wicked wonderland

kopisie

2007-09-15T23:14:00.004+08:00

Milk Tea stared into space long enough for me to draw her an imaginary friend who has the same hobby as her.

as july/august as can be

2007-09-03T21:49:00.004+08:00

Hello September. Occassional moments of rain are fine. Please don't make it into a habit though. That is not a very nice thing to do.

Will you have tea with me one day, Lynne?

2007-07-12T15:12:00.003+08:00

A panda walks into a café. He orders a sandwich, eats it, then draws a gun and fires two shots in the air.

"Why?" asks the confused waiter, as the panda makes towards the exit. The panda produces a badly punctuated wildlife manual and tosses it over his shoulder.

"I'm a panda," he says at the door. "Look it up."

The waiter turns to the relevant entry and, sure enough, finds an explanation.

"Panda. Large black-and-white bear-like mammal, native to China. Eats, shoots and leaves."

So punctuation really does matter, even if it is only occasionally a matter of life and death.

This has to be the wittiest thing I have read for a long time ever. If the excerpt alone is such a delight to read, you can't go wrong with the rest of it. I am halfway into the book. And every page till now is filled with classic examples and wry humour.

+ Eats, Shoots & Leaves . Lynne Truss
+ And I thought of Miss Tortured Soul, her army of soldiers and Mr Harrison the thief.

ali

2007-06-14T20:15:00.003+08:00

While in the midst of tidying up my life, I chanced upon a couple of long lost friends and thought of a few more along the way. Here is one of them. She was meant to appear on the cover of a children's lunchbox but she did not make it eventually. Welcome to wicked wonderland, Ali. It feels good to see you once more after all this while.

2007-06-08T01:04:00.002+08:00

Things are falling nicely into place at this point in time. Mr Chicago Tan was right. The stars and the universe are finally aligning themselves in my favour. Life can only get better. If not, sweeter.

chapter 1 . tokyo/osaka . 7/5 - 17/5

2007-05-21T03:27:00.004+08:00

Before everything else starts rolling our way, let's hold on to the beautiful moments of our adventure no matter how fleeting they were. See you in a while, Tokyo/Osaka. We'll be back to claim our hearts.

T1 Pacific Coffee Company

2007-05-07T21:36:00.002+08:00

We are going on an adventure. A trip so exciting that everything else can wait. How wonderful can life get? Get ready for us, Tokyo and Osaka!

lousyboy's snapshots collection 001

2007-02-17T18:17:00.008+08:00

putting the smile back

2006-11-20T14:24:00.005+08:00

I did this a while ago. It seems appropriate to recycle it now after watching An Inconvenient Truth which is a presentation on global warming by Mr Al Gore. Although our existing world population stands at 6.5 billion and which makes me only to be an insignificant fraction of it, I love to think that a lot can still be done on my part. So with a decent amount of hope and optimism, let's spread the word and some love. In the words of Mr Al Gore, let's do the right thing now.

honey-coated days

2006-11-07T09:12:00.002+08:00

I fell into the world of 2 rich men, 1 poor woman and 1 rich woman. I thought I never get to see the light at the end of the tunnel or the silver lining behind the cloud. With a huge sigh of relief, I'm almost out of there. Soon. Very soon. My ordeal will be over. Knock me out, my dear friends. If I ever speak of going in there once more. Days of freedom have never tasted so sweet before.

lousy playground

2006-10-30T01:11:00.002+08:00

miss pea in a lousy playground...no wonder she is having a lousy time recently. hope she can come out and play soon.

disconnected thoughts

2006-09-16T22:29:00.010+08:00

The above was taken back in July where lamp post no. 189 is situated along an endless stretch of road. Somehow, it sums up all thoughts and feelings for the past week and perhaps even the week ahead too. I'm looking forward to the latter especially after being stuck in the rut for so long.

A veteran A & E doctor in a drama serial that I'm watching these days once mentioned that he did not enter the profession with noble thoughts of wanting to save lives. All he wants is to provide hope for the patients and their loved ones. What a wise scriptwriter there must be behind the serial. Indeed, hope gives us the courage to move on and keeps us looking forward to better days ahead.

Erm. I think I'm the only one who misses watching Miss Match and its opening sequence on cable. What happened to whiny Kate and lovable Michael?

so far so good

2006-09-09T01:22:00.005+08:00

Things are moving terribly slowly but at the vey least, they are moving. I'm getting used to having a workspace within a jump out of the bed. If I do believe in Lousyboy's fengshui talk, I'm at a very good spot typing all this out now. There is not much to boast about the side view of a library. All I see are rows and columns of white rectangular panels. Depending on the time of the day, the space does get a bit too windy/hot/bright for my liking. But all this aside, I love the current arrangement. I'm a happy girl. Yea!

hapless harriet

2006-08-26T00:39:00.003+08:00

All she wishes for is to have her cup of tea.

I wanted to write more about Harriet and her cup of tea but the only thing I'm capable of doing now is to stare at the screen. I wanted to write more about staring at the screen but the only thing I can do now is to stare at it even more.

Good night, everybody. I think I will fare better in my sleep.

to do:

2006-08-17T15:26:00.005+08:00

sort out redbucket's portfolio so that no. 2 can be done.
give redbucket's neglected website its due makeover.
paint 2 works for brother's new home before 25/9.
select appropriate songs for his wedding clip.
start exercising.
save up for no 7, 8 and 9.
a studio away from home, cable tv and the bed.
an illustration and/or pattern-making course.
ticket out of here.
draw and paint more.
read more.
paperwork for redbucket.
art classes for matthew and natalie.
marshmallow royal. morning glory you. hello neighbour. yes, please.
tidy up wicked wonderland.
prepare for christmas.

describe in not more than 5 sentences

2006-08-07T22:49:00.005+08:00

I am so incapable of piecing a longer entry more than a paragraph for the longest time ever. The brain is constipated and thoughts are fleeting. The condition is deteriorating. It is a struggle even with sentences now. How lovely.

Total number of words: 1040

days of my life

2006-07-24T16:31:00.002+08:00

Life has been good. Catching up on time lost after the unforgettable asylum stint. Channel surfing. Voyuering. Eating. Bracing. Day-dreaming. Shopping. Sightseeing. Sleeping. Wasting time. Unbelievable.

the asylum stint

2006-07-24T16:30:00.001+08:00

It was an unforgettable project. A bout of illness. Strange security uncles. Wicked contractor uncles. Timid Indian chief. Lying salesmen. All of which made a lousy combination together. Our presence of any sort was negligible other than moments when "famous artists" introductions became a convenient means to boost the wow factor. Elevated status from being animals in the zoo to famous artists. I felt like Cinderella except that my pair of slippers was never made of glass. If not for Miss Eng, Mr Lau and Lousyboy, I could have been more miserable. Thank you guys. I am so glad you were there for me.

bye bye love

2006-06-22T01:26:00.007+08:00

The lovely emac is sold. Together with a heavy heart and lousyboy's trusty g4, little miss p is slowly getting acquainted to the newly acquired fp93v. The latter is still wrapped in her plastics waiting for the day when the dream studio/office space materialises so that she can proudly flash her pearly white in full glory. Hopefully, she won't turn cream before that happens. The cranky but lovable 7610 has also been replaced by a hot pink v3x. Despite all this, little miss p can't help but feel sentimental about the departure of both of them. Because of them, she learns to take her first step out and into the world of gadgety itties comfortably. Bye bye emac. Bye bye nokie. Little miss p will miss you much. :(

PS: The theme for illustration friday this week is rain. How timely. 23/6

ps:

2006-06-08T11:30:00.004+08:00

I feel as if I've been marching on the same spot day in and out all this while.

milky bunnies

2006-06-03T00:46:00.005+08:00

These bunnies were made for Easter a while ago. Many thanks to Lousyboy, Mrs Yuen and a few more who helped me drink up all the yummylicious organic brown rice soya milk before I can work on the cartons. Thank you for your unwavering support. :)

princess joey

2006-05-21T13:11:00.002+08:00

Do you have any children?
But I don't have a prince.
Why don't you go find one tomorrow?
Hmm, where do I go to find my prince?
Disneyland!

My heart melted when she said that.

well done, lousyboy.

2006-05-15T00:37:00.002+08:00

Lousyboy certainly lives up to his name. He thought he just turns 34 on his birthday when he is only 33. He had me confused for a while and no matter how I kept counting back and forward, I could not find that missing year. Is my Mathematics that bad or the memory not serving me well? I know the awful feeling of being greeted with well wishes gone wrong especially when it is meant to be from a truly loved one. So I did a triple check before sending my greetings out. Yes boy, you still belong to Category Y1.

I think I just want to be a data entry clerk.

2006-04-18T18:22:00.002+08:00

This is one of those days when I really feel like throwing in the towel and admit my defeat.

if being nice to someone means causing yourself unnecessary distress and inconvenience, please think twice.

2006-04-18T12:08:00.002+08:00

I want to talk about the irresponsible fellow who did not keep to his words and made me feel like an idiot for helping him. Can I shout to the whole world and proclaim that it really does not pay to be kind?

goodness prevails among us

2006-04-06T00:06:00.002+08:00

If ever there comes a day when an unknown sum of money suddenly appears in your bank account due to someone's carelessness, please report to the relevant authorities. Do not even entertain the idea of keeping mum or keeping the money. If it does not belong to you, IT DOES NOT BELONG TO YOU. Even if the law sides with you, you ought to be honest. Even if it is the careless one at fault and he deserves no sympathy for such a ridiculous mistake, you ought to be honest still. There are no grounds for you to be greedy and harbour any dishonorable thoughts about such gains. Finders should not be keepers. Period.

hello once more

2006-02-28T00:00:00.010+08:00

Ok. I confess. Bad habits cling to me like a teary lover unable to let go. Telling her about "it's not you, it's me" did not make her think any better of herself. Neither did it lessen the guilt I feel towards her. With every tear she sheds, the sentimental part of me creeps in. Worst of all, it happens not because of love in the first place but because sentiment grows when you place her long enough in your life. It definitely was not a waltz through this 2 months. I took a stumble here and there. And here are times when I managed to get her off my back. Phew.

And one for the millionairess. How about flying me to Paris to buy some rose-scented toilet paper for my Swettenham home?

hello neighbour!

2005-12-31T13:14:00.001+08:00

Little miss pea is not too sure it's due to the demise of her 25-year-old status or the beginning of 2006, but she definitely can feel the change in herself, albeit a slight one. It's a good start for all things fresh and a chance to bid bad habits goodbye once more. Tonight, she shall drink to her merry and welcome her new neighbour with love. May she waltz through 2006. And hope the same can be said for her loved ones. So long, everybody. Yes, that includes you, you and you.

yes, please

2005-12-14T22:50:00.001+08:00

Sometimes, little miss pea tries to work to pay her bills. And most times, she paints, draws and makes crafts. Brilliant ideas stored and stacked up in piles are realised and pretty little things are made. People trip and fall so painfully in love with them that they do not mind parting with their money. The cash register will be ringing melodiously and little miss pea can have tea at marshmallow royal. All this and more remain at the back of her head going about their imaginary lives. But one day, she will rule her own life. Welcome to wicked wonderland.

unfathomable you and you

2005-12-12T17:20:00.002+08:00

We have less than 3 weeks to go. Wrapping up the year uneventfully and quietly will be nice.

she says

2005-11-28T14:30:00.001+08:00

Crying is not a means to vent frustration but a way of expressing helplessness.

keeping my fingers crossed

2005-11-24T02:48:00.008+08:00

I have been drowning myself in all things Christmas these days. Never have I seen that many artificial pines trees, ornaments and lights in my life before. And neither have I ever attempted to decorate one till now. Beautifully adorned Christmas trees are meant to be admired from a distance, dazzling people with their glitter and chasing lights. Hopefully, mine will turn out just like all her pretty and nice counterparts...That makes it 2 hopes for the week since the pin badges will only be ready for collection on Friday...

strange forces of nature

2005-11-15T00:30:00.004+08:00

Back to wicked wonderland. The grass has been trimmed. The wooden fence is given a fresh coat of paint.

This is way too much of a coincidence. In the midst of tidying up wicked wonderland, I found the above. They were meant for an entry dated 15.11.2004. I never got around to piecing my thoughts together for that day last year. Upon seeing it now, I know I have to wake my brain up from that slumber party gone wrong and try my best to post a decent entry. It is a case of now or never or to wait a year later. I chose the most former. However, it is a struggle no doubt. My favourite hobby at the moment is to watch the cursor blink away. The memory is really failing me. Was it 54 blinks per minute or 45 blinks per minute? It is a scary thing to watch time pass me by just like that. By the second. And before anyone of us realises, we'll be hearing Auld Lang Syne and welcoming 2006. Sarah is having her one year old party in a few weeks' time. The best part is i have yet to post her pretty birthday cake that was taken during her one month old celebration. Wow. I wonder what took me so long.

the end

2005-08-29T11:04:00.001+08:00

I have an urge to kill this site these days. Perhaps I should.

last call

2005-08-22T13:30:00.001+08:00

Is it me or is it me? August seems to be in a hurry to leave. Goodbye my dear friend. I'll see you in a year's time. Enjoy your holiday. Don't miss me too much.

the day after the slumber party

2005-07-07T16:53:00.002+08:00

I have been very lazy for a long time. The truth is I do not remember being hardworking before. Maybe only less lazy at times. I suppose it is time for me to wake up.

distracted me

2005-05-14T16:23:00.002+08:00

I woke up this morning only to realize I have forgotten to remove my contact lenses the night before. And for a moment, I thought my eyesight has gotten the better of me. Wishful thinking on my part.

2005-05-01T18:08:00.002+08:00

Life should be like a yummy chocolate-coated strawberry.

oh dear

2005-04-28T17:55:00.002+08:00

I think there's an expiry date to love. And I think I'm in deep shit.

so sad

2005-03-06T18:20:00.002+08:00

I wonder how she feels when she realized that the expired love of his life is in so many ways better than her. I wonder why he even goes for her. I wonder what he sees in her. I wonder if she can even ever replace her. I wonder if they will last.

time to work on the handwriting

2005-02-28T23:03:00.003+08:00

I couldn't resist buying these lovely letter pads the other day. Now, I'm wondering who I should write to.

calling mr kettle

2005-02-15T14:12:00.003+08:00

I like to visit the sites of other people. Every now and then, there are always new things to read about and pretty pictures to wow over. And when there isn't any post for the day, I always wonder why.

of hope and love

2005-02-05T15:07:00.003+08:00

Hello Sarah. I can't wait for you to grow up a little. Just a little. So that I wouldn't age a lot.

last day of the year

2004-12-31T16:00:00.007+08:00

It hasn't been a terrific year. The way 04 is ending doesn't make it any better. It's a sombre mood around. People are grieving. Even the sky's weeping. There's much to talk about here but nothing worth mentioning. All other stuffs seem so frivolous. Everything else pales in comparison.

27th december

2004-12-27T01:45:00.004+08:00

I was pretty surprised when I first received this organiser. The first date to kickstart the new year shows 27th December. Coincidentally, this is my favourite day of the year. I wonder whether it is a sign. A sign that a new beginning awaits me not on the first day of 2005 but on this particular day itself. So, as from today onwards, I shall resolve to be a less lazy, more disciplined and better person. May my life be filled with more happines, prosperity and peace.

what a christmas

2004-12-25T16:06:00.007+08:00

This is really strange. The days before Christmas were filled with merry carols coming from a few blocks away. Every day when I'm sitting in front of my computer, the left ear would hear a different tune from that shopping mall. The music never stopped. And now that Christmas is finally here, there is not a single sound coming from there at all. I have been straining my ears hoping to catch something for the last 3 hours but I thought I heard nothing.

mad and madder

2004-12-22T23:57:00.003+08:00

I think I'm going mad. My brain isn't functioning well these days. I wonder why. The day before, I ordered minced meat noodles from my favourite uncle. He asked me, "Yao bu yao la?" Immediately, I shook my head. I thought he was asking me whether I wanted lard. I ended up eating noodles with tomato sauce and extra vinegar (my usual request) in it. Super bad combination. And come to think of it, uncle doesn't speak English. Why would he ask me about lard? Today was no better. I was smsing Lousyboy halfway when suddenly I thought I forgot to bring the phone out. How could the thought enter my head when the phone was in my hand all along? I was struck momentarily. I wonder what's happening to me. Could the central body committee have decided to stage an end of the year cleaning of the brain without informing me? Could it be the brain and the hands aren't on talking terms? Or maybe it's just me. They must have not liked me anymore. So sad.

demoralizing month of the year

2004-12-10T22:42:00.002+08:00

It's confirmed. I can't drive to save my life. I feel like an idiot. No, I shall not blame the vito.

die

2004-12-09T22:39:00.002+08:00

A sudden realization hit me. I realize I forgot how to paint.

in the face of reality

2004-12-06T02:35:00.007+08:00

I attended a workshop on how to teach creatively on Saturday. All of which lasted for a mere 2-hour. I wish it could have been longer. There was only that much that could be taught. I am not quite sure whether I will be able to teach creatively thereafter but I certainly enjoyed the class. It allowed me to be a student once more. I love that feeling. Being in a class of people, taking notes, trying my best to pay attention to the teacher, stifling a few yawns here and there, daydreaming a bit, having drawing exercises... All of it. It made me realize how much I miss being in school. There is so much that I know not of and so much that I still need to learn. I wonder what I was doing all those years as a student. How much of those taught went into my head and remained there? Sadly, I doubt it was a lot. I know I could have done better but mediocrity was my best friend then. It is not so much about the grades but more to do with the amount of knowledge that slipped pass me. Those knowledge that I threw away without realizing or perhaps recklessly. I could have been a better person but I am not. With regrets and guilt, an ignorant fool wrote this.

:: And to make myself feel better, I am posting what I did during the workshop. Relishing every moment of it.

11 months just passed me by.

2004-12-03T15:27:00.005+08:00

This is so scary. It is the last month of the year. Just like that.

work in progress

2004-11-29T01:02:00.002+08:00

Dear everyone, wicked wonderland is in a bad shape now. But please do not be scared off. This is just for the time being till little miss pea figures out the magic concoction behind those damned html coding. For a start, she is an idiot when it comes to anything digital. But she refuses to give in to those instant templates that are readily available. So here starts her arduous journey of mindless trials and errors in the world of hypertext markup language. She will not give up easily. She is determined to cross all hurdles that come her way. Please give her your blessings. She needs it. And do come back every now and then. She loves company. Yours sincerely, little miss pea.

for lost time

2004-11-26T01:15:00.005+08:00

I chanced upon them under my table today while searching for my dentist's number. They were drawn some time ago. I remember that was after a coffee session with Jodi and Sock. About how we drew when we were kids. Or was it how kids drew when they were still kids...I forgot. Sad to say, I doubt I ever fully made use of my supposedly fertile imagination when I was that age. What a waste. So for lost time's sake, I came up with this. I wasn't really thinking when I drew it. Here they are. Presenting the little girl and Mister Wind.

blown

2004-11-23T20:49:00.005+08:00

:: appropriated from a t-shirt

Dear lousyboy, here's an effective way to get rid of the white flakes on your head now and forever. Best regards, little miss pea.

wonderlanders

2004-11-20T01:37:00.010+08:00

i wish i know her name

2004-11-18T19:02:00.006+08:00

*she was on her way out. all dressed up. wearing her favourite pair of walking shoes. wanting to watch time and the whole world pass her by. only to be met by some muddle-headed strangers who mistook her for their long lost friend the moment they saw her.*

This is her first screen appearance. She has been living in the pages of my notebook for some time. I was thinking of painting her out. In fact, I tried. That was a long time back. Now, I have a couple of canvases of her coated with dust. They were somehow never resolved. And along the way, she starts to appear in my drawings. Her looks have changed a bit but the rest is more or less the same. Drawing her is more fun. There is a kind of spontaneity and I think she is happier too. I am pretty hesitant on having her done digitally if truth be spoken. I think she looks stiff, awkward and uncomfortable. And I wish she has a name.

the grand master

2004-11-12T10:51:00.004+08:00

Little miss pea has been hard at work. Which explains for her absence for the 10-odd days. Interestingly, she admits that it was a thoroughly enjoyable experience minus the lousy company of one. It was fear factor stunt 79 and it was fun. No one shall call her timid anymore. Not even lousyboy who claimed that he can climb the grand scaffold master at lightning speed. Faster than anyone of them. Little miss pea rolled her eyes. Over and again. She will miss the grand master whom no one dared to provoke for he lashed out his anger in the most unforgiving way. He was a pillar of strength and she felt safe in his arms. So long, grand master.

little miss pea's first day in wicked wonderland

2004-10-27T01:57:00.006+08:00

Wicked wonderland. The trees have not been planted. Neither are the flowers. There is nothing much in sight except for a nosy neighbour who insisted on having tea together. Little miss pea kindly rejected his offer. He must have drunk it on his own. In his head. There are so many things yet to be done. No time for apprehension. She is more excited than anybody else around. Of the wonderful things to come. White fluffy clouds high up in the sky greet her with a warm welcome to the neighbourhood. How she wishes she can invite them down for tea.

tea with little miss pea

2004-10-27T01:35:00.021+08:00

hi i am lousyboy. last night when i had tea with miss pea, the little girl told me that there is a place where superman might be hiding. i was so excited....because i can finally continue the search for him. after our tea, i begin to follow miss pea to this "place". halfway, i asked her what is the name of the "place" we are going. she stopped, picked up a black lollipop on the floor and told me whether i want it since it looks lousy. i told her that black is not my favourite colour. then she said that the "place" is called [wickedwonderland]. it sounds a bit scary. afraid that i might lost my way back after finding superman, i took out my trusty lousy camera and took a picture on our way there. with this picture i know that i will be safe, especially it shows miss pea's footsteps. without any weapon to defend myself when i get there, i regretted not taking the black lollipop. because it might be a good tool to wand off wicked creatures since it looks like a lousy wand. anyway i have my fingers crossed...should be safe. hmmm....what shall we have for breakfast tomorrow?