Not Tracing but My Copies

This is my copy of the Praying Hands by the German Artist, Albrecht Dürer. In Grade 9, I had a different teacher for Art class, whom I also really liked. He was a real Artist, who had his own galleries and a website ( http://www.derekpigrum.com/ ) as well. We began concentrating on Human hands at the start of the year. He had assigned the class to draw a copy of the Praying Hands for homework. I took 3days to finish the drawing. And I had put a lot of effort into this, as I hadn't done any drawings with shading included. I was really into it; I wanted to make the shading look the same (or at least similar). The most difficult part of the drawing was when I tried shading in the veins. But overall, when I was done, I was extremely happy with the result and so was my teacher =).

I did this drawing for my Mom. She had given me a photo which she printed out from the Internet to be drawn, par moi. It was a project from Mom to Me, as she knew that I started to take an interest in art. I don't know what's the name of the original picture though, sorry =/. But I'll give you the details of the drawing. There's 2girls, one is looking out at the forest, while the other is faced to the other side. And no, the girl is not driving a car -_-. Nor is there a rollercoaster on top of the forest trees. It took me awhile to make this, as it was quite a big piece of paper.

This was drawn by pencil first, of course. And then colored by my all time favorite, C&C...Charcoal & Chalk ;P. I was happy with the outcome of this one as well. And I always get excited when I look at my finished drawings anyways ;D... even if it doesn't look as good as You may think so. But I always love my drawings because I know that I've put a lot of love and effort into each and every single one of them.

This is................? can You guess?? I hope You can -_- Because most people can't...

Well, then...have You guessed?? Ok, beware...I Am Your Father (not really, but you know what I mean...hehe)..........It's Darth Vader..!!Weee...drawn from the side view..!!Can You see it now?

Ok, well this was also drawn by pencil, then Charchoal & Chalk. It was also a project given by my step dad and it was not a school project. The teeth of DV were extremely hard and annoying to make. Mainly that part of the face I had struggled with because of the shadows and sharp type of mechanical like jaw and mouth =/. But yeah, now I'm experimenting with more Hand drawings, like gestures and movements. I'm starting to get better at them =)

If anyone would like me to draw a copy of a drawing for them or anything, I'd be more than delighted too! It'd be great if you do, so that I'd have a new project at hand for me at least ;) xx

Farewell VIS

9A



On the last week of me studying in VIS, my Homeroom made a farewell party for me, together with a hand-baked cheesecake and chocolate brownies. They also made a sweet Farewell poster for me, with a huge Red Heart on it. And which is now on the wall of my bedroom =) All of that was during the winter season. 


During lunch time, my friends and I went out to the field and played snowball fights. Whilst I was busy running everywhere and aiming at everyone, my other friend took pictures of the beautiful, crazy and fun moments of the scenes. It was very tiring as the snow was so deep!

It was like an exercise ;P but we were all smiling from ear to ear, which was just great! Our clothes got so wet from the snow though. After school, we stayed back to catch up and had more snowball fights. I just love it when the snow was so thick and soft! It made a better snowball...hehehe =X


2nd Poster <3



My friends whom I had the snowball fights with also gave me a Farewell present, as well as a Farewell poster, just like what my HR had done for me.



Glan Coco



The present was an adorable huge-eyed Monkey! (And no, Monkeys are not my favourite animal, Cats are =P) But I didn't mind it, it was really cute (he's a bit creepy though, see him for yourself!) I gave him a name, it's 'Glan Coco'. The tag said 'Coconut', but that's a *blergh* name. So Glan Coco is his Namo =D I have a few photos to be shared, I can't post them all, there's too many of them.

VIS was a great school at first, it was a different, but yet fun experience. Just that people changed there, most students just became crazy wild, loud and rude. In the end, it wasn't appropriate to be called a school anymore.

These were the great experiences which I've had when I was in VIS; birthday parties, sleepovers, swimming in the river with friends, giant trampolines, fashion gala, rainy sports day, peace day,
pink ribbon day, world's aids day, halloween party and let's not forget about the snow ball fights ;).

 

Love to Eat, Love to Cook



Omelette Souffle



Art wasn't the only thing that I was interested in. VIS also had a Cooking Class, which was called Food Tech. In Food Tech, we cooked and baked various kinds of food. The food that we made were like Quiche, Pizza, Apple Crumble, Swiss Roll, Curry, Soup, Crepes, Omelette Souffle and many more. Before making our food, our teacher would demonstrate how to make it in the earlier classes.

When it was our turn to make it ourselves, we could either follow the recipe given by the teacher, or we made one up. I usually asked my Mom to help me with that and she'd give me all kinds of ideas (as usual ;)) of ingredients to be used. When it came to the Practical work, it's always so much fun!

I wasn't too bad at making Savoury food, but I was (still am) horrible at baking Sweet food (Desserts of course xD). But it wasn't just Practical work in FT, we also had to do some Theory work. We had to write down some ideas and also explain about what happened during the Practical work and how do we improve it...Yadi..Yadi..Yada..Those type of stuff -_-. I think it was called an 'Evaluation'.



My Japanese Friend and I.

 When I was younger, I used to say that I wanted to be a Chef. I liked cooking since I was 9years old or so. But in the schools that I've been to, they didn't have a Cooking Class..they had Wood Tech and ICT but not Food Tech. So I didn't get a chance to do any cooking in school before, until I went to VIS. I was truly excited and I always looked forward to FT. It's a hassle sometimes to get your own ingredients and pack them neatly in containers to bring for the Prac Work. But in the end, it's always worth it ;).

I love Cooking and Art..and Sports..and Music..and Eating...and Sleeping...and my Family.....hehe..you get the idea ;D <3

Fascination of Art



Olive Jars

I got more comfortable with VIS when I was in Year 8. That was when I started to love the work of Art. I had such an amazing and kind Art Teacher (though most students disliked her =/) who inspired me. The Art Class there was much more serious yet fun at the same time. We actually had projects to do and at the end of the semester we had to create our own drawing, using either charcoal, chalk or oil pastel.

The 1^st project which we all had done was drawing Olive Jars. We mixed oil pastel colours to create the colours which looked similar to the colour of the olives, bottle caps, labels, everything related to the object. It wasn’t just a matter of drawing it; we had to observe the object carefully. The challenge of that project was the curves of the jar bottles. Some draw it flat as it appears in front of them, but actually it has some curves around it.

Boxes from perfumes, make up, jewellries etc.



The 2^nd project was drawing A4 sized boxes or smaller, placed on top of each other and in a 3D angle, which we coloured in with felt-tips. It wasn’t as easy as it sounded, you can mess it up quite easily, especially by using felt-tips. The reason is, if you coloured in the boxes diagonally, vertically and criss-cross at the same time, it would appear very messy. Therefore, you had to be really careful and precise with the way you coloured the boxes in, or else it’ll turn out Pretty Ugly.

 

Oranges



The 3^rd project was drawing a kind of fruit, using chalks. The fruit was cut into pieces, mine was oranges. Before drawing the fruits, we had to take a photo of them first as we take at least 2-3 weeks to finish every project. Everyone else took a photo of their fruit from a bird’s eye view, whereas I took a photo of it from an angle...worm’s eye view? well, something like that ;P. I knew it would be a hard task but I wanted it to be different from others, not just flat oranges on a paper, I wanted to cover the whole page.



Corpse Bride



The 4^th project was the final one and I had a difficulty on deciding what and which photo to choose to draw from. My ideas were drawing a human’s eyes, cat paw or a feather. I asked my mom for ideas and she thought of an eagle’s face or Corpse Bride. I practiced drawing all of them beforehand and because my mom really likes Corpse Bride, I decided to draw that for my final project.

It was harder to draw CB on a bigger sized paper and we had to use charcoal for that. It was my first time using charcoal, so I was very careful as I was scared to get the drawing dirty. But I hadn’t known that charcoal could be erased...until I saw others using the eraser xD. I was still careful with it though, it was really fun using charcoals. Now, I find charcoal and chalk much better to use, than oil pastel.

My admiration of Art began from Mrs. J’s class and I’m very thankful that I had learnt something new and something that I actually like, all because of her. Now, I wish I could and would do something related with Art in the near future.

P.S- Let me know what you think of them, please =).

3rd Luck's a Charm

In the beginning, I had problems with making friends. That was due to the fact that I was in a different country, different environment, different school system and around different people who came from various countries around the world. Now that I think of it again, it was a big change for me actually...moving to another country and learning 2 other languages as well. But I hadn’t thought about it that much then =/.

Well, it was hard making friends there because everyone had their own group of friends to hang out with, whereas in my last school, there was no such thing as groups. Everyone was friends with everyone but maybe that was because it was a small school though...hmm x). Anyways, in VIS I moved from a group to another, one of the groups was overly friendly in a very creepy, clingy way.

Finally, I found the right group of people to hang out with (3rd group). It made me real happy, they were very friendly, they included me in everything, invited me to birthday parties and sleepovers. Those were new to me, back home we didn’t do sleepovers or anything like that. New country, new friends, new school, new experiences =).

Out with the Old and In with the New.

Vienna International School

When I went to VIS, I had to repeat a semester of Year 7 but not because I was dumb or anything =P. But because of the school's system, they wouldn't place students in their actual class year by following the Year which they were born but by the Month they were born. Therefore, when a student's born on late months of the year (comme moi), they would have to go down a year below =/. I didn't understand the system at first, thought it was really unfair.

The other reason of why I had to repeat was because of my inexperienced knowledge of the French Language. I absolutely had no idea of how to speak, write or read French. So if I had gone straight to Year 8...I would have been the slowest one in the French Class. Therefore by repeating, I had some months to get my French up to speed as my other classmates. (Now I’m pretty good at it ;D)

VIS was such a different school and I was beyond shocked on my first day. In that school, they had Homerooms, but after HR, the students separated to go to different classes, instead of staying in one classroom. I was panicking at first because I didn't know where to go. But luckily the girls from my HR helped me out and showed me to my classes (for a week =)).

After that I recognized the school more and knew where my classes were, so it was no problem. It was a shocker to me as, in my previous schools; we had about 4 classrooms for each year, which was our Homeroom and Classroom altogether. We didn't have to move around the school to get to our classes but instead, different teachers come in the same classroom, which was simpler and much more convenient.

The good thing about the school was that there's no Uniform to be worn! We could wear anything we wanted to, "supposedly"...appropriate clothing.

Beaconhouse Sri Inai

It was a shock to me when I first attended BSI. That's because, in the whole school they only had One class of standard 6 (only in that year though x)). It was a class of about 20+ students.

In the Beginning, I wasn't really friends with the girls in the class, except for One. But then throughout that year, all of us, even the boys became closer friends (like a family). It was so much fun at that time. Everyone made silly, funny jokes and we always made fun of the Principal. And whenever a teacher doesn't enter the classroom, we either played Charades, Hangman on the whiteboard or even made up silly stories of a person in the class. 



Standard 6 was when there's this huge exam at the end of the year, it's called UPSR. It was a serious year on account to getting yourself around the books. I was fooling around a lot at first though, but by the middle of the year, I started to think more about the exam. I remember, when the exam came up, I was very sick, I was coughing a lot and my nose was runny as well (too much info...hehe, I know =P). It was beyond annoying, not only for me but I'm sure for my classmates as well to have heard me coughing aloud constantly. I had tons of tissues with me. What made it worse was that the air conditioner was put on high, so it was extremely cold as well in the room. But all in all, I achieved a fairly good result...I didn't fail!!;P



I'm the last one on the right-hand side.

And throughout my whole Primary School year, this school had been the best of all and I've made good friends there <3.  

Tanzen



In Ballet Class.



(Continuation) The other thing that I remember while I was still in that school was when I chose Tap Dancing as my extra choice subject. At that time, I hadn’t really been interested in anything, not Art, not Dancing, or anything else. I asked my Mom to choose for me instead as I had no idea what to do, the choices were Dancing, Art, Tap-Dancing, Music (I think) and Drama.

So yeah, I did Tap Dancing and it was extremely embarrassing. I had to change and wear this shiny green ugly, yet again ITCHY (yes, I have issues with uncomfortable itchy clothing) leotard for every lesson, with the loud Tap shoes. And every time after I got changed into my attire, I would walk as quickly as possible to enter my Tap class. That’s because whenever the boys saw me in that attire, they would make remarks of it which in the end, it made me chase after them. It’s quite funny now that I think of it because I was running with the Tap shoes on, which was very loud on the concrete floor...So everyone else saw me running after them as well xD.

It’s actually sad and I regret it now that I wasn't keen on Tap Dancing or any of those activities then. It is rather too late to realise that now I’m really interested in Art and Dancing. And I just remembered, my Mom had also sent me for ballet lessons but I didn’t enjoy that either at that time. I had those chances and opportunities but I didn’t make good use of them. And now, ironically enough I want to learn how to Dance. Those were my experiences while in Sri KDU. As some say “You should learn from your experience/mistakes.” and also “Life is an opportunity, benefit from it.”

Sri KDU

 

Sri KDU was the 2^nd primary school which I went to after SSP but instead of a Public, it’s a Private School. So far, among the schools that I’ve ever been to, Sri KDU had the best cafeteria food. They had so many varieties of food to choose from, but it was a bit expensive (worth it though).

I remember I had the Nasi Lemak during Break time quite often (sometimes Laksa Asam). Then there’s the large French Fries during Lunch time, they were so soft in the inside but very crispy on the outside. You will never see a day when the cafeteria isn’t packed with students. Even after school, it would still be open and some parents would go there to buy some food. When my sister, Amira had her Fencing lessons after school, I would go down and buy some blueberry tarts for us...c’est tres delicieux! =D



Cafeteria in Sri KDU.



In Sri KDU, it was where I had first learnt Mandarin. Mandarin was the extra language that we had to study; they didn’t have other choices of languages to pick from like French, Spanish or German. The class was divided into 3groups, which were Basic, Intermediate and Advanced. I was in the Basic Mandarin Class of course but I wasn’t too bad at it ;). But now, I can’t remember any Mandarin words which were mainly due to the lousy Mandarin Teacher in the next school. Then there's the Tap-Dancing Class..........(to be continued)



Truancy

The only story and clear memory which I have of this school was when I had skipped a few days of school without anyone knowing, at first. As my mom had describe it recently, it was called 'Truancy' ;D But no, I hadn't done that for my own amusement or to scare my Mom (who was in Dubai). I did that because of the psychotic teachers who were hired in that school. They didn't make me feel comfortable to be in it, they weren't even friendly or nice (to me at least).

So yeah, I skipped a few days..or was it only one?I'm not quite sure about that but since in Public School, the hours of school weren't as long as in Private, I didn't need to wait around the school area for the day to end for long. And yeah, I skipped the classes but I was still around the school area (I was just 9 years old) I couldn't go anywhere else but stayed around the school compound. I couldn't (and didn't want to) call anyone to pick me up as they thought I was in school ;P.

It's definitely not your typical skipping school day where you fake sick or anything like that which lead to you staying at home, na'ah..nothing like that. I was staying at my aunties at that time and I couldn't just walk back by myself (9 years old), I didn't even know where the direction to her house was. So I just waited for the day to end and for the school bus to pick me up. That was what I had experienced while I was in that Government School. And in the end, of course my teacher found me as one of the students who saw me, snitched on me -_-.

I do wonder, what could and would have happened if I had gone out of the school compound and walked about elsewhere for the time and day to pass by.....

This is the type of sports that we play during that age.

Sekolah Sri Petaling

Sports Day-Only Photos I have of being in SSP.

Sekolah Sri Petaling was the first (and last) public school which I had gone to for Primary. I didn't finish my Primary School there though, I was there for 3years. I absolutely hated that school, (more like Despise it ;)) it's the worst school that I've ever attended. I'm trully thankful that I didn't stay there for 6years =/. I was the only one in my family which hadn't finish Primary there. My other siblings attented the same School but all of them finished it there, they lasted while I hadn't. But I was glad to get out of that Hell School!I really don't have any good memories at all of being in there.

In that school, whenever one doesn't get his/her homework done on time, they don't get a simple detention, instead they get hit (hard) on their hands by a ruler. And no, it's not even the normal sized ruler, it's the big white/blackboard wooden ruler which was used by the teachers.

Not only that, the teachers there were (maybe still are) extremely strict, fierce and terrifying. Especially the Religious teachers, they're crazy, ironically =/. Ohh,wow I remember whenever I couldn't answer or read the Arabic words, they'll stare at me as if they were going to eat me up whole..*shudders*.

In those 3 years, i've had the same Religious teacher twice and then another one but he was still as bad as the first one. It was not only them though, the English teachers were also scary, they were usually ladies..they never smile =0 as well as my PE teacher! Can you believe that, he was only a PE teacher and he looked like he was going to kill you when you forget to bring your PE attire. These reasons had made me done something, a normal 9 year old wouldn't've done.

Garden International School



When I was at the age of 3+, I had gone to a Kindergarden which was called Garden International School. I was there for about 2years. And I'm the little girl in Green on that photo ;). The only memory which I have about being in Kindergarden was when I had performed this Indian Dance. But not all was performing an Indian Dance. The others were either performing a Chinese Dance or a Malay Dance.

We were all dressed up on that night of course, I had to wear this very uncomfortable and extremely itchy costume with some makeup put on as well. I remember that I wanted to wear the Chinese costume instead as it was much prettier and it was in pink. (Pink's one of my favourite colours, typical..I know ;D) But I couldn't of course. Sadly, I don't have a photo of that night with me right now to show.

All I know is that it was a fun night and I wasn't even nervous as I do get nowadays. And there's actually a few things that I do miss about being a little kid. I miss how we can do anything and everything without worrying or caring of what anyone thought of it (in a good kind of situation) e.g. Performing infront of people and not getting nervous as you don't feel self-conscious of yourself at that age. But the thing is,as we get older, we're more wiser, we understand more and we are more aware of our surroundings. That makes us think twice about what we say or do in life. But when you're a little kid, you're just an adventurous, cute little rebel. Now, I understand when one says that growing up is boring ;)

New Beginnings

Hello there everyone!

Well,from today onwards (at least,i hope so) i'll be starting to write my own blog. I've always thought about making one but I just didn't know what to write about and whether or not I'll stick to it, but i'll Try. I decided to make one right now because my Mom suggested it to me and said that I had alot of interesting stories to write about, since I'm very Sentimental. So,we'll see about that ;) Hopefully, for my sake that creating a blog would be a great New Beginning for me. I'll start by sharing and talking about my Childhood Life and so on, if you Readers who would like to know more, stick and read. And if not, leave right now -_- 

P.S- Give me some credit~ still new at this!Enjoy xx.