tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202963862012-01-31T02:06:01.661ZSweat and Tears and Sparkly ThingsWidarchitecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02656228857160565973noreply@blogger.comBlogger2601100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20296386.post-75066520433556759242010-05-17T06:13:00.005+01:002010-05-17T07:22:05.254+01:00

My blog absence has been mainly because quite frankly I haven't felt I have had anything really all that interesting to share and how wonderfully drama-free and quiet has my life been for the last 8 months? Also, because I often stop myself as I write as I hate the idea of being so self-indulgent that I must share with the www my daily thoughts/mis/fortunes/favorite things...But I'm totally over

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After catching bits of the news on TV last night with mum and dad..Me: Why is all the news about Muslim countries?Mum: Because its Ramadhan, dear.(pause)Dad: Because nothing is happening anywhere else.xxw

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Its been three days since K and I touched down on home soil. Ten days since I arrived in Heathrow from Tehran. Two months since graduating from my diploma in London. Given the time I've had to re-adjust to life as a post part II, a fresh out the box post graduate you'd think that a move home would be fairly easy. However glad I am to be back in the family house with no fretting about the next

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Miley Cyrus makes my skin crawl.Luckily Dame Helen Mirren came to the rescue in her glorious graceful gorgeous self. Note Miley on her phone almost everytime the camera pans over..

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Eight posts since being in the same spot twelve months ago. And perhaps only just that much the wiser. School has started again this week and having emerged in July the person-previously-known-as-me, I'm ready to start again after a summer of mountains, wrecks and weddings. (que 80s gung-ho music like eye of the tiger or something)xxw.

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Saw Lykke Li on Jools Holland the other night and felt the need to post this video. I couldn't decide between the two videos so here's both :) enjoy!xxwp.s who can contest aginst lyrics like:And for you I keep my legs apartand forget about my tainted heart ??

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..and here we go.Vietnam. Wandering around in the dark in Hanoi. London. Graduation. Mum and Dad. Greenwhich. Brighton. Usual end of december round-up. New Uke - yay! London. Panic. Screw panic lets go see fireworks. Climbing up a ladder to a roof on Leicester Sq. in a frou-frou skirt and heels in the rain to see fireworks. Making my train carriage sing Old Lang Syne without the

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Princess Diana's death. Why? You ask?It was an English princess with an Egyptian boyfriend who crash in a French tunnel, driving a German car with a Dutch engine, driven by a Belgian who was drunk on Scottish whisky followed closely by Italian Paparazzi, on Japanese motorcycles; treated by an American doctor, using Brazilian medicines. This is sent to you by an Bruneian,sitting in her

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Saw Beirut last night.I am still speechless. My uke is still sitting unplayed (for the longest time now i.e more than 24 hours) for fear of damaging my ears since. I'll write more about this later when I can string two sentences together.xxw

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There is HOPE!Vietnam in a month baby. Charlie Sheen, I heart you muchly. RARF. xxw

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The clock in the corner of the screen is telling me its 03:27 in the morning and I think I may be losing the plot.Rewind about two weeks ago>>Trying to watch about 40 hours of Science Fiction in fast forward while reading the plot summaries on IMDB to get a sample population for Tuesday.Rewind a week ago>>Decide that I am going to attempt to draw nostalgia. or represent nostalgia in a drawing. or

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Okay so my obsession with Beirut has done the obligatory:1. first week constant i-pod round2. second week replaying of favorite songs3. weeks and months later, still give me the chills when I hear the singers voices.Just like here:..and what a long time long time it feels until we get to see them live! xxw

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Selamat Hari RayaMaaf Zahir Batinxxwidakitek

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With starting school (yet) again it seemed quite appropriate to go and check out the Zaha exhibition at the Design Museum by Tower Bridge. During the first week at school her mention was of course inescapable especially when the head of school was giving an 'insider's guide to the AA' talk, listing everything in an A-to-Z way. Which is fair enough really. As much as my opinion swings from one

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There's a stuff/junk shop near my house that was getting rid of stuff the other day when I passed it on the bus and I picked up a wee chair for 8 squid. Its seat was covered in this faded pink stuff so decided for a more vibrant (if a little on the gaudy side) colour to re-uphoster it in. The colours in the picture aren't quite right but its kinda yellow-y/red anyway.Now. What on earth do I do

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So school has started again and once more I return as a new kid of many. It's reassuringly small though is therefore a difficult place to hide away if you are feeling particularly fragile. Moments of which there have been plenty from the first monday some two weeks ago.However, smaller victories have been fought and won in the process, ensuring that I come out the other end with my head still

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It isn't often the combination of a summery day, freedom from all work commitments for both K and I and the want to do absolutely nothing occur. Armed with a bag of food and reading material we decided to wander past our usual picnic spot in regents park in search of new pastures.our bikes.The rose garden in the background reminded me of Alice in Wonderland since only some of them were painted

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After sleeping off my all nighter I needed to leave the confines of the flat. Kyle had been wanting to see the Temptation in Eden exhibition since we've been back, so we took the opportunity while the sun was ashining to go over towards the Courtauld Institute of Art. On the way I stopped to take this photo of some kids playing in the fountain in the quad at Kings College where the gallery

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Its a God awful small affair,To the girl with the mousey hair.Back where I started four weeks ago I'm sitting in my flat listening to randoms on this internet machine surrounded by piles of open books.. I suppose you could say I've gone and put myself in a position that really isn't helping any productivity.But rather than tear my hair out due to the lack of activity on the drawing board let me

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Another cat video. We misses the Moo-cat is why.Plus cats attacking other cats and children is somehow always a bit of a giggle. xxw

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after several attempts at writing witty one liner about seeing everyone soon and failing miserably I've decided that:1. I'm no good at one liners. 2. I'm no good at witty one liners either.however,3. I am going to see my family soon,4. in Brunei.oh, and also dancing to elvis while trying to type (at 3.30am.. brilliant neighbour I am, you see) rather limits my being able to type at all.

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Tangas Memulihkan AnginMulih!!Jangan ditunggu nah!Anak buah orang.Orang darat mulih ke daratOrang gunung mulih ke gunungOrang sungai mulih ke sungaiOrang laut mulih he lautOrang ulu mulih ke uluOrang di bawah rumah mulih ke bawah rumahOrang di atas mulih ke atasOrang di lopak mulih ke lopakAngin melintas angin laluMulih kau!Indada perahu ani perahuIndada gubang ani gubangIndada jumpung ani

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Oh my GOD I'm still laughing so hard at this. wait until you get to about 0.22Oh Don Piaano.xxw

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Is it a coincidence that CRIT is an amalgamation of the words CRAP and SHIT?

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Last week the Westminster and Bartlett summer show opened and of course I managed to forget my camera - both times! Managed to get to the Westmin opening albeit two hours too late with Kyle and his motley paint splattered crew on tow. Did a mad dash through the exhibit because it was impossible to get a good look around anything with people clamouring over each other holding their plastic cups

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Okay so its been a while since I've updated, I know I'm crap at this blogging business. BUT! I have only been busying myself with getting my arse into gear and ace-ing this academic year and securing a place at, oh, just the SEXIEST AArchitecture school in the world. So pardon moi. Bloody show-off? uhhuh. tell me about it!So, its raining outside and I've made the 25 minute journey on the bus

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I asked one of the ladies at work: Would you call yourself a Londoner?Seems innocent enough, while we were deciding whether or not to pick up an extra tuna sandwhich for the house meeting that day. After all, she has been living here for over 12 years. Not only that, but she's had kids born here too. Oh Gosh, No. Came the reply. Funny, that. I never thought about it that way. She

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This single should carry a warning! I've woken up with it in my head. Its full of lovely summer stuff like flowers and sunshine. I finally met Laura since bring in London despite us both being good friends with Victoria (dance partner, studio buddy and all round great mate). She's just been touring with the Sugababes and if I'm not mistaken is working on the rest of the album. She's got

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Now that our major hand-ins are over we've been taking the chance to catch up on things we've fallen behind on. Writing emails, bills, you know the stuff you can't really be doing with when there's something else pressing to do. So yesterday, decided it was time we'd go over to Chinatown to stock up on instant noodles and other stuff from home.On the way we thought we'd go and watch a film

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Its portfolio hand in this week. Which means I've been glued to my computer screen and at the mercy of what memory it has. So, having recieved a phone call where KN goes, 'okay I'm on my way to Selfridges! Join me when you're done' the temptation was too great.Took the afternoon off on Saturday to hang out with KN and KL, speed shopping and sushi. Although by 6 the guilt was too great and off

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Yesterday was yet another interview day to get into one of the central London architecture schools. This time should have been stress-free, seeing as it was at my own school. So, being true to my stressy bessy self the day started with #001 in my catalogue of disasters.#001 - wake up too late Molly wedged firmly between my ankles. As feet touch floor, feet do not feel floor as blood

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Weeks prior to leaving my London comforts - freedom, my own space, being able to use public transport, the pub - I was unsure that we were ever going to go to Iran. Timetables had been juggled and deadlines shifted to make way for the snails pace our visas and flights were being sorted out. It didn't help that the only thing we heard in the news was the detention of some sailors fuelling

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Its been two days since I've been back in the good old capital from my adventures in Iran. Already up to here in work and kicking my duck legs as hard as I possibly can while maintaining a calm perhaps slightly frosty facade. I spent most of my time there feeling very dislocated and uncomfortable, with mounting stress and pressure that took yet more energy to supress. Feelings usually avoided

Widarchitecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02656228857160565973noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20296386.post-50439698499120984312007-04-09T20:16:00.000+01:002007-04-10T12:15:54.884+01:00

'I'm proud of you' - Sainsbury's checkout man near aisle 4 upon gallantly producing my two Bags for Life. pat pat.'Moses? I've never heard of this word before' - classmate on helping me proofread an essay on (insert ramble about psycho-analysis here) Moses Aloetta, a character in The Lonely Londoners.'But Molly does..''Yeah but Molly is a cat.''Are you saying I'm fat?!''Just fatter than the cat.'

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Perhaps its the whole 22 degrees of sunshine that's beating down on London today, or this Laura Ashley reject sundress that I wear around the house on days like this (Kyle calls it my Mary Poppins dress - so you can understand why I remain wearing it around the house)?Or maybe its because Sha and I share the love for this guy? and K's attempts at singing it?Hence trying to find some old school

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Our 'balcony' has looked quite bare all winter and quite frankly a little sad. The remnants of a tiny rose plant that blew into a corner and a single olive plant were the only things to adorn the 3000 x 1000 mm space. Oh and the TV aerial. So two weeks ago at the first signs of spring/summer, Kyle and I went walkies down to the garden centre nearby and pottered around like a couple of old

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Just because I'm stuck with work and I like pretty pictures, here are some of the early test images I'm working on for my theory module. They don't have titles yet, so for now Shell Building and National Theatre will do.Shell BuildingNational TheatreThe representations are in reponse to a novel I've been reading - The Lonely Londoners by Sam Selvon. Where I've taken one of the central

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Molene, Molene, Molene, MoleneIm begging of you please dont eat that hamMolene, Molene, Molene, MolenePlease dont take it just because you canYour hunger is beyond compareWith toothy mouth and shedding furWith silky paws and eyes of emerald greenYour breath is like the inside of the whiskas tinYour meow sounds like you're in painAnd I cannot compete with you, MoleneYou bug me while i'm in my

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It always starts innocently don't it? You're chatting to a couple mates and you miss out your double t's so suddenly the world ain't so pre'ey anymore. You go back to the bar and order another bo'le o wine or whatever tipple they may fancy. Then you find you're losin your g's too, innit? So it doesn't ma'er wot's on telly cos everyone's watchin it anyway. By this time you don't realise wot's

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The first time I went to the London Eye was with my dad. At the time, I didn't get what all the fuss was about, after all it was just an oversized ferris wheel, no? I was also pre-occupied with trying to get to topshop, calculating how long it would take to get to topshop, what I wanted from topshop. I was 17 after all. We took one look at the que and ended up going to the Dali exhibition

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Don't forget Red Nose Day, kids! K's one might have already moulded to his face. xxw

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I can't help it. I have possibly the worst MSN-manners on my contact list. My friends who I speak to regularly follow perfect chat protocol. So, I have decided to compile a couple of MSNetiquette guidelines that I have tried to pick up.1. GreetingsSaying 'Hi!' and/or 'How are you?' does wonders for the convo. Once you've gone through the normal greetings and niceties that you would if you

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I've been rubbish at keeping up with my posts, I know. Been doing that thing you do when lots of work gets chucked your way and you retreat into your little hole and slog. Ah well. It's got to be done, hey?Got my results for last terms portfolio and am fairly satisfied although feedback was as expected: 'you could do even better.. you've got more potential than you've displayed.. etc. etc' the

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We all know it. Staple for wedding dos, family get togethers, Hari Raya and general feel-at-home food makes rendang my all time fave, Malay dish. It helps that K knows his que when to get the Rendang stuff out - i.e when Wids is homesick/ill/hungryhungyhungy/Hari Raya. After all, the secrets to a happy home begin with a happy belly. Dare oppose, by all means.So as usual, it got to around that

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Okay, it doesn't quite have the right ring to it. Waxy's or Waxy O Connor's is a pub near Leicester Square that Kyle and I found while waiting to meet some friends a couple years back. From the front it looks like your regular, bog standard pub-fitted-into-a-corridor type with the bar taking up half the width of the room. A couple steps further in, and its a whole new story with a huge

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The weather lately is very much like the weather when the seasons change from winter to spring. Last week it snowed and I thought I'd share these photos taken from our balcony before it turned to sludge and the kids were still asleep.Pretty stuff, isn't it? xxw

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Its been a while since I've last written a post beause in truth I'm struggling seeing this month through as it is. Everyone knows that January is the longest month in the year and quite frankly I've had enough of it. The weather is erratic, the work load three-folds, you and everyone else is desperately trying to shift that holiday weight you've all gained so the gym where you used to go to

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image: American ApparelLooks like we might be going to the Rollerdisco this weekend! might just be able to recycle that hideous dress then? Orrrrr.. make Madonnaesque leaps and bounds towards American Apparel. yum! xxw

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Classy Shoes!(*SWAN-Sunnies Worn At Night)Okay, I'm no beacon of good taste, but I like to think that I can figure out whats generally of 'good taste' and whats not. Turning up to party dressed as Hitler - bad taste. Kicking kittens at RSPCA meeting - bad taste. Coming to a wedding dressed in white - bad taste. Its not so hard. Finding perfectly bad outfit for party. Tricky.Ensemble:1.

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10.00am came online to check my emails before heading off and found this missus online! And she's back in owr wee toon. Excitedly I gush to her that I'm on the way to get my hair cut. And I've treated myself to an appointment at Essensuals in Camden. Found the last place I tried in Camden a little odd to say the least and thought, hey, they're having some january offer, why not?11.34am on

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Oh what a week ahead. Its Sunday night and I'm still writing but the end is neigh as our hand-ins are on Friday. Patience child. All in due course. Patience shmatience.So, as Ashleigh flies home from NYC and K and I are free for a couple days since before the break we're taking her out on Friday as a belated Xmas/New Years do along with a couple of friends who couldn't come out on New Years.

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Three Changes (live) - The Good The Bad And The QueenJust caught this on telly during my tea break and thought to myself. Good God woman, there is no way you are not posting this! Damon Albarn looks decidedly older with a matching, more mature band. What brilliance one man can bring. Look for the other vids from the band if only for their hat wearing antics. xxw

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A brand spanking whole new year. Brilliant! Whatever will they think of next?Christmas was as usual with plenty of food and telly and to my horror found it just a little difficult to get into the dress I had bought pre-xmas gorgefest for new years. Therefore, I shall not be including photos of the night which we celebrated with a couple of friends round our house with a spot-on firework show

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The past week has flown by, and suddenly everything is in Christmas mode. After surviving most of last week on the usual sleep 3-4 hours, work 20, I should have done the smart thing and spend the weekend sleeping, eating, being outdoors. Instead, it was the AfH big build weekend for the Central East Christmas shelter so up I was ready to paint/build/carry etc after almost 4 hours of sleep.

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I haven't had one of these in a loooohooong time. You know the feeling. Thumping head, groggy eyes. Can't stand still for too long without wobbling and alarmingly little recollection as to what on earth happened the night before. Yup. Went to make cup of tea, thinking it would make things all better. But, no. You forgot to boil the bloody kettle didn't you. Idjit.And there I was being all

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Whilst taking a break I was doing my daily rounds on my usual reads, a day late, no doubt, but only by 2 hrs 35 mins.During this time I found a site where Logos go to die. There are a couple easily recognizable ones while others you think - ohmygod, how could this have passed as a logo?! how long ago did that one die? (look out for the 'Golly') Speaking of Logos, the Architecture for Humanity

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I found a list on facebook and thought I'd share. I've omitted quite a few since the list is really quite long so the most important onces are left. Enjoy!If you are architecture students you've probably experienced:-the taste of wood glue-you don't understand how somebody can spend less than £20 at the supplies store-you hate people telling you "go to sleep" or "do you still have a lot of

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With it just around the corner, London is gearing up for the big week of Christmas and New Years. For me, Christmas for the past few years have been spent round Kyle's, sitting in front of the fire, most likely watching Ice Age or some other animated movie with a mug of tea and Molly curled up in my lap. Seizing the opportunity to catch some events happening in the capital, K spent ages

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Amy Winehouse - RehabThey tried to make to go to rehab, I said no no no'Amy's second album's first release is this track and I was hooked the first time I heard it. Granted, I've been waiting for her to release another album for what seems like ages now... so how happy was I to see the billboard advertising her new Back To Black album?! as Larry!She's not everyone's cup of tea, but this song has

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Biscuits for Breakfast-FinkEveryone's had biscuits for breakfast at some point in their life - high or low. Oh and whoever denies this is either a saint who doesn't touch anything sweeter than an apple until after 12 or a big fat liar liar pants on fire.A friend introduced me to Fink at the end of the summer because he'd been to see him at some obscure gig (at least I hope so.. that's the image

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Sir Norman Foster has done it again. He's designed some massive glacial phallus to perch like a wart on the face of the beige-coloured masses. Some love it, others hate it. But it was this quote that I found rather fitting of Fossie's fantastical form for a project in New York:Teri Slater, co-chair of Defenders of the Historic Upper East Side, called the building an “oversized, ovoid, glazed

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Sat at the Pret near Uni, as I dig into my lunch some guy pootles along on one of these.How cool, I thought. Looks like something he made. But doesn't look like he's getting anywhere fast. I re-told my story to Kyle..Me: babe, there was this guy on a bike with wheels like only this big!K: uhhuh.Me: no you don't understand, they were only this big.K: uhhuh.Me: ah.I completely forgot about

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Molly looks how I feel. 

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It's two weeks til the end of term and the work pace is picking up. This week has sped on by so Wednesday night's night out at the Barbican was a welcome change to the daily slog. I had bought tickets about 5 weeks ago to go and see the Mokhwa Rerpertory Company's Romeo and Juliet and have been looking forward to it ever since. I'm not a huge fan of the story, nor Shakespeare, but remembering

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You say Japanese Architecture to anyone and they will instantly think of at least one of the following:1. Sliding paper walls,2. Tatami mats,3. Slippers4. Bonsai Trees everywhere5. Tadao Ando/Shigeru Ban etc etc6. All the rest of the stuff you picked up from watching O-shin in the 80s or Memoirs of a Geisha(AHhahah! I know! When I read that again I went Oshin!? Oshin!!)Now, that may be

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From the cover you get one or all of three things:1. French Film2. About Love3. That won a couple of awardsI too had made the same conclusion and took out A Ma Soeur, which appeared to be some girly story about young experimental love. Kyle was going out so I figured I'd stay at home and watch a film he'd hate. As you do.The film is by Catherine Brelliat (I know! Again!) who also did Anatomy

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A couple weeks ago my cousin came down to London for the weekend. During our conversation one night at dinner it became apparent that I had no idea as to what music her and her friends were talking about. Its okay KaWee, she said. You can have some music off my external hard drive.It started during my first year here. There I was, armed with my trusty blobby blue cd case full of KedaiKomunis

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They're everywhere and I love it.After some dimsum with my coursemates we wandered down into covent garden. And found chandelier-type christmas lights everywhere! The day was quite dull, so only this photo came out half decent.Covent Garden A little later after trekking around trying to find buttons (buttons!) I ended up at Liberty. Planned to meet up with Sha so I took a walk down Carnaby

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I arrived at Covent Garden a little early for my meeting tonight with Architecture for Humanity at one of the girls' office there, Scott Brownrigg. It was our second meeting and I didn't want to seem too eager and turn up before everyone else, so I walked around Covent Garden a little as it was quite busy with people just finishing off their shopping, going home from work, generally going about

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Back in Nottingham, there was an amazing video store called Park Video near where I used to live. They had the best foreign film collection in town and beat bloody blockbuster by a mile in terms of choice, breath of genre and best of all that foreign film section I love so much.So once moving here we quickly found our local blockbuster (as you do) only to find it was in a little hole on the high

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This is the offie near my house. I approached the guy behind the till and explained that I needed photos of his shop front for research purposes (which I do! thank you) so he let me take a couple of photos. He even stood in the doorway to pose!This is on a car barrier opposite what is known as 'The Camden Studios' which, when I first saw it, I thought were the MTV Studios in Camden, turns out

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I came across this blog today. As usual, supposed to do work instead reading stuff off the internet and found this guy's blog! The links on the left side are to videos he's made usually starring his wife and beautiful baby girl who are both adorable. I know- I sound like crazy stalker fan lady, but I have to take my hat of to the man and his videos. Mainly because the videos I have to make

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My gym time on Sundays is the same routine as any other time on the week only I indulge myself and spend a little extra time in the sauna, when normally I'd just go home after the workout. In Brunei this was the same, although I never felt the need to rush since I would go around 5-6.30pm on a weekday, take my time with the machines, generally treat the place like it was my own.My gym has a

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Its Sunday today and I had planned to wake up at 9am, hit the gym, be home by 12, have lunch and start work. What really happened, was woke up at 1030, went to the gym, got lunch, home by 3 and start blogging.Since the alarms went of at 9 to get my lazy ass out of bed, Molly instinctively came into the bedroom and said his good meownings. Around 1025, the house phone rang, rang and rang again.

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When I was about 11 or 12 I went to a performance by a Korean drum/performance troupe (at least I remember them to be Korean) with my eldest brother who, for the purposes of this story I shall refer to as 'Abang'.It was held at the ICC and we were lucky to score some pretty good seats. The drama was intense and as a small child I gazed up to the performers in amazement, blinded silly by the bold

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Grit and Glamour 

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My local offie. 

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Walkway 

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No go area 

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From climbing rocks in Mulu, keeping the girls sane at during the big events, taking us out everytime we had a little time in Brunei, knowing how to throw a heluvva party, Hotel California, karoke that soothes the soul, talking handbags and other halves, always making me feel like someone was looking out for me from the sidelines, a fantastic mother figure to set the standard for others to

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Miles from where you areI lay down on the cold groundI pray that something picks me upandSets me down in your warm arms-Snow Patrol feat. Martha WainwrightAfter spending a brilliant day with Sha, with a fantastic find and finally the boots that I've been secretly eyeing for ages I came home for some dinner with Molly who was patiently waiting for me by the door. Note to self: the ravioli from M&

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The next time you are in a hotel room, take down one of the photos on the wall because you might be lucky to catch one of these! xxw

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everyone Everyone including Molly before going out on Saturday night for Ben's birthday. For more photos click here. xxw

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This weekend has been manic to say the least. Ben, one of Kyle's friends came down for the weekend to celebrate his birthday and brought a couple of his friends as well. Suddenly, our wee one bedroom flat had seven occupants, and thats not including Molly and Genghis. Plenty of laughs, more dancing and even more attempts to swindle our geng of seven into places for free. The kind of weekend

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My old camera has been a little neglected lately and I took out some film to develop a little while ago which still had some photos of home on. As the weather here is getting colder by the minute it was nice to browse through a couple photos from a quick holiday in KL where we took the bus over from Singapore.Outside Lot 10 It rained so hard that day so you can just about see the Menara in the

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When I was in London flat hunting and going for interviews etc my parents suggested that I go and stay in Brunei Hall. Kyle had gone home to Spalding and left me on my lonesome, so without my usual partner in crime I was left a little alone in a big city that I was not to familiar with..But thanks to this alai landan I had company, and a welcoming place to stay.Prior to this though, I told my

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(..) in malls across the country, the floor-to-ceiling glass storefront — a tradition of transparency in retailing that dates back at least 100 years — is beginning to give way to elaborate walls that make it impossible to see inside. Okay, am I the only one who sees the fault in this? If you don't want to read the article it basically tells us about the 'phenomenon' of shops losing their floor

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Headed over to Brunei Hall today as I had urusan there to take care of. I was ready for the worst as every time I appear in the reception I either get ignored by staff or asked whether I'm Bruneian. The former reaction not being anything to gripe about, after all, London has 7,465,100 non Bruneians. To my surprise my smile this morning was met with another one and I was politely directed to the

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With an exam looming I'm at home today. Partly because I figured I'd best sit in front of my computer and check this every ten minutes and partly because its about 5 degrees outside. The latter being a more powerful force in preventing me from putting my contacts in and braving the outside world.So since getting up this morning I have had:2 pieces of toast with butter (clover of course!)1 giant

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Saturday night and we had a house party to go to near Brick Lane. Planned to get there by 11 at the latest as it was kicking off at 10. With this week being as hectic as it was and having only seeing each other 1hour tops each day we decided to go and have a quiet meal together and 'catch up' before moseying down to the party. I was frantically trying to find a decent restaurant for Sunday

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My week generally goes like this:Tuesday: reviews/crits at 2 so sleep in until 10 resulting in 3 hours of sleep and four hours of talking from 2.Wednesday: relax a little but get stuff done that has been neglected and begin work for Friday.Thursday: work ass off for review on FridayFriday: reviews/crits at 10, leave uni after lunch and take the rest of the afternoon off.Saturday: begin work for

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I suppose I could write a long teary homesick post on not being home during Hari Raya so I thought I'd write about the things I don't miss (simply because I'm a little spiteful but humour me).5. Baju Kurung. Okay, this one goes two ways. Some years you hit the nail on the head and the tailor delivers your baju, a perfect fit, lovely handiwork and best of all, flattering. To me, the baju

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Wishing everyone a memorable Hari Raya Aidilfitri & Maaf Zahir Batin.

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I bought some cut flowers about a week and a half ago from Sainsbury's with a label that read: Guaranteed for fourteen days. Fourteen days? Crikey thats not half bad is it?So last night I was taking some photos for this project I'm working on on my old faithful camera and had a few shots left in the roll so decided I'd take a couple around the living room. Close up with the flowers I found

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I decided with much trepidation to make a frame to support my next submission, a drawing/collage. In true Widarchitect stylee I decided oh no, I wasn't going to do an Ikea £2.50 jobby oh no. Not me. Heck, if I'm going to make a frame, I'm putting all the bells and whistles on.Whats the big deal, you say? Its not so much the 'technical skill' or materials I might need because any monkey with

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Lately I've had a little obsession with illustrating and drawing so I've been experimenting with inks, graphite and last night charcoal. The charcoal pissed me off so I went back to the inks and this time using it a little more fluidly with water etc etc. So this morning I was experimenting with the ink and discovered the shapes in the water when I dipped my paintbrush. I couldn't help but

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just a little brute force.. Must. Get. In.result! xxw

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Work has meant lots of reading and big ideas at the moment which has left me a little under the weather lately so I was happy to see the sun come out today as Kyle's dad was coming down to visit us from Chesterfield. Went to grab some lunch in town at a Spanish tapas bar I had been to before, Jamon Jamon.Sign I'm a little picky about my Spanish food so this place I think rates a three and a half

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