RR 08

Rantai Art Revelation could be described by just one word. Ridiculous. Indeed. I know its not the nicest way to describe it, but, things have happened and we were certainly not awed by their revelation. The only thing that kept the event going was the art exhibition inside the red bungalow. As always, i envy those lomokids. Talented as always. Obviously need to get myself a lomo.

The environment was typical "indie". Boys in skinny jeans with flashing DSLR's. (yeah, i brought mine as well. only took it out when i was in the bungalow). And girls in skinny jeans as well with their flashing boyfriends. (WTF?!)
I could cry a bucket of sweats because this is Malaysia and obviously it was hot. The stalls were to die since i nearly killed myself right there because there were only circa 3 stalls?! Pathetic.

And, and, bands were to start playing at 12pm. We reached there circa 12.45pm and not even one band in sight yet. Oh, forgive me. Kinda forgot i live in Malaysia.
Me and Hana totally found this event disturbing with reasons. Rantai Merdeka was way better. This was such a sad case. Tsk, tsk.

While complaining, met Nazi, Anisah and Kak Shaqyl. Brainwashed them to complained as well. After wasting 30 minutes there, finally made our journey to KLCC since we received "revelation" that eating Sushi King with air conditioning was better.

Of course, i am being bias with all of the statements above because, i only stayed there for 30 minutes. Do mind my subjective mind. *bows*

So, after sushi and Starbucks, the park was not inspiring at all and therefore, we made our journey home struggling with cats and dogs scattered everywhere all the way home. It was raining like cats and dogs lahh! pffffttt.

Kidnapped Hana with permission to my aboriginal hut and skype-ed with our best friend who was in a far away land called Cardiff, Wales. No, Catherine Zeta-Jones was no where to be found.
The three of us talked, danced, cried, talked again and cried again. I love you two!!


Ahh..indeed, the man/boy/guy/male/gygrl in the picture above is a psychotic mental asylum refugee who is now living under the protection of the KGB. (wtf?! isn't kgb russian?!) My bad, he is a sophomore year majoring in Accounting in Cardiff. Loves to read and eat anytime, any where. =)

(I just love bullying these two)

(notice the uncensored behind me? wakaka)


( My dearest best friend)

Today was indeed tiring mentally and emotionally.


Tired and heart broken,
-sarah iqbal-

cuci mata

Yesterday was really tiring in a way because we hadto walk too much. Haha.
Went out with sis to accompany me go check out the latest exhibition at the Annexe Gallery. This exhibition really caught my eyes coz its a black and white photography exhibition by ten Malaysian photographers including Alex Moh, Bernice Chauly and our own golden boy Pang Khee Teik.

Practically, I was drooling the whole 45 minutes i was there. The curator there was really nice. Some galleries won't let you take any pictures inside. Like the Petronas Gallery. But this guy said there should be no problem taking pictures coz its one way to promote art. True enough.
I wonder when can i ever exhibit my projects there..sigh..
I even checked out the gallery rental prices. Rm500 for a day. Wow.


















After that, went for a stroll inside Central Market. Same stuffs though. Tourists still roam the floor.

The train ride to KLCC was packed as usual.Even met a mother and her two daughters who just came back from demonstrating to abolish ISA along Masjid Jamek. The mother told me that her husband was in the ISA for two years from 2001-2003. They just wanted to make people aware on the wrong rights imposed by the ISA. They told me that while they were demonstrating, the police took away their banners and etc and many had to dispersed since Friday prayers was approaching. She even told me that, we have to fight politically if we want to free people from ISA. It was such a wonderful experience actually talking to the people involved first hand with ISA.

Me and sis went straight to Gallery Petronas. The exhibition is called Working Title. By 12 Malaysians. This exhibition is more focus on contemporary usage of art. Not much acrylic usage. =(
They used video installations, metal molds, sculpture and etc. Sadly, no photography allowed. Sad case right!?

OOh...i'm practically drooling at a grey Converse sneakers! =) While passing Oakley, encountered with some perverts. Gosh. Give me a break! I mean, you're suppose to be working! Not flirting! I mean, even the people at Central Market were nice. This is KLCC! And, i would have understood if those "kids" at the park or just somewhere along the corridors were doing those whistling sounds. But this is like low class idiots who are suppose to be working are doing these things! Mashallah!
Encountered more mediocre s on the way to the train station. O'Brien's sandwich shop. Nothing Better to do is it?! Damn.

Enough with the wrath Sarah!! Ok, to cool things off, i'm really in NEED of these few things. NEED?! ok, i was kinda exaggerating..heheh

1. This really nice leather bag from Topshop
2. This really nice belt from Topshop
3. This really nice purse from Topshop
4. This really nice skinny jeans from Topshop

Wouldnt it be nice if i could have them!!!
And, anyone close to me knows how much i adore Topshop. =)




And we ended our day with Surah Al-Fatihah and Tasbih kifarah.

Selamat berbuke! =)

Islamic Civilization Festival, CAC, 2008

Room

I know...it looks fugly rite!!! The picture above was taken thru dat small little window. Back when i was in 5th floor, we didnt have any freaking grills!! Which was wayyy cooler!!!
And, and, the study looked empty coz took it on da 2nd day of sem! Hahaahah.

Photos

OOOOOh sheeeeep!! I still havent edit nor develop my new collections of pictures that i took while i was in Malacca!! Dayum. =( Im soo sure im gonna procrastinate them till da next trip 2 sumwhr comes along.

Just watched Forgetting Sarah Marshall! What a lame movie!! +__+
But I wonder if there will be a Forgetting Sarah Iqbal....muahahha
There should be one if u really love me! Its true what!! =p

Anyway, its about dis dude who was in a relationship wif dis girl and they broke up afta dating for 5 years! Wooly sheep rite!! He was a slob and she was an actress. Finally, to cut da story short, after days of wailing like a woman, he finally moved on. =)

Things i hope for dis new semester
1. Dean's List =)
2. Nice lecturers
3. No bimbos in my class
4. Nice classmates
5. Cute dudes in my classes. (A girl can always dream rite?)
6. A room that faces the mountains. =)

I still have not send my clothes to da taylor! Yes, procrastinated again. =(
I was spose 2 send them 3 freaking months ago!! My bad.. =( Now, im gonna look like those hobos wif my old clothes. Sucky world.

Im still wondering what im forgetting... ~__~
I tend to forget stuffs all the time. Dats me. A habit im learning to kill by listing down what 2 do and always repeating what i hafta do. I sound like some whos fit 2 go 2 da asylum rite?! Or, someone whos suffering from early Alzheimer. Maybe i am..who knows..we do live in this contaminated world of nutritions. I cant blame my mind from inhaling them.

Lately, i feel like we're just a phase. I wish we were normal like others.

cheers. xoxo