Monday, 17th August 2009.
parents are not perfect.

Gullible, little children are brought up under the pretense that adults are flawless and never wrong. Parents were like gods in our little, undeveloped minds, albeit not as forgiving towards the wayward endeavors of a young one. Old habits die hard and parents still shone with wisdom even towards a post-pubescent adult. So why would I, who had not even began to breathe the wisdom this bordering antique woman had reached half a century ago, doubt her? For many reasons.

For one, not all of them are medical experts. Surgery hurts no matter how minor. And so does your little heart as it wrenches out any dribble of trust you had in the facade of the parents.

When in doubt, burst a boil.
Or just consult the doctor.

I’ll be sure my child never reads this.

Tuesday, 19th May 2009.
the big two-one.

You know how when you’re 10, all cute and innocent, 21 seems like it would never happen? Every birthday was exciting, presents were like a miracle and aging was actually fun in it’s way.

You know how when you’re 21, fearing aging and sagging, 10 seems like it was so long ago? Every birthday is dreaded, your body starts feeling the horrible effects of gravity and you feel like an antique that’s about to break and crumble?

I pray that by the time 50 comes, the unsoundness caused by the after effects of 21 fades away. But by then, I’ll probably be dealing with 30, 40 and 50.

Note to youngsters: You lucky bastards. Treasure it while it lasts.

me.
quick fact spew:
Joanne Wee Li Zhen, 20th May 1988, born, raised and living in Singapore, half Chinese Singaporean, half Filipino, currently studying in Nanyang Technoligical University's School of Art, Design and Media, majoring in Visual Communications.

and the summarized life:
I'm a designer. Or at least I'd like to think so (despite being unemployed, or, if nicely put, focusing on my studies). I haven't always been in design. Yes, I went through the phase of being a science nerd student. Let's just say the feud between me and science wasn't too pleasant. My turning to this field of design was due to a mix of love, and a little hatred. In four little words, love design, hate science. Nicely put if I do say so myself.

But it didn't come as nicely as that. I went through twelve years of studying nothing related to design. At 12, with a group of friends and during the humble beginnings of the Internet, we slaved together on gurlpages.com (hey, we all had to start out somewhere) and pieced together our very first website in all it's embarrassingly gaudy (with no sense of typography or design), glory. With years of maturity and the god-sent Photoshop, I'd like to say I've improved quite a drastic bit. To view my works, please visit my portfolio.

When I'm not designing, I'm having a constant battle with diapers soiled in things and smells you'd rather not know, vomit that has travelled further than it should have (could say it inspired this blog) and noises that leaves a grown person in a state of panic and confusion. Let's just say that I'm not your average student.