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TPJC runway
Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Jo Jr.'s (heh mark) blog has been relocated owing to some complications.. :\

So I've entered TPJC runway, a fashion design competition including participants from within and external competitors, Hwa Chong JC to be exact. Wait, is that the name, I doesn't seem to sound right. The theme's Cirucs Maximus, i.e. circus couture.. I'll upload my design in the following post, as I'm bloggin' now in haste. Personally, I've seen only two other submitted designs, and they weren't fantastic. But then again fashion's so subjective, what would I know.

The top prize is 300 big ones, second, 200, and third, 100 or 150 I can't remember which. We're to make the designs on our own. Previous year's runways saw to cheap piecings-together of Giordano-like, simple apparel to give an illusion of a dynamic incorporation of different pieces. Cheap. I'll source a picture of the external competitors (dunno if it was HCJC too) winning entry, which imho, woulda won the internal catergories hands down. It dared to be bold, unlike the simplicity of our entrants. This year'll prove different, I have the feeling..

Of course, gunning for nothing other than first, but I wish I could sneak a peek at the other desgins submitted. Dunno how I'll stitch together my piece of work though, from scratch no less. Chinatown, it's gonna be soon. Clothing material haven, I'm told. Don't know why I pursue this competition when I'm not in the arts stream though, but I'm really interested in this, goes to show my lack of critical analysis when it came to streaming.

But then I woulda missed out on my classmates. My class has the most number of tennis members, standing at 4, and one ex member J3 puts it at 5, she's just joined us :) 'part from that, I can't deny that I've been influenced in tiny bits, and perhaps changed somewhat in character, hopefully for the better ?:D

I'll update more often, don't leaveee!

Here's something I penned, comments please!





Your brilliance, like the stars above,
With you,
took little to fall in love.
Your warmth, your touch, holds me transfixed,
Immaculate, thus improbable,
the wound afflicts.

Mayhap across time, your heart will grow fonder,
Persistence restrains,
the reluctance to ponder.
Now solitude, I'm destitute, trapped in a cell.
Distraction, delusion,
naught can dispell.

That which devoured me, just as empowered me,
Sent me along currents,
out to a raging sea.
I knew not where I stood, yet where I should.
Now none the wiser,
Whishing upon stars and hither,
If would were could.