We were suppose to create and design our own CD Albums based on our own preferred concept.

My concept was on eternal love. And I photographed a long road, and used it to be as my main graphic for my album. Why? Cos a long road can illustrate a never-ending journey travelled by a pair of love couples.

Yeah, some shit like that.

I spent 6 fucking sleepless nights to do this shit! I swear to God, I’m dead as a corpse now. My eyes is 3 times worse than a panda. It’s like I have 6 eyes now; 2 eyes, and 4 eyebags.
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I love the picture of the long road which I photographed at Cyberjaya just outside of my college.

I literally put my life at risk to take that photo. I stood right in the middle of the road and got honked by cars, and motorcyclists speeding off pass me like mad, and getting cock stares from all the drivers.

Yeahh. I’m still alive, Amen. lol

Well don’t think that I’m cocking or bullshitting you la okay, said got alot of cars n all, but the picture got no cars at all.

WELL THATS BECAUSE I HAD TO PHOTOSHOP THE ENTIRE PHOTO AND REMOVE ALL THE CARS

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The amount of work to complete this shit, I mean, Album right….. hmmphhhhh. Undescribable.
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I had been reaaaaally stressed out the past week. 6 sleepless nights. Fucking 6. Sleepless. Nights. And when I mention “Sleepless”, I LITERALLY meant SLEEPLESS.

I wake up in the morning, go to college, come back in the afternoon, begin my work, all the way till 4am the next day. The only break I took was during dinner, and that’s like only a 30 mins break.

And during the weekend, I woke up in the morning and rushed off to complete my Album, and did it till 7am the next day. Went to bed to get SOME rest, and woke up at 9am to begin work again.

This shitty cycle, for SIX BLOODY DAYS CONSECUTIVELY! I’m pooooofed. You can so imagine.
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p/s: You are awesome and I cherish you. If it weren’t for you accompanying me everywhere in my process of completing this assignment, and comforting me everytime I’m so super stressed out, and being a retarded ass and making me laugh like hell, I think I’d spent not only 6 sleepless nights, but 6 sleepless CRYING nights. I appreciate you being there for me at the time I needed you most because I’ve never been this stressed out and worried over an assignment before. You’re my strss rlvr! 4 5683 968 :)

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Yours truly,
Cheryl, off to Melbourne in a week’s time

Omfg my blog is so damn dead now. Sorry I have been missing in action for weeeeeeeeeeeekssss!

Please blame none other than the….
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Yeah I had dengue the past 2 weeks, and finally fully recovered. Seriously getting dengue is no fun at all.

I just found out that at my housing row, there are 8 houses which had dengue as well. The total of ppl who suffered from dengue here? I have not a clue. But it’s pretty serious here. Thankfully the ministry of health people came and did some serious fogging.

They literally came inside our house and fogged everywhere.

I had super high fever the past 2 weeks. I couldn’t eat or drink anything, because when I do, I feel like throwing out. In the end, I had to be admitted to the hospital. And went on drips.

Woah being on drips is not fun wehhhhhh. The drips was on my left hand. So my left hand was practically like paralysed.

Well okay, you can actually still use and move your hand around. Actually, you are ADVISED to move your hand around. Or not it will turn numb and swollen. Like what happened to my left hand, because I didn’t move it at all. I was too scared to move my hand around because… Okay. Imagine your hand being connected to this metal bar with tubes and water bags by a needle in your vein??

Exactly my point.

Lol.

I always have this imagination that the needle will break inside my vein. Or some shits like that.

And also because when I move my left hand too much, blood flows out from my vein.. then I can see my blood inside the tube flowing. Ughh.. damn geli.
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The first day when I was on drips, I really wasn’t use to it. I didn’t know how to move around with the metal bar and tubes and water bags with me. My mom had to help me into the toilet. YES! I have to drag the drips bar along with me into the toilet okay!

Saw how pathetic not.

And I didn’t get to bathe for 3 days. Fucking disgusting, seriously.

And firstly I didn’t know how to change my clothes.. because my left hand is stuck with the drips thing. So I had to get the nurse to help me change my shirt.  And that was the first time someone ever helped me change my shirt. And the nurse saw me braless -.-

I felt like a paralysed patient. Very embarrassing.
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Well thankfully I’m alright now. And I had not been updating my blog because I’ve been missing 2 weeks of college. That means 2 weeks load of assignments!!!!!!

I feel like killing myself now. So much to catch up. I don’t know if I can manage, but I must try. And here are some pictures of some assignments that I have been busy with these few days =)
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We were suppose to take photographs of things around us that looks like alphabets from A-Z. So we had to be really observant. Jitz helped me with this assignment when we were having a drink at Pyramid 2 days ago.

The both of us were staring at every single thing around us like retarded people. Like as though we have never went to a shopping mall before. Lol

Now everything looks like an alphabet to me!
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I designed this entire thing myself! And made it myself! I damn proud wehh.. hahahaha.

We were suppose to design a carton of any choice of our drinks.. and make the real product like as though it is being sold in the market.

So that’s my drink, Ryl’s Bubble Tea. Damn chun this assignment, cos it’s like damn real. Seriously got Ingredient, Nutrition information, manufacturer, barcode.. all that shit lahh. Hahaha.
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So yeap.

You know how fast I’m typing now not? Like speed typing you know. Cos I’m in a rush. To bathe and eat dinner. And go out after that.

Omg 2 weeks being lost in touch with everything, and now I feel like I don’t have enough time for anything!!

Okokokokokok. GOT TO GO.

Bye all!

Laters!
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Yours truly,
Cheryl, speedtypist.

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Life is so much like a routine now that classes have begun.

And yeah, I cut my hair short, again. Back to short hair, mainly because I cannot stand the heat the past few days with that shoulder length hair of mine. And also, I

was getting too impatient with the speed of my hair growing.

Seriously. When I mentioned it takes lightyears to grow long, it seriously takes LIGHTYEARS to grow long.

So screw that man.
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Yeah, as I was saying.

Life is like a routine.

I wake up to go bathe, get dressed and get ready for college. Have my breakfast before I leave home. Reach college and attend class. Jot down important notes, and

class ends. Skip lunch during breaktime because plaza’s food is simply a rip off. Rot alone in the plaza. Or if I’m lucky, I would bump into a few friends. Attend second

class after lunch break. Class ends and stress on how I am gonna go home. Class usually ends early like 2:30pm, or 3pm or so, and my sister only finsihes work and picks

me at 7pm. If I’m lucky, 6:30pm.

Whatthefuck am I going to do for 4-5 hours long of time!

This is hell.

Thankfully, Chee is a darling good friend, who’s willing to give me a ride home when both our classes end at

almost similar hours. I feel very terrible to trouble him. But waiting till 7pm is an instant killer, I swear to God. I’m soooo sorry Chee, I owe you! Thankyou!
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Oh yes, let me continue my routine.

So if I manage get home early, I would either spend my time on the computer, either surfing the net or completing my assignments (yes I have assignments

already). If not, I would take a nap. Fine, more like a-few-hours-sleep till 6pm or so.

Then dinner would be around 7pm, or whenever my sister and Nick reaches home from work. After dinner, I’ld watch tele for an hour from 8pm till 9pm. Then, computer

and assignments and talking to the bf all at one go. That’s when multitasking comes into play. And when the time is right, I go to sleep.

And the next morning when my alarm, A7X’s Warmness On The Soul rings, yet again, the same routine.

Yeap. That’s life now. A routined one.
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Anyway, would you like to know what are my subjects for this year’s semester in Bachelor of Arts (Honors) in Professional Design Degree course?

Nevermind, I’ll share anyways:

1. Graphic Design
2. Design Management Principles
3. Photography 1
4. Computer Graphics 1
5. Typography 1
6. Design Heritage 1
7. Basic Illustration

It’s only first week of classes, but I already have 7 assignments in queue!

Whatthehelliknow!
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I’m actually in the midst of completing my Photography research assignment, but I’m right here blogging. Talk about multitasking huh.

I should get back to work, and quit procrastinating and slacking. Hahah. Well before I go, here’s an artwork of mine from my previous semester last year,
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Sorry if the quality or lighting of the photo isn’t too good. Shot it in a rush last year before handing it up to my lecturer. Or maybe it’s just my terrible drawing skills.

Hahahaahha

Okay I AT LEAST hope you can guess who that is in the portrait. Please tell me you can. If not, I fail terribly as everything I am now. Lol.

I have to say lah, this is not the best portrait I drew. Her eyes is a bit off alignment if you realize. And maybe her left cheek isn’t rounded enough. I don’t know. But

what I like best is the shading of the hair.

Maybe I’ll post up my other portrait artworks next time. For critics or compliments, whatever. There’s always room for improvement anyways. Just as long I don’t

continue to laze around. Huhu

Till then, laters.
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Yours truly,
Cheryl, assignments assignments assignments!

I drew Christian Bale, but turned out to look more like Tom Cruise. I painted a canvas since 3 months ago, and it’s barely half completed. I do freelance designing, but I still don’t think my designs are creative and good enough.

Clearly I am not an artist, neither am I a painter. But am I a designer?

Is this what I want to do? Is this really what my passion is?
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I am, unfortunately, starting to wonder and think alot if this is what I really want to do. If I chose the right course. I love designing, I love arts.

But now the question is,

Can I be the best out of everyone else in this field?

My Graphic Design lecturer recently said, “The famous designers out there are the ones who stood out. To do well in this subject/course, you need to be very artistic, bold and creative. Think out of the box. You need to really, really stand out.”

And that was when I started to fear, really.

I initially wanted to pursue in Advertising mass comm. I like advertising a lot. Well like even now, in my Graphic Design course, I can choose to major either in Advertising or Marketing. I’ll definitely go for advertising.

Oh dear. I need to post this photo again, because it explains what I am feeling right now so well.
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But whatever it is, it is already too late to regret or to even have the slightest second thoughts about this. I have already completed one whole year of foundation studies, and that involves a lum sum of money as well.

No worries. I am nowhere near to wanting to switch courses. I cannot possibly be that stupid and naive anyway. I can hang in here. I still love designing anyway. Just wondering how well I’ll do in this field after I graduate.

I want to be the most creative designer!

I want to be the most artistic one!

I WANT TO STAND OUT IN THIS FIELD!

No.

I MUST. Stand out.

Sighh. Pressure pressure.
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And yes, this was exactly what I was grumbling over to the bf. I said, “I’m not an artist. I’m not a painter. I’m not a designer. I don’t know what I am. Life is hard.”

And he enlightened me with very meaningful words,

“Be who you are, and life would be easier”.
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I must and shall carry on with what and where I already am. I’m gonna be the geek or nerd or whatever you call it in class. Do the most researches ever. Come out with brilliant sketches. And think out of the box.

Omg wish me luck.

I’mma jet.

Laters.
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Yours truly,
Cheryl, why does my year leader looks like a korean cat!

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Classes are officially commencing starting tomorrow onwards. Yes. TO-MOR-ROW.

I have classes every Mondays to Fridays. But the hours are more flexible compared to last year. For an example, Thursdays are 1:30pm till 3:30pm, and Fridays is 9:30am till 1:30pm. Yay

And exactly my point of my title today, Cheryl is in need for a change of lifestyle. Like seriously, serious.
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My current lifestyle during this months of holiday:

1. Going out almost everyday, yamcha every night.

2. Coming back late at night. Or rather, early morning, like 1am 2am 3am. I need to kick off this habit. And stop practicing the line that “the night is still young” -.-

3. Sleeping really late like 3am, 4am.

4. Waking up late, and sometimes even miss my lunch hour.

5. Eating meals at odd hours.

6. Drink beer with the guys

7. Party party over friend’s place

8. Go shopping and walk aimlessly in malls, and most of the time end up spending unnecessary money wtf

9. Driving home on the roads at night alone
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This current lifestyle is just tooooooooo chilling-a-niling. And I realize that it’s time to change, or I’ll never get used to college and classes and assignments again.

I need to get that I-Love-Home feeling which I once had years ago. And I remember there was once in my period of life, where I used to feel like, “Lazy ahh wanna go out. I think I wanna stay home, better”. Like that.

Shit.

I need to get that back. Or at least, part of it back lah.

But you see, I don’t wanna be so over pressured and stressed with assignments and college and all, and not even step out of home to relax a little. All work no play makes Jack a dull boy. Works the same for everyone.

Basically, I need to re-set my priorities right once again since college is resuming.

I will study hard, and play even harder. Muahaha. Now that’s life :)

Okay lah, all in all, I need to get used staying at home more often. And part of me cant wait for college to start. I’m pretty excited for my new subjects this year degree. And curious what assignments will be like this time. But the other part of me is still lazying around, slacking and procrastinating.

HAHA.

Change cheryl change.
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Yours truly,
Cheryl, and in you I confide