ahh, oc again. seth and summer. just like me and nur right. ok. another round of oc now.

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how can an auntie called the police when a 7 year old girl accidentally pushed her. and she deemed intimidated when her father approached her. it cost me two hours of my time, eighteen dollars for the taxi ride home, and a night of long frustation.

and anyway, i received an ego boost from my lecturer. she proudly say that im a good speaker, presenter. and i humbly accepted it. hakz. and i enjoyed that few minutes of fame. my schedule is jammed with school projects. so, tada... @ glasspieces.pitas, february 2005

of course i am a good speaker lukman! and a good presenter. telecommunication was one of my favourite subjects. haha. but now i stammer alot. even when i question a subject. shucks. ok, just remember. confidence will put you high. i miss school. java prog, networking, internet fundamentals. to think again, i like computer based subjects. then why mechatronics. wahh. i miss becoming a photographer for TP. the clicks, the flashes, the poses, the moments. i think i should school again after NS. take up my bachelor perhaps. ok. confirm i want to school again.

a speech of lies; it happened when you looked at me, counting stars in daylight; folding paper airplanes; call a spade a spade; picking up broken glasspieces; unchattered in your memory; bumped your dream of shatter.

i think these words that i came up with last time are pretty cool. haha. poems. poetrys. lyrics. thoughts. wah. thats so last time. i was a diligent blogger five years ago. and stopped being diligent a year ago. but this diligentness comes and go for now. poly days are the days i update an average of ten entries per week. with unique visitors of an average twenty four per day. why am i telling you this. coz im bored. my counter is better than yours. and and im so glad my blogging language and typos has changed thoughout the years. lets watch korean.

been reading my entry in pointzero. and suddenly, these secondary school memories came back to me like a flash. and now, listening to angel by shaggy to further recall all those things that happen to me during my upper secondary life. my so called sec 3 theme song. and that sec two camp, that obs trip, that truth or dare game, that late night studying, my four cliques, some birthday bash. life in secondary school is fun. @ glasspieces.pitas, february 2005.

i waited for you
waited for time to stop
while waiting for time to stop
theres no more time to spare
youre gone.

i googled up Jung Da Bin coz she was cute in the series 'she is nineteen'. but i found out she commited suicide last year. i dunno why but i felt very sad. hmm.

kecoh lar nie budak. sometimes i wish my parents sent me to piano lessons when i was small. haha. but its ok. i can still learn by myself. coz you can master anything if you keep practising. just like how i learn the guitar. maybe after piano, i'll take up violin. haha. i'll have my own portable piano when i have my own house. and i'll send my kids to piano lessons once they learn to walk. ok.

wahh. i think korean dramas really beat hindi movies big time. hands down. theres just some thing about korean dramas. or even their movies. its just uniquely weird in some ways. their languange, their acts, their stories, their sweet thoughts. its different from your typical normal english hindi movies. i cant say much about malay dramas lar eh. korean dramas. i just watch Kwaegeol Chun-hyang, or sassy girl chun-hyang. its romanticly comedicly sweet. serious. and coming from me, its seriously a must watch drama. i swear you can cry and laugh ur ass out at the same time. over their sweet thoughts, their silly acts. arh. i'll watch it again. hmm. maybe i'll call nur hmm..Kwaegeol. Kwaegeol nur arh, why sleep so early.

today is different from any other day.
today is a lil bit exciting compared to any other day.
i shall sleep peacefully with a wide smile.

i dunno why i watched the previous video i posted thrice. and i googled youtube deeper, and oh my, youtube has lots of amazing people. weird people. thanks to them, ive got more things to do now. and this acoustic version is nice. but the background people singing to it is very irritating. i can imagine myself being there and singing along to the song and add up to its terrible mess. irritating voices.

heavy traffic really annoys me. and it is much more frustrating when someone just cut through your lane the very last minute. and while in the train on the way home, i literally need to shield myself from nyonyas to give an empty seat to an elderly. and whats more frustrating, this fat ntu chinese girl was pretending to sleep and ignore her surroundings. whats the point of having your bachelors when youre selfish and just think for yourself? retard. i felt very irritated because i was too tired, shagged with heavy walking. and i think its kinda annoying and i felt inferior coz i was doing supervisory checks on the officers with two inspectors. its like two whales and one goldfish swimming together. ah.

and and, i think primary school students can run better than me now. i was panting my way through 1.6km! ah. what a day.

i still have another intake before its my turn to ORD. im already surfing and scout around for jobs. and im torn between the many choices. actualy, not that much. its either a bond with NIE, a bond with SIAEC, a bond with SPF, or take up SIM for a bachelor in visual communication with business. im looking at the career prospects, work-play balanced job.

NIE. national institute of education. two years in NIE, followed by another three years bond as a teacher. career prospect is there. but can i teach? me? haha. but if you were to think again, can my sister teach? i never thought of that. you'll never know unless you try. dun be suprise if i become the principal of gongshang primary school. its all about trying and taking risks.

SIAEC. singapore airline engineering company. three years of apprenticeship, followed by another five years bond of a senior licensed aircraft maintanence engineer. i love airplanes. i love airport. changi airport to be precise. i checked it out, good money. and i think its cool. and when i have a son in few years time, and their friends asked them what im working as, i will ask my son to say, "oh, my dad is a SLAM engineer." and they will go like, woaahh. is that like a NASA or something? SLAM - senior licensed aircraft maintance. hah.

SPF. singapore police force. no life. but interesting with good career prospect but can get stabbed anytime. so, its at the bottom of my list. but good money. with many benefits.

SIM. singapore institute of management and take up my degree. good. more job oppurtunities and pursue my dreams to work in media or creative related side. but i'll graduate at twenty six years old, with no money in my cpf account. soory? what? zero? when are you going to get married then? thirty four? hahahaha. ok.

hope i get what i want. countdown will start very soon.

i think it was five years ago. april is it? hmm. im good for nothing.

ive got too many overdue pictures in my harddrive. but actually im too lazy to find my photoshop installer somewhere in one of the folders. i think i will save my ns pictures for november to mark another milestone in my life. haha.

im listening to my writes again while reading my old post dated way back in february, five years ago. was known as 'pointzero' cyberly back then. i think i've been having cool online names. pointzero, misledyouth, dropdead, glasspieces. each names evolves through times. have a read how different it was. last time and now.

Ahahz!

he was a skaterboy she said she u later boy, she wasnt good enuff for her..-avril lavinge, sk8er boi

ahahz..sucks..actually not that sucks ah..go avril..!ahahaz..kat tcs5 leh kluar vid clip dier plak..song ok ah..but quite stupid..but ok ah..at least dpt fame..ahaz..neway..yo..?dis week gonna get back my o level results! ahahz..!!gonna farked up already..ahahz..b4 amik result..enjoy dulu ahz..sbelum kener grounded..gonna watch hot chicks with my frens tonight or tmrw..got nothing betta to do..tulis jer ahz..formed a side band with nazmi called business as usual..but onli a side band..and im the lead guitarist..ahahaz! wtf..never played lead guitar b4 and here they asked me to play the lead..ahahz..nvm ahz..now all rounder!!can play drum abit bass guitar..huahahax..tadi kawan xxxx sms..ntah aper dier nak..layan kan skejap jer ahz..actually malas nak layan..ahaz..aper lagik eh..todae nothing much happened..ahahaz..and 1 more thing..read xxxx ej..ahahz..lepakz ah..thanxie xxxx..ahahz..well at least..ahh..nvm..buaiz

it is very irritating lor. like whats up with the massive dots. and why the massive openess. and why must i tell people that i can play those instruments. hmm. maybe because this one nice friend of mine embarrassed me in tampines sec, saying if you dunno how to play the guitar, dun hold the guitar. and he took it away from me and trying to impress the girls around him. nbcb, bisikan hati kecilku. haha. well i guess, its all part of growing up. last time, its all skateboarding, jamming and gigs. now, its all, errr, nothingness. what am i good at? err, a lil bit of photography. last time, we blog at easyjournal. now, we blog at livejournal. five years of blogging.

but one thing never change. my massive obssession for avril lavinge. she must be proud of me. todays a snip from pointzero, i'll post some snip from misledyouth the next time.

reasons for the rare updates and photoshoots.

1) computer crashed. somethings eating up my memory, cpu makes strange irritating noises.
2) photoshop is gone. dunno where i extracted the file after i formatted my main drive.
3) photoblogged has been spammed by assholes. thats why it is down at the moment.
4) been gaming the past two weeks at cabalsea, which now i find it a waste of time.
5) working office hour for now, no more shift, which is a little hassle. bright side, 8 more months.
6) getting sick of the layout and no appetite to update with such layout. ok.
7) im running away from cyber world coz people knows me as glasspieces in the reality world.

ok, so i think, expect some new updates to glasspieces pretty soon. but i need a photoshop first. ok, dateline, lets say, in a week. and im kidding at point 7. hahaha. and happy belated birthday kakak! hope you enjoyed 3rd april 08. ok daaa.

/added/ haha. my photoblog is really down. account deleted i think. nb.

mengapa yang lain bisa, mendua dengan mudahnya - rossa, atas nama cinta.

come meet me and i show you how easy it will be. hahaha rosssaa!!

why are you all not as cute as them. i dun understand. please, all of you, be more cuter.

i just remembered i missed plain sunset last saturday at esplanade. thanks arh eh mas selamat. buat aku geram jer.

i was surfing livejournal and ended up with youtube videos, browsing thru song covers. and i found a cover video while browsing thru dcfc i will follow u into the dark. bright eyes first day of my life. theres just something about girls with instruments. maybe, its the confidence in them. or maybe, its how they potray themselves. but nevertheless, nur will always be the one who makes me smile. k.

mas selamat has becoming a joke at work. though he is irritating and tire us all day long, his name crack us up. if someone asked you, where he is now, say hes already going to johor, his name came up at woodlands/johor checkpoint. big banners across; selamat datang.

wahh. im a noob when it comes to film format photography. whats the differences between an expired and a non expired film. cross processing? how does a 120mm format film looks like? and you noe what. now, im always dreaming, i caught msk, and i get promoted straight to the rank of inspector! hahahaha. working day tmrw. another sleepless night. selamatkan aku..!

i spent the whole day setting up my photoblog. and i used two hours of my sleep yesterday to figure out how pixelpost works. and yes. i am now a happy policeman. ok. im shagged. enough of burning calories infront of the computer. time to do something else. maybe clubsnapping and flickring. haha. ok. taaadaaa!

photoblog; glasspieces - mohamed lukman

two things i do when im online, one, clubsnap-ing. two, flickr-ing. they're like the oc. its like reading summer roberts and anna stern bio and life story. if im not doing these two things, i'll be sleeping. a photo a day keeps the interest at bay.

strobes. lights. flashes. i got bored. wired up my camera to another flash, flashed it up on camera right. dun ask me why i shoot oranges. so, pictures again for today. second pic had the channels swapped. back to normal self, im done with ORD shooting, ORD ippt. passed and cleared all, im so relieved now. lets have an early countdown. so let the countdown begins.

camera body, kit lens, battery grip, standard package, sold. its hard to let go my 400D just now. i feel like crying that im parting ways with her. but its ok. goodbye 400D, sawaariya the second, and hello Canon EOS 30D, Sawaariya the third.

hey guys.
take a look at this.
Canon kit with grip on sale
do give me your offers if interested.
selling coz i got another body. thanks people.

/added/
one bid at $900 received.

ah. piano is too complicated for me now. it feels terrible when you cant do something, but still wanna do it. but i swear i will take up piano lessons after my national service. for now, i must motivate myself. and for now, i will just stick to guitar, bass and drums. and sing my way to plainsunset. when the sun rises again, i will be there with you.

and so what if i dun noe photography. and pictures are just pictures. who says i noe photography anyway. but the photo shootout this morning was fun. went over to pasir ris park to do some macros, but we ended up doing some dogs potraiture. haha. crazy. me, dogs, insanity.

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i think, i find hindi songs the most creative among all other songs. they can change their tempo and beat at any time of the song. and the lyrics fit nicely to the scene of the movie. and the different musical instruments that they used. and the catchy melody throughout the seven minute long song. with their ever repetitive dance move makes the video eye-appealing. i just watched mera yaar ki shaadi hai, which means my friend's wedding. its actually a remake of julia robert's my best friend wedding with the gender roles remix.

ok for now, lets see what other hindi movies i can watch later in the afternoon.

i felt a pinch in my pocket. this is what happen when you get so devoted to photography. you keep buying and buying things on impulse. i just got myself a canon ef 50mm 1.8 and i must say that im quite impress with the result. the only drawback is its slow focusing speed and the noise it makes. now i noe the usefulness of ultrasonic motors. i dunno if its my lens or is it just like that. coz im having a hard time focusing. anyway, some test shots first. happy sister; happy father; happy lomo; and my saawariya with 50mm.

theres two type of person. one, person who dress to impress, dress to kill. two, person who dun care what they wear, coz they dun care what people think. which breed are you. i think im both. but more inclined to the latter. at times. i think. i think, i only dress up when im on dates. which i dun do anymore. coz its so ridiculous, i can barely stop. i can hardly breathe, they make me wanna scream, theyre so fabulous, theyre so good to me. babies!

i'll turn imsoniac soon. ah, someone please help me. and went esplanade last two nights. and there are like lots of youngster. i wonder what they do there. im glad my times over. haha. like real. like shit. im twenty two. its like so cool when i dun behave like one. ive been living in a world of lies, and i cant help but to lie sometimes too. what can i do. brightside. im still on a shopping spree. photog soon. and play pretend again, and keep hitting each other back. good nights.

something for you to wonder.
whatever youre doing, im doing it too.

i saw a video on yahoo news about a track runner disqualified for covering herself up from head to toe. shes a lady, used tights from head to toe. but i find it rather hmm, compromising. coz from all i noe, if u wanna cover urself up, one must also wear something loose. like not to use skinny jeans or anything associate with it. coz i saw a video before, why the hijab when youre using tight clothing that shows ur curves? contradicting heh. so, my point is, nothing. go figure or think about it. im just bored.

my dreams these past few days have been a mix of weird, happy, and heroic stories. like yesterday night, i dreamt singapore has been attacked by some kind of weird mutations. the people are possessed like some kind of being. more like zombie-like with super strength power. and me, being a member of the special ops command, had to go through with these shit. i was deployed together with my company. and somehow, i was the overseer of the whole operation, but more to my squad only. i command, and deploy my men over the warzone. i see them via satellite and live video feeds. which is freaking cool. but we were attacked endlessly and we're shortage of men. but as usual, the attack subside. and after this part, was the scary part. coz my men was already wear of from defending the fort, im left with myself, the only one fit for operation in preventing further infiltrations. so, im off with full battle order, with tactical shield and an mp5 sling behind my back, CS grenade in my tactical vest, two magazines of mp5, and im holding an intermediate shield to hold my line. and i swear i feel the adrenaline rush while sleeping. i stepped out into the in the red zone, had my visor of my riot helmet down, and stand on guard. and thats it. end of the dream. i can only imagine after that. but its very interesting. i can imagine myself, smoky terrain, with my full battle order, and a magazine poster, be extraordinary.

another one, i was at the airport, with family, heading of from umrah. and i can clearly remember, i said something like we're going umrah on the 8 to 18 june 2008. so hopefully, insyaallah, we're heading of for umrah in june. and also, yesterday, i dreamt something like a fairytale. something that shouldnt happen in the first place. but i did happen. i can see stars in the dream. uve been waxed off as we stared straight into each other.

i think, sooner or later, something will happen to the world. i read a book about anti-matter before. which i think is somehow deadly. antimatter is the opposite form or matter. when the both meet, its kaboom. i think so. and scientist at this day knows roughly about the origin. its the result of supernovas, blackholes and stuff. but it could be use for space travel. i dunno. i read the article from yahoo news. and take note of this...

. if you could convert all of the energy contained in 1 kg of sugar, or 1 kg of water, or 1 kg of any other stuff, you could drive a car for about 100,000 years without stopping. how do u convert, go figure. its all related to e=mc2. i sound smart heh.

one night at mustafa center. sister kept pushing me aside.
me: oi, whats up with you.
sister: ohh. practice tawaf. hahaha.

ok. thats random. but i noticed, on the way back home or anywhere, people are giving frowns. no smiles at all. singaporeans are like totally hostile. i wonder whats on their mind, with frowns so bad, the mrt can derail. especially aunties. urggh. i cant stand aunty. they are so firm with their ultimate goals when they are at train station. you can see their focused face when the train comes. once the train slide open its doors, they will rush in with frown faces and glide into the nearest seats. if they cant get the seat, they will shove their way through the middle cabin and stand in front of the person sitting. they will stand so near that their buldging stomach faced straight up to the poor man lady who is sitting down.

i wish singaporean smiles everywhere they go. i cant help but to take notes of all the surrounding around me.

ahh. reading someones blog reminds me i got a parking summon to pay. this is such a burden. and i bloghop again to my friends blogs. and i found out im the last remaining blogger among us. haha. iceblend atikah stated somewhere in her post. iceblend turns one today. wanna know something. glasspieces turns five five days ago. ok lar. not glasspieces. but pointzero, shifty, misledyouth and came to a full circle glasspieces. haha.

i will soon be transfered out from special operations command, police tactical squad, kilo x-ray. not because im unfit, because my team will disband this coming late march. all the gruelsome training has gone to waste. and i really hope i get transfered to airport division, so i wont be in long train rides with other poly students anymore. sometimes, i cant help but to stare at people. not the im not happy with you kinda stare, but stare as to see ones dressing. and i saw this lady yesterday with a backpack. maybe its me, but it has really been a while since i last saw a girl of my age group with a backpack. they will either bring a tote bag, or any other glamourous bag with them. even to school.

sometimes, i find it rather irritating. haha. and i recalled, during my poly days, i dun remember seeing any girls at school with a normal bagpack. so, i just find it rather interesting. or maybe im such a boring person as to not come across such people. but i wonder whats inside such huge bag shes carrying. if it was me, i would bring err, i dunno either.

glasspieces online. i have always like those words. it has been a long hiatus. and with the start of the new year, i try to change everything. like what gurmit always said on channel five, whats your new year resolution. i dun have any. all i know something bad and something good will take place. ok. sister engagement pictures will be up very soon. site has not been completed yet. im still looking for a free host. till then, enjoy your weekends.