///everything///

i don't know what it is but my mind has a new craving way too fucking often. be it a person [enemy = constant], a place [singapore = constant], a food, a drug, a book, a type of music, or something academic. like, just recently.. my mind told me, "fuck fashion school." and is now telling me, "foreign languages, mathematics, and music." jesus christ. so yeh, i have to change schools AGAIN. and do this shitt. which i will most likely change my mind about after a semester. arghhh. why can't i ever just stick to one thing and finish it completely. why do i have this urge to learn a little about absolutely fucking everything?!?

kulit = me.

so yeh. i quit FIDM. and now i'm looking at friggin' SMC again. like, i just go back and forth, back and forth.. meaning, in the end, i don't really get anywhere. what is this LIFE.

see you fuckers back at FIDM in, say, half a year or so!

[lol]

after i juggle some brains in german, french, italian, spanish, japanese, mathematics, music, singing, and piano..

///r.c.///

i love his drawings as much as his jokes. introducing: [ronald caringal].
























discovered on [jenna's blog].

///designglut///

"oil touched the $100 mark on january 2nd, 2008. as promised, we have produced 100 limited-edition crude necklaces to commemorate the date." -[designglut].
there's the original necklace in powdercoated brass:
















or the ongoing collection in either gold-plated sterling silver or solid 14k gold:
















"the collection is manufactured in monthly batches. each piece is engraved with the date it was made and the price of a barrel of oil on that day." -[designglut]. cute idea.

another cute product from designglut is the smoking gun in sterling silver.
"for the die-hard smoker, this accessory will underscore just how bad-ass you are.

for those who would like to quit, perhaps this metaphor will help supress your cravings." -[designglut].

///eattherich///

while sitting at naia waiting to get transported by plane to changi [for the second time that week].. i perused a magazine for rich people. it was probably called something like, 'ridiculously expensive jewelry magazine.' i want this fucking necklace:













these are neat little 'da pontormo' brooches by giampaolo babetto [white gold + pigment/1996 and yellow gold/1990 respectively].
















i felt the need to own this dress. but i didn't find out the designer and i can't remember the wearer.
















it looks like pharrell is still providing some design input for louis vuitton with this angel ring in yellow gold and diamond. not for me.












t-shirts by [proud race]:

///miss genio///

photos by and with a creative genius from fall 'o7. creating miracles with her hands. o_O




























i think it's about time i went over all of my text messages [inbox and sent] from my past southeast asia vacation and recollect what amazing [or amazingly stupid] things i did..

sorry. still no blackberry. i don't think i'll give in for another year or so..

///memory///

my memory of reality is absolutely shitty in comparison to my memory of my dreams.
















is this normal?



thank you, enemy, for your continuing humor as depicted through youtube video choices. i need a good laugh in [far] times like these.. <3

p.s. click on [chris] under my links section, then navigate to 'running the numbers' to see the stats of america in their most visual form. -tip-off from [blvd&ave].

///cellular///

my nokia n70 is old and fucking up. so i'm thinking of either getting the sony ericsson k770i in purple:













or sticking with nokia and getting the classic 6500 in bronze:

















to me, both designs are pretty fucking on point.. simple, slim, and sleek.

///pisces///

tuesday, february fifth, two thousand eight:

"... your interests are so varied that others may have a hard time keeping up with you ..."

so true.. so so true.













sometimes [and by 'sometimes,' i mean 'all the time'], i'm such a sucker for these. but, of course, they're just written in such a general manner that anyone can make 'em seem relevant to their present situations. ech. whatevs.