behind the false truth

Web Design 2 [final project-redesign)

noreply@blogger.com (aaron.oo) — Thu, 05 Nov 2009 10:47:00 +0000

http://www.aaronoo.freehostia.com/home.html

potraits

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You could see me reaching
So why couldnt you have
Met me halfway
You could see me bleeding
But you could not put
Pressure on the wound
You only think about yourself
You only think about yourself
Youd better bend before I go
On the first train to mexico

You could see me breathing
But you still kept
Your hand over my mouth
You could feel me seething
But you just turned
Your nose up in the air

You only think about yourself
You only think about yourself
Youd better bend before I go
On the first train to mexico

You only think about yourself
You only think about yourself
Youd better bend before I go
On the first train to mexico

noreply@blogger.com (aaron.oo) — Tue, 02 Jun 2009 15:27:00 +0000

1.how to eat 60 hot dogs in 12 mins
2.how to rob a bank
3.how to unleash your inner monster

3.how to be an assasin

mood board

noreply@blogger.com (aaron.oo) — Fri, 29 May 2009 04:13:00 +0000

chino.deftones

noreply@blogger.com (aaron.oo) — Tue, 19 May 2009 23:16:00 +0000

fist time ever trying out digital painting of chino from deftones, didn't turn out too bad ;D

cd.cover/ smashing pumpkins / adore

noreply@blogger.com (aaron.oo) — Thu, 09 Apr 2009 03:10:00 +0000

Story Of My Life

noreply@blogger.com (aaron.oo) — Thu, 26 Mar 2009 08:19:00 +0000

who am i?

why am i here?

what do i do?

This is the story of my life, where the sun always rises too soon, and the alarm is too loud

By this time, i'm already late,but it's okay i've been late all my life, im used to it, in fact im expected to be late.

Long and lonely walk, i wish i could drive, but i wasnt allowed to take the driving test due to my abnormal head, but it's okay i like to smell the fresh smell of carbon monoxide to start my day anyways.

If you think black's cant hail a cab, imagine what it's like for a paperbagface boy.

It's lunch time, I spend them alone, wish i didnt have to eat alone all the time, wish I had some friends , some one to love, some one talk and laugh with, I would share my chicken rice with you if you were my friend, I promise.

Seriously I feel so lonely, I'm watching a comedy movie, but I'm crying.

Fuck this life I, cant take it anymore, if no one like's me then ill change me, I'm going to design a new me, a better me!

This is the new me, sleeker, sexier and more stylish me, sigh who am I kidding no matter how i change my looks, I'm still me, no one will ever like me, I should just die. farewell cruel world

credits. I'd like to thank all my friends that are big parts of my inspiration a lot of times by being the idiots you guys are most of the time, thanks for being fucked up and doing it around me ;D

special thanks to :
Tee Tze Hoe for inspiring me to do this piece hope you liked it, as much as I enjoyed doing it LoL.
check it out here :http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=6513453&id=882380174

Chen Wei Nye, for being the photographer in all the pics ;] and for being there all the other times, you make life worth while.

Flash Animation

noreply@blogger.com (aaron.oo) — Thu, 26 Mar 2009 08:16:00 +0000

Typography Paper Bag Design

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noreply@blogger.com (aaron.oo) — Mon, 23 Mar 2009 22:58:00 +0000

to: zero-zero nine

noreply@blogger.com (aaron.oo) — Wed, 31 Dec 2008 21:56:00 +0000

The break of a new dawn once again, let this new light wash upon us, will it open our eyes this time? Shall we make amends today? This is the new beginning, once again, what will I make of it this time? Will I feel the same, will I feel nothing? No, I sense a change. But then again. I've said it more then once before. But still, I believe, I believe in you and I believe in me. Let us gather ourselves again. Together we will share our light and break the darkness that has long and relentlessly haunted us, and when it's bright enough, maybe we'll finally find our way again, find our path that we've been led so far away from.

The journey is a long and tedious one,so stay close and don't lose me in the dark. Although all we have is a mere matchstick now, dim and unconvincing, but we shall burn as we go on, our flame will build and grow , bigger , brighter more brilliant.

I've often found myself burnt out and wanting, but you've given me the fuel to keep on burning, to keep going, to keep growing. You've strike the match and I watch it burn, the flame grows in me and burns the darkness of my disease, I feel better off, cleaner , stronger, motivated.

you're my flame, you burn me and burn away all the unwanted, you keep me warm on the coldest nights and light the way on the darkest hours, I feel propelled, optimistic, i want to turn the corner, see the next page and smell tomorrow's air, you make me wanna.

i hope i can, build the same flame in your as you've so gasoline soaked and ignited my heart

noreply@blogger.com (aaron.oo) — Thu, 27 Nov 2008 00:34:00 +0000

june's addictions

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home page

noreply@blogger.com (aaron.oo) — Sun, 13 Jul 2008 16:37:00 +0000

home page

home page mouse over

loading pages

noreply@blogger.com (aaron.oo) — Thu, 03 Jul 2008 07:15:00 +0000

which one is more appealing to you?

alice in wonderland

noreply@blogger.com (aaron.oo) — Sat, 14 Jun 2008 16:59:00 +0000

so my 2nd project is gonna be based on Alice In Wonderland, here are some fun facts about it.

Alice's Adventures in Wonderland (1865) is a surreal work of literary nonsense written by English author Charles Lutwidge Dodgson under the pseudonym Lewis Carroll, considered a classic example of the genre and of English literature in general.[1] It tells the story of a girl named Alice who falls down a rabbit-hole into a fantastic realm populated by peculiar and anthropomorphic creatures.

The tale is filled with allusions to Dodgson's friends (and enemies), and to the lessons that British schoolchildren were expected to memorize. The tale plays with logic in ways that have made the story of lasting popularity with adults as well as children. It is considered to be one of the most characteristic examples of the genre of literary nonsense, and its narrative course and structure has been enormously influential, mainly in the fantasy genre

quotes:

* From Lewis Carroll's 1865 novel, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland:

"Please, would you tell me," said Alice, a little timidly, ... "why your cat grins like that?"
"It's a Cheshire cat," said the Duchess, "and that's why."

* "But I don't want to go among mad people," Alice remarked.

"Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat: "We're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad."
"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "otherwise you wouldn't have come here."
Alice didn't think that proved it at all: however she went on. "And how do you know that you're mad?"
"To begin with," said the Cat, "a dog's not mad. You grant that?"
"I suppose so," said Alice
"Well, then, " the Cat went on, "you see a dog growls when it's angry, and wags its tail when it's pleased. Now I growl when I'm pleased, and wag my tail when I'm angry. Therefore I'm mad."

* "Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?"

"That depends a good deal on where you want to get to," said the Cat.
"I don't much care where –" said Alice.
"Then it doesn't matter which way you go," said the Cat.
"– so long as I get somewhere," Alice added as an explanation.
"Oh, you're sure to do that," said the Cat, "if you only walk long enough."

i-corns

noreply@blogger.com (aaron.oo) — Wed, 04 Jun 2008 02:10:00 +0000

(background sketch)

tell me, what's this icon intended for? thx =]

will upload more on a later date, as i get more done

color pallets

noreply@blogger.com (aaron.oo) — Sun, 01 Jun 2008 23:43:00 +0000

fantasy(references )

noreply@blogger.com (aaron.oo) — Tue, 20 May 2008 23:46:00 +0000

the gift

noreply@blogger.com (aaron.oo) — Sat, 05 Apr 2008 14:18:00 +0000

Hold me now I need to feel relief
Like I never wanted anything
I suppose I'll let this go and find a reason I'll hold on to
I'm so ashamed of defeat
And I'm out of reason to believe in me
I'm out of trying to get by

I'm so afraid of the gift you give me
I don't belong here and I'm not well
I'm so ashamed of the path I'm living on
I'm right on the wrong side of it all

I can't face myself when I wake up
And look inside a mirror
I'm so ashamed of that thing
I suppose I'll let it go
Until I have something more to say for me
I'm so afraid of defeat
And I'm out of reason to believe in me
I'm out of trying to defy

I'm so afraid of the gift you give me
I don't belong here and I'm not well
I'm so ashamed of the path I'm living on
I'm right on the wrong side of it all

Hold me now I need to feel complete
Like I matter to the one i need

I'm so afraid of the gift you give me
I don't belong here and I'm not well
I'm so ashamed of the path living on
I'm right on the wrong side of it all

Now I'm ashamed of this
I am so ashamed of this
Now I'm so ashamed of me
I am so ashamed of me...

unknown

noreply@blogger.com (aaron.oo) — Wed, 19 Mar 2008 22:38:00 +0000

this doubt is screaming in my face
in this familiar place,
sheltered and concealed
and if this night won't let me rest
don't let me second guess
what i know to be real put away
all i know for tonight and maybe i just might learn
to let it go take my security from me
and maybe finally i won't have to know everything
i am falling into grace to the unknown to where you are
and faith makes everybody scared it's the unknown,
the don't-know that keeps me hanging on
to you i got nothing left to defend
i cannot pretend that everything makes sense
but does it really matter now if i do not know how
to figure this thing out
i am falling into grace to the unknown to where you are
and faith makes everybody scared it's the unknown,
the don't-know that keeps me hanging on
to you i am against myself again trying to fit
these pieces in walking on a cloud of dust to get to you