezer - My Name Is Jonas

These two songs , are two of shaarvin's favourite songs.
...
...
..

No , no no, he's not dead, I'm not preparing his epitaph or something .
HE"S SINGING THEM IN SUPER SLOW MOTION IN CLASS.
MY NAME IS JONAS ISN'T SO BAD. BUT HE SINGS SCUMMY TILL I TAK TAHAN LA ****.

I whacked shaarvin with today's Star newspaper . Yes the one with the mechanical spiders on the front page.

Shaarvin is an aspiring musician ,he started out singing "Scummy" to the tune of "Your Call" and Your Call to the tune of Your guardian angel and your guardian angel to the tune of etc etc

He says it's payback for uh , my singing . HAHAHHAHAH.

pictures

30 metres at MSSD. And the dreaded multiface targets.


DECICATED TO Zoe, the woman bus driver who drove the bus with our props inside :D


"Batman Wuz Here"


Isaac's oranges. One so big, one so small.. one like cannonball. The cannonball is missing.
Or it never existed. No sirrreee.


First attempt at oil painting . heh :D

Shaarvin a.k.a Johnny Napalm with a big axe belonging to Jin ( justin)
and Shafiq a.k.a
Panglima " I'm botak and I have a nice Sword and I have a big bottle of magic potion" Gagak Hitam.