De one with Drawing again

Bright sunny day

Mentioned in my previous blog that I'm going for a run today right? well, I didn't. Hehe. Decided to have it postponed and the first thing I did when I woke up was look myself in the mirror. Thank goodness, my face got better. "Goodbyes" to the bits of soreness due to facial yesterday.

Cooked a delicious and yummy maggi mee since I was too lazy to go downstairs to buy. Enjoyed my breakfast as I watched one of my favourite show "The Lake House" for the 5th or 6th time I guess. It's simply a wonderful movie.

Afternoon approached hastily, I decided to move my butt and get out to get some rich sunshine. Actually, I went to Thompson Plaza to patronise NTUC. Hehe. Unusual from the norm, I came out with 3 bagful which accounted to an expense of less than 30 bucks instead of over 50. Hehe.

I decided the house needed a handwash. Hence, I decided to try Kirei Kirei. Disappointingly, its scent didn't fall within my satisfaction. Smelled like normal washing detergent lor. Furthermore, it's expensive too! 200ml for $3+. Sigh.

I dropped by Poh Kim video store. Bleah 4 anime is out! Cool! Shortly after I returned home, I unpacked and started watching Bleah and Fast and the furious. Sigh. I wanna learn my Japanese all over again! And I was thinking I wanna recover my black hair colour because I want to be like an Asian! Err..oki, lame, I'm an Asian.

Wauo. The highlight of the day wasn't all these stated above. Rather, I took out my drawing tools and started to draw again! I looked at the previous drawings in my portfolio sketchbook. It was gratifying. Brings back alot of nostalgic memories too.

For the whole evening, I used only colour pencils to draw. Somehow, it felt different. Perhaps I was demanding too much from myself. Took a picture of what I drew halfway and asked Clara for her opinion. Pretty guitly because she replied it's "very pretty". But my reply was flat.. Oops.

Guess I need to have more confidence in myself in whatever I do.

I managed to catch up with old friends today. Alan and Zarina. Glad to know they are doing fine individually.

Nightime, I witness some children playing these sparks sticks. Remember I used to love playing with them occassionally since Daddy got a lot of boxes of it. Times have changed. Nowadays theirs have this pitch-accelerating up-scale sound when the spark sticks are lighted.

It's been awhile since I've visited mummy. Thinking of her again. Reminiscing about times when she was around. I was drawing halfway when I recalled she used to be so proud of me for posessing a talent in art. Recall, she will always talk about me, to her colleagues and friends. I could imagine her friends might be congratulating her, having known I'm an accountant to be like she was.

Then again, I wondered if she was around, would she have objected to my degree in Accountancy. Nevertheless, she's a supportive mummy. Sigh. I can help missing her so badly.

Well well, there was another peaceful moment today when I thought about how Jason have changed, in tones of colour. The old JC student, I was painted blue and black : cool and unassuming. Currently, Jason have changed into orange and red : outgoing and energetic.
Funnily, I spared some thoughts for the next stage I'm going to "transform" myslef into. Perhaps black : stylish. Which I think might be too old for my age. Or most probably, gold and bronze bah.

:: Dale-lala, I wanna get my 8/10 from you!!

De one with a Weird Dream

The night before

It was about a funny dream with I had. Dreamt that I was still in the army. Same rank, segeant. However there were variation in the faces of my subordinates. There was a combo between my secondary school band malay juniors and one significantly notorious "problem" guy.

To much as I recall, I was the DI ("Duty Instructor") and we were in some marketplace!! Omg. Have no idea why we land up there. I was having a hard time getting the guys to fall in before marching them for lunch. Must be the stigma from all those army days.

End up, I got so pissed up when the guys all disappear for lunch on their own. Unfortunately, I managed to see the notorious guy whom I presumed to be the tribal chief, also the bloodboiling guy. I was so furious all the astonishing vulgarities came out of my mouth, I was superbly screwing the guy until he was speechless. Phew! My nerves were really popping with heavy pulse and my heart nearly missed a few beats because it was pounding angrily.
Not forgetting, I was shouting at my maximum volume. For a moment, I thought my throat's going to burst.

Amazing thing was I was invincibly "barking" like an infernor. Hehehe, what a weird dream. Never in my army life have I been angry. Not mentioning, even near furious.