Both Collide So Perfectly.

Everything tends to be malfunctioning. Them plans that we have made are all crossed out in red. Patience is just the answer to everything.

In the real world. Tons of grins and laughter filled the meet up at McDonald with my mates on Tuesday. Love them to pixels, each and everyone of them. Even though throughout the years, we had a lot of mild bumps and complication here and there. In the end, we somehow seem to sync back again with zeal.

Them Tunes.

Narmi! Check him out ;-)

The Transient Beauty of Youth.

A beautiful Saturday morning. How I wish the tar outside, worn out roofs, trees and newly-cut grasses to be all lush, covered with thick snow. I bet all of you are waiting with your rounder's bat at the mo. Shall we sack it? We shall. I've been neglecting this little spillage blog of mine transiently due to the numerous amount of tenacious action going on in life. Action? In life? Lies. The undeniable laziness in me had somehow escaped its bars and is causing a tantrum lately. That explains that. Nothing rad is happening in life, been going back and forth from Bukit Rahman Putra to Wangsa Maju for a breather and just to revive the old daily schedule at Mak Zam's. Some say I'm a wee bit phlegmatic as I flew back home (ninja-style!) after a long period of being imprisoned in Langkawi. Some say I've transformed wholly into a different being that contradicts with the old self. I've been confined in Langkawi for a while, 5 aggravating months to be precise, different environment, facing various people all over the peninsula, stuffing my already-packed head with assorted knowledge that are useful yet may be useless, the daily schedule consists of me having a packet of Oreos in hand and finishing it in an hour while stamping those fluorescent Post-it notes on the holy History non-fiction. See. My life had changed entirely. Thus the old lass tries to adapt to the whole new life. Hence, she changes by its own nature. So please, I beg. Quit whining and whimpering about the current me.

Lately, nothing good.

Quirky Finds.

Opening today next to and in Philadelphia's Schuylkill River (between Market Street and Chestnut Street) is Light Drift by Eric Höweler and J. Meejin Yoon's MY Studio. According to the city's Mural Arts Program, "Light Drift creates an atmosphere, a field of lights that transform in color and intensity based on the public interaction with it."



The orbs on land are cushion-like seats that respond to the presence of people. When occupied, signals are sent via RFID tags to the floating orbs which then pulse between green and blue.



The "resting state" for the orbs is an alien-like green (below). As the top rendering shows, the land orbs signal to their floating companions diagonally, so when more than one person engages the different seats the effect is a criss-cross; the more people the merrier.



To quote Mural Arts again, "The individual elements are vacuum formed translucent shells molded from PETG (Polyethylene Terephthalate Glycol). PETG is a non-toxic and fully recyclable material that is milky in color, easy to mold, and acts as a diffusing element for the lighting inside. The electronics consist of custom micro controllers and RFID (radio frequency identification) transmitters, allowing each orb in the field to be addressable, and specifically controlled by transmitters on the land. LED (Light Emitting Diode) lighting allows the orbs to glow and change colors."



The installation will be on exhibition until Sunday, coinciding with the end of Design Philadelphia. "After Light Drift is de-installed, the project may be reinstalled at a second venue in Boston, on the Charles River. When the project is finished, the PETG materials will be recycled." Check out Eric Höweler's flickr set on the project for many more photos of the installation and its assembly.

[Via: Archidose]

Everything Is Average Nowadays.

Gay faces, ya I know. + EYEBAAAAAGS.

Webcam-whoring while trying on the jubah/abaya I just bought in the afternoon for Umrah next month. People, oui, this is the real Aisyah. All sized up. Hah.

Started my day with ma mere's marvelous noodles which I haven't had for ages, so yes, it was totally delicious. And made my way to Nina's house all the way in Rawang to catch up on the latest gossips (gossips ke?), our whole conversation started with the typical Sup, hows your life in boarding school. And it lasted for an hour or so. As per usual, we talked non-stop. Especially when Asma, the sista is around. Then off to Shah Alam to scavenge for some Umrah apparels and yes, lunch at Noodle Station wasn't that bad. I felt a wee bit weird when my drink arrived looking like some yellow dye that had been dropped purposely inside some drink. But, it was good. Like seriously good. I literally drop dead in the car after a few minutes settling my glutenous maximus. The end of today.

I just think everything is pointless nowadays. Help me revive myself, please?

Whatever You Like.

I'm having one of those days where I would re-read my old posts in the previous years. I miss the old days. Those days, I cherish the most.