So say goodnight, our first goodbye.

YM blew bout a hundred over for Nightmare Before Christmas figurines. I would totally do that too if i had the moo-lah.
Speaking of NBC i adore that show. Or anything from Tim Burton, really. I love
Jack

Oogie Boogie

Doctor Finklestein

I love the songs What’s This? and This is Halloween.

Music Schmusic. Ooh lets talk about music.
When it comes to music i listen to, i guess i can narrow the genre down to punk/ alt rock. I only don’t listen to those really hardcore rap. Or the kind of songs that repeat themselves over again and again. YES SHORTY GOT LOW I CAN SEE THAT. totally shallow.

i guess the lyrics are the most important part of whether a song will attract me.
Take the band, Fall Out Boy, for example. I’m not as a “hardcore” fan as i was back in the days but I can definitely say that their lyrics kick ass. They’re not that awesome live though. Ahaha oops.
Panic at the Disco’s lyrics are awesome too. Recommended; Time to Dance and Build God, Then We’ll Talk. Insane.
However Panic’s new cd is really musically driven. But its goood.
I can really see the Beatles references to it too. Dig the Beatles. My favorite song is In My Life and next comes Eleanor Rigby.

Okay fan moment is over.

Funny how time goes by so fast. Next thing you know, I’ll be working, engaged and probably still stuck here.
I remember during o levels period, people used to ask me what was my dream job all the time. They’d be all like, “So what course do you want to do? What job do you want to have in the future?”

And i’d be, “I don’t know. I really don’t know. No, really, no.”
or if i’m in a good mood, i’ll bother talking more words and think of some job that they’d assume i would obviously choose… “Well, i’m not sure but maybe.. something to do with designing?… You know, cause i can draw… so it’ll be good.”

Here’s a secret. I’m lying. I do know what i want to do. But I’m too ashamed to say it out loud. I fear that if i do, i might realize how hard it would be for me to achieve it. I don’t want to admit that I might be dreaming too big.
There’s a shitload of things going on in my head. I’m a fucking dreamer and i can’t make up my mind on whether that’s a good thing.

Hopefully, in 8 about years time i won’t be looking back and shaking my head in amazement of what a weirdo i was. I don’t want to do desk-bound job. I want to make it. I’ll prove it. Fingers crossed and hold your breath.

watch this space.
Trina, out.

me like dem band boys wit dier veiny armz. srsly.

I haven’t blogged something like this in a very long time so i hope this post doesn’t come out awkward.

On saturday, i went out with my good friend YM (hello fellow butsky!). We kinda chilled out at our secondary school. Yea i know what you’re thinking; “Wait- secondary school? Dude, what is wrong with you?” But I like my old school and i miss the fun days we’d have.

I remember once, we had a water fight outside the toilet, involving water bottles, hoses and sinks. After that, we walked around the empty school soaking wet. I was one of the clever, lucky ones who didn’t get wet.

We’d also hang around the teacher’s staff room, calling certain random teachers to the door and then bluntly asking them;” Do you have anything to eat?” Surprisingly, all the time, we’d leave the staff room with food in our hands.

Anyway, back to what i did in school. I went there to check out this years’ o level students. None of the students doing paper cut were there this time so me and ym played with the clay. It’s pretty fun except that you can’t do big items if not it’ll crack. i did a muffin figure with a detachable cover while ym did a dunny figurine. Coolios.

From what i’ve seen, the paper cut students have good ideas but they’re just slow in the production. Speaking of that, I have this dilemma i don’t know if i should sell my artwork. I mean, it fetches a good price but i have a certain amount of attachment to it. Ending off with gobs of disgust.

Seriously i felt i could have done way better but i’m the last minute kind of person so this was a rushed work. People seem to miss the rocking horse in the center. 

Okay, i admit. The guy at the bottom left is Brendon. No MEL i am not obsessed.

aha omgwtfbbq

but this guy is king at funny faces. 



ok ok i iz done with dem pikturez.
(aha pardon me but i like typing out in this silly way. ITS ALL THE RAGE. yo.)
 

YM bought me fishies! Haha the funny thing is that i left her house with (AWW THIS ORANGE CAT IS LURKING OUTSIDE MY HOUSE. This is the third time it’s come over but my parents don’t wanna let it in. Ha once it sauntered into the house through the gates how cute is that? Me and my brother were giggling at it mewing outside.) okay where was i? oh right. The funny thing is that i left the house with 5 fishes and arrived home with 3.

I even named them. Gregory, Poop, Snazzy, Nemo and Travis McKoy (named after the great Travis McCoy of Gym Class Heroes). So far, the remaining fishies alive are POOP and SNAZZY. Props to them for surviving this long.

Silly photos;


Aha diz be my best friend. Funneh.

i have no idea where this post is going. But i’ll just leave it as that. I’m off to dig my nose now.


PSYCH!

fecking shitty photos be credited tuh me. me.
man, the w33d is getting to me.

No school like old school

WE BE GOING OLD SCHOOL-
In the era where cds were yet to be a new thing, video cassettes ruled the television screen. As a kid, they were a crazy part of my life. I remember choosing a tape from my “extensive” collection, placing it into the vcr and then settling down for dinner in front of the telly. 

Disney movies were just, in plain text, CLASSICS. Has anyone never watched a disney show? If you haven’t, my dear friend, better late than never.

My personal favorite is probably the Disney Princess collection. There are 8 disney princesses altogether and i think there’s a few new ones coming. But i digress.

Did you know that Snow White, the first of the princesses, was made in 1937? Did you know that Mulan was the “last” princess movie, made in 1998? Personally, I’m not a girly girl at all. I do love the movies though.

My top 3 favorite Disney Princesses are;

3. Ariel from The Little Mermaid (is my #1 fav)

Dude. It’s a princess mermaid. Who can sing amazingly. I’ve always liked the way her body moved so gracefully in the water. And that evil witch/ octopus woman scares me.

2.Aurora from Sleeping Beauty

Two words. HER HAIR. It looks so soft and bouncy in the movie, I’m jealous of her. 
The love between her and Prince Phillip(who is the ONLY good looking prince btw) was so strong. He didn’t matter if she was a peasant, he fought with all his might for his true love!!

1.Pocahontas from well, Pocahontas

What a pretty girl. Love her features. The songs in this movie hold a lot of meaning and are just plain good. 
Sugar, spice and, oh, pretty hair accompanied with good songs. That’s what disney princesses are made out of.

However, there are more Disney classics too. Some other of my favs are Alice in Wonderland (cheshire cat scares the heck out of me. love the mad hatter and the march hare.) and The Aristocats (me love them singing cats).

The memories of some of these movies are not very clear. I miss those days when I could pop the video cassette into the vcr and watch these videos freely. Recently, I’ve been trying to find the vcds for The Little Mermaid, but sadly to no avail. One day, i promise i will get my hands on them.

My brother, who is.. 7 years younger than me, has not watched many of these movies and i feel sad for him (or kids like him for that matter). When I’m older, with kids, i’d definitely try my best to have these movies and i’ll let them watch it. 

Right now I’m trying to hum along to the tune of Colors of The Wind. I’m trying to remember the words, the glorious past. Wish me luck. 

“You can own the Earth and still, all you’ll own is Earth until you can paint with all the colors of the wind.”

“Some people are just born with tragedy in their blood.”

Okay, it is my time to do some MRT post. I’m sorry but if you can’t beat them, join them. 

First off, what is with people and their immediate attraction to metal poles? Imagine this. Lift doors open. Lady rushes in. Lady sees pole. Lady PUTS HER WHOLE BODY against pole. Trina goes: ” mfshggerh.. a**w*pe.”
And tries to send deadly laser rays to the lady to try to eliminate her obstructing body.

Honestly, why do they do things like that? Once my friend had experienced the same thing. The only difference was that someone bothered to tell that person off. I want to do that. Trina is mean. Trina be tough. Trina don’t let no one push her around in trains. Trina will tell person off. And throw in a few slaps too.

I make it a point to be nice on trains. You don’t see me being this nice to my sister, nosirree. I say ‘excuse me’. I say ‘sorry’. But people don’t ever reciprocate. I don’t care if you just finished work! I don’t care if you had to skip lunch! If i can be a pleasant person on the train then you should be too.

Everytime the train doors open, I find myself being pushed. People are rushing out of the carriages. Maybe this is due to my relative shortness. Maybe I don’t look friendly so people are scared of me. Yesterday, I purposely poked some people’s legs with my art file because they were getting too close for comfort. (Not sexually.) Mua ha ha.

I try not to sit on trains because I feel really guilty. You know, in case there’s some old/ pregnant person who needs it. But sometimes, you gotta do what you gotta do. It’s a long 45 minute ride back home, you know. I got pissed at this guy I was sitting next to the other day. The sleeve of his shirt was just conveniently itching me. So I move a little bit, away from The Itchy Sleeve. It perseveres relentlessly, enjoying the fact that I am being very annoyed but can nothing about it. Whatever. I’m over this.

i love DONNIE DARKO.
honestly, it is one of my most favorite films.

what kind of films do you guys watch?
(attempting to spark some type of internet conversation.)

on that note, i can’t wait to watch this.
SNAZZY.

cowbiscuitlicious

yessus. i iz moo-dy with da moo-stachio.
i don’t know how to mirror the picture. sorry.

Too much like a love song.

Hello there. Put a smile on your face, my darling busy bee.
The sun is gleaming like a coin
but it can’t be as happy as me.
You drive yourself too hard, my love.
Work yourself to the bone.
Who needs all these momentary gains,
when in the end, you’d be alone?
Maybe you should search for me
if only you’d ever try.
I’ll wait for you patiently,
I can never say goodbye.
I’m in your pretty, little head.
I’m at the back of your mind.
I’m hiding behind the railing’s shadows
the flowers are entwined.
I’ll be there in a heartbeat.
Just, if you’d only, wish for me.
I’ll be there in a heartbeat.
Just for you, my busy bee.
-

Wrote that way long ago, when i was happy and in love.