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I just had the most bloodyfuckinggodawful day in a long time =_=

As if it wasn't enough that I slept 1.5 hours the day before and a mere 3 hours last night after stabbing myself in the leg with a scalpel, I had to wake up early today to go to the library to print my colour pics and assemble my development book for my 3D construction assignment.

I woke up at 10.45, flying around the house in a hurry as I was supposed to meet Amanda at 11. Ended up leaving the house at 11.30 as I was waiting for her call - which didn't come so I called her to tell her I'm going to the library first.

Reached there. Had a bloody bimbo using the printing comp and had to wait forever for her to get her shit together and print her fucking document.

Then I encountered more imbeciles at the print release station who couldn't fucking DECIDE whether they wanted to print their document or not and just sat there with their mouse hovering over the button, frowning intently at the screen while trying to make the fucking biggest decision in their entire lives - god knows TEN FUCKING CENTS hang in the balance of this decision!

Then I had to print another document and the bloody computer couldn't read the .docx file. Redid it as an older Word document, bracing the queue for the printing computers AGAIN onlly to find that my print document was NOT released at the print station.

THEN I realised I left my sketches at home so I had to run all the way back - 40 minutes before class while my angels Amanda and Jen helped me get that shit printed and to photocopy the proforma - form to hand-in the assignment.

Came back and almost cried tears of gratitude to find all my documents cut and ready to be glued. Our 3-person assembly made quick work of my titles that needed to be pasted in the document.

With no time left for lunch, we hurried off to class - and THEN I discovered that neither Amanda nor Jen knew how to operate the library's photocopy machine and SO, they did not get the proformas copied and so we had to stop off at the post office outside class to get that done.

THEN the photocopier ran out of paper and I had to ask this guy who moved like a freaking snail and decided to be all chatty to refill the machine and get the printing done.

We reached class 15 minutes late.

AND THEN, the lecturer tells us that 5% will be deducted off the assignments for those who arrived late. WHAT THE FUCK MAN!

And then I fucking realised that a whole bunch of people didn't even print the proformas beforehand and were given time after class to get that done - while we were fucking late getting it printed BEFORE class and were PENALISED for it.

THEN I REMEMBERED I LEFT ANOTHER FUCKING DOCUMENT AT HOME.

SO I had to trudge all the way from Elizabeth St back to Drummond - 15 minutes uphill AGAIN just to fetch the stupid fucking document which I printed 2 weeks ago and brought it to uni faithfully EVERY SINGLE DAY EXCEPT THE DAY I NEEDED TO HAND IT IN.

THEN SHE TELLS ME THAT IT NEEDED TO BE STUCK INTO THE DOCUMENT AND NOT HANDED IT IN SEPERATELY.

So I'm gonna have more fucking marks deducted for presentation cause she looked so irritated already when I asked whether I could stick it in there and then that I just said forget it.

AND THEN JENNIFER SAYS SHE THOUGHT SHE GAVE ME MY PROFORMA ALREADY SO SHE DIDN'T HAVE ANY LEFT FOR ME.

Luckily I printed some when I went back home to get my thing, so that's alright. In a way.

THEN I REALISED I LEFT MY WALLET WHEN I WENT BACK HOME.

CHAOCHEEBYE. Luckily Amanda lent me money to eat dinner cause I DIDN'T FUCKING EAT A SINGLE FUCKING THING since the night before, having been up till 7 am finishing up my work.

AND THEN.

On the way back after dinner I realised that the plastic bag in which I was carrying my box of 3D constructions had SPRUNG A FUCKING HUGE HOLE AND MY PENCIL BOX WAS GONE.

KANINEHCHAOCHEEBYE.

I walked back to Elizabeth St AGAIN and Amanda - I owe her a HUGE bunch man - helped me backtrack the way I came to hunt for it only to discover ABSOLUTELY NO TRACES OF MY PENCIL BOX.

AND AMANDA'S SCALPEL WAS INSIDE!

AND MINE!

MY LITERALLY BLOODY SCALPEL THAT I STABBED MYSELF WITH THE NIGHT BEFORE!

FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK FUCK THE WORLD!

I'm TIRED.

I'm HUNGRY.

My calves and thighs are throbbing from all that running up and downhill.

I'm gonna get SHIT for this assignment.

AND MY HAIR SMELLS OF CABBAGE.

Fuck you all and good night.

Cold T_T

Die streamyx DIE!

1. For making my boy dc repeatedly i.e. every 3 minutes and take 3 times the amount of time to reconnect

2. For making my ping 5-600+ while playing CS.

GERAMNYA!

For one, Sam can't message me anymore because his bill exceeded 1.2k RM since January. =_= Holy shit yes that's insane. Sorry babe.

And for another, I get agitated if I can't kill people in CS. Instead of quitting, I just stay on longer and longer until I can pawn the enemy and get revenge...and lagging more in the process, getting more and more irritated...

But eventually I stop when I get upset over the fact that ah boy gets upset over that fact that I get upset over the lag.

o_O But I still have this urge to play. And no one can stop me now! Last time mom used to scold me because I wasn't studying enough - who needs to study for art?

I just get my work done and that's it. :D

3 high distinctions so far! WOWOWO.

A few more distinction+s and I'm aiming to get all distinction and above this year. PLEASE PLEASE 70+ marks thanks.

T_T The only subject I'm really worried about is Production Skills. It's the only subject I kind of suck at as a whole. It's just basic drawing, painting and skills of the like. I have HORRIBLE finishes on my work - streaks in the paint, lead marks on my drawing etc.

Also, I mixed white paint into my colour wheel (FORGIVE ME I DID NOT KNOW IT WAS FORBIDDEN) and diluted my yellow...who the hell screws up yellow?

It's the ONLY colour on the wheel that we don't have to mix with any others colours. Even red has to be mixed with yellow, and light blue with dark blue.

Incidentally, my blue and red were deemed 'perfect' whereas my yellow FAILED.

I told her the truth, that I splashed red paint into it and turned it orangey so I used some white and more yellow to wash out the horrible red taint. ):

But her standards are so incredibly high - she can spot flaws in your artwork at a mere glance while I - the artist - needs to look at it for a while to register that there's something wrong.

-_- While she's good at what she's teaching, she's still a bitch anyway.

Bleh.

Anyway it's getting really cold out - averaging 15C in the daytime and 10C at night. That is, if it's not raining. The 4 minute shower policy can go and suck it for all I care. The hot water just feels so damn good running down my back that I refuse to get out of the shower even after 10 minutes.

I burned myself with the hot water a couple of times, but didn't notice.

o_o The water runs down my back for most of the shower, and there was once when I checked myself out in the mirror I really that my back, ass and the behind of my legs were red and swollen whereas my front looked perfectly fine.

-_- Walao.

Amanda says she likes the cold weather as it gives more fashion options - scarves, coats, boots etc.

I donno. I wear the same shoes and coat everyday and rarely wear scarves. They stick to the velcro of my coat and it gets ruined. -_-

Oh yeah. I'm starting to believe that guys like long hair better, although Sam has been telling me this for a while now. Guys are starting to look at me now, and smile...wtf why is hair so important anyway?

I understand the girls like long hair because it can be styled differently and I dunno...it's feminine? But today I didn't even tie my hair cause it was all lumpy and messy and still I get more attention.

=_=? I guess guys like long hair as much as I like skinny, shapely arms on guys. :D

I shall not question the weirdness of human minds anymore.

Just gonna sit back and accept it in all it's unfathomable glory.

Heehee. That day someone asked me where I got jeans - they're awesome!

And yesterday a shopkeeper asked me where I got my earrings - they're really nice.

I almost lol-ed in amusement.

Who would've thought people would be asking me where I got my clothes?

I've always thought of myself as a clothing disaster - house t-shirt, old jeans/baggy shorts and flipflops.

:S But I appreciate the change nonetheless. XD

I can almost hear Viv going OMG you're becoming lalafied or WTF we're becoming so feminine last year both of us were utter barbarians.

But I don't know.

I find that there is less pressure here if I want to 'dress up' - meaning skirt, tights, a shirt and dangly earrings - than back home because almost everyone here dresses here like that anyway.

And not many people know me so there won't be the pesky problem of your friends going OOOOOO what occasion ah? Or WTF ARE YOU WEARING?

But anyway, I still wear a t-shirt and jeans on most days, occasionally a shirt and earrings if I'm feeling dressy. :D

I just realised how much I love canvas shoes - they're so comfortable and light and they go well with anything that's not formal.

*_*

I don't know if I'll wear flipflops again when I go home.

There's also the fact that my right leg is 4 cm shorter than the left, and I pad my right shoe with an insole to balance out the difference in length.

Now I get less backaches, leg aches and the general feeling of imbalance has been reduced so much I feel almost normal now. I get slightly disoriented and can't walk straight (ask those whose feet I have trampled on) when I'm wearing slippers.

Lol.

Mom called and I totally forgot what I was talking about. -_-

Anyway I like this picture (it looks nicer when blown up):

My lecturer asked me a tricky question.

"Did you plan the way that the text led your eye into the photograph and gave attention to the texture of the fruit, yet not taking focus off the text as well or did you play around and decide that you want the font there?"

I was like ERRRR cause everyone was staring and I just said:

"Er I just...wanted to put it there."

Thinking I just killed my chances of sounding self-assured and confident with my 'artistic vision,' my lecturer goes "GOOD! Because sometimes you should follow you intuition and that's what we sometimes need when creating a piece if art."

She beamed. I beamed.

And that proves that the longest answer is not always the right answer for all of you who like to hentam stuff when you ahve no idea of what to say.

:D

More pictures of my environmental sculpture in the newest album on my facebook. :)

Tummy getting hot now - fatass Mac is sitting on my tummy.

Counted 4 Macs in class that day. I didn't bring mine but it would have the biggest of all MUAHAHHAHAHAH! Dai gor laptop. :)

Okay. Byebye wanna go find bf edi.

/lalafied ^_^V