Day 3

Had Design Comm with Graeme again today, and yes, I fell asleep again.
It wasn't my bloody fault.

He was talking about time management AGAIN (he went on and on about it in his first class) and I dozed off as he was telling us about his part-time job as masseuse at night. -_- Irrelevant?

Been getting around class these few days, sussing out my classmates.
Ruled out Nicky and Vic who both smoke. I know Julian smoked too but at least he was courteous enough to walk/sit further away when he knew I didn't like it. (There's a gentleman for you XD)

Ruled out the rest of the boys - I hate guys who aren't courteous.
When he had to get out from class for an assignment, they all rushed and pushed their way into the lift first, laughing at all the stunned girls who were left behind and jammed the shut button in out faces.

What the fuck.
That's something I did not miss at all after leaving Malaysia - guys who aren't courteous.
That day I held the door for my classmates and all the guys just streamed in without a second glance, leaving me struggling with the heavy autoshutting door until another GIRL saw me and quickly held it for me to go in. =.=

Chivalry has all but died.

Thank god for my very own gentleman. :D
If you are reading this, take note: If you ever let a door slam in my face...ROAR!

So anyway, today I went for lunch with the other Malaysian girl - there are 2 Msian boys and 2 Msian girls including me in my class. Took a dislike to one of the boys after hearing him bragging about keying his teacher's cars and slashing their tyres.

WOW. WHAT AN ACHIEVEMENT!
So brave, so daring, my hero. -_-
Childish, more like it.

His justification?

"Well, they pissed ME off first!" [smirk]

My teachers have pissed me off a hell lot of times, but I don't indulge myself in petty acts of revenge to feel more important or rebellious. -.- They aren't really worth my time and effort.

OKAY. Enough bitching.
Accept them all, Mona says. So. Well. I'll try. But you know, I'm picky. (Which should make you feel special :D)

Went to lunch with Amanda today.
I liked her from day 1, but never really got to talk to her cause I was hanging around with other people - sampling? Haha.

Well anyway, she's a nice girl.
Graeme gave us one hour to leave the class and hunt for materials for our first assignment, a montage.

Materials needed:

3 characters/letters/numbers
2 words
1 paragraph of text/sentence
1 photograph
1 dead leaf

Scavenger hunt! WHEE.
We stepped outside and picked up the first leaf we saw, leaving us with 1 hour of free time (it was a 2.5 hour class.)

Talked to Graeme and he said that our whole class would end up with the same leaves if we didn't bother walking out to look for different kinds. He suggested that we go to the park, so Amanda, Joy and I started walking in a random direction. (We forgot to ask where the park was. Ha. Ha.)

After walking in a straight line for 15 minutes and no park in sight, I discovered I was standing at Berkeley street, where mom, Den and I stayed last year. Which meant Melbourne U was nearby!

Amanda also pointed out, "hey! Melbourne U is somewhere here. I've never been there, I wanna go see!"

So I called Den and she directed us to her main campus. :D
I got lost WITHIN the campus (freaking HUGE) so I was a pretty lousy tourguide. All they managed to see was gorgeous buildings with vines creeping up the walls and a huge construction site next to the Genetics building.

We all stared at that building in awe. Being art foundation students, the idea of having an entire building dedicated to something as scientific and specific as GENETICS totally wowed us.

There was a Genetics Lane too. -_-

Anyway, I ditched my leaf and got a cute, tiny little leaf.
I'M GONNA HAVE PART OF MELBOURNE U IN MY ASSIGNMENT!

Whoa. Prestigious.

We hurried back to class and were almost late. (Freaking far wei, Melbourne U to my RMIT building.)

Nevermind that none of us had anything but the freaking leaf off our list.
I grabbed a stack of magazines from the front desk and tossed one each to Amanda and Joy, and got the rest of the stuff there. XD

I ripped out what I wanted in 5 minutes and packed it away to do over the weekend. :D
We're supposed to do 15 thumbnails of our ideas for the assignment - but I already know exactly what I want to do, so I'm gonna have to do the tedious task of bullshitting 14 other samples from my head.

-_-

It's primary school all over again, where I used to write the answers to my maths exam before doing the working. (Got the answers right but screwed up the working, leaving my teacher scratching her head in puzzlement.)

Overall, I'm pretty excited over my assignments so far - it's gonna be a busy weekend but I think I'm going to enjoy doing my work for once in my life.

I can't believe it! I'm looking forward to doing homework!

O_O

Wow. Never thought such a day would come. For now I'm going to get my 10 hours sleep and start work tomorrow. :D

ART FTW!
*happy*

First Piece of Artwork

The first piece of art was done in my Production Skills class.

The lecturer was Vanessa and she is the most chiong hei lecturer I've met so far.

LET'S DO INTRODUCTIONS!
I'll begin with myself...

[cue 30 minute long speech about her oldest boy, younger boy, daughter, siberian huskies, turtles and egg-laying discuses]

I slowly nodded off.

Anyway, our whole class was pretty excited to be playing around with charcoal!
WHEE.
Apart from the irritating, hair-raising, gag-inducing screech of the charcoal across paper...it was pretty fun! :D

After giving us 5 minutes to play around and do whatever we wanted with the charcoal, we had to draw......paper.

O_O

It was kinda cool. She made us hold up a piece of paper.

"What do you see?"
"Er, white?"

She asked us to look again properly.
Then she made us crush the paper.
Most of us went O_O whaaaaaaat? Crush a perfectly good piece of paper? T_T

But we did it, and she made us draw it.

Omfg. Have you tried drawing a piece of crumpled paper with an unfamiliar medium (charcoal in my case)?

The results turned out something like this:


LOL ARGH. Anyway I don't know why the picture is oriented this way. I was the right way up when I uploaded it. Tried to rectify it 3 times and got lazy. You just have to turn your heads. (:

The teacher didn't allow us to shade it, outlines only she said. o_O
Only on the second one, (she made us rotate our model) she asked to attempt shading.

As you all know, I hate shading with a passion. @*#^@*&^#
It turned out something like this:


Note that the model was carried back and squished in my backpack for 4 or 5 streets, bounced around and tossed to the ground before I remembered it was there and took it out to photograph it so pardon me if it looks slightly different. ^^"

(I took it from this camera angle cause it looks better. LOL. I don't want to enhance my tragic shading. THEY HAVEN'T TAUGHT US HOW TO YET! Hentam saja lollll.)

So yeaaaaaa, there's my first piece of artwork at RMIT.
Not too impressive but not thaaaaaaaat disappointing either. :/

Lol. Anyway whoever was wondering about the 'mushy' in the bf's first blog post yesterday...


That's the one I gave to him!
Better stop taking screenshots without telling him. AHAHA. Later he won't webcam me edi. ):

Cute mushy? :D

First Class

First class of Uni!

Although I do wish I had a first class ticket back home that I could blog about. (:

Anyway, English was up first, with Denise as my teacher. HOHOHO.

We started off by filling a form with our personal info, and then she proceeded to explain her name.

Seriously.

She told us that we would find it common that family names are put last in Australia, as opposed to our culture where it comes first. Now I know that roughly half my class is from China, but I'm sure that they know that the S of Denise S is her surname. :/ [surname removed as advised by Yap - some of these people are quite famous -_- don't want them googling themselves up lol]

Anyway, she had us do some reading comprehension on culture shock.

I finished it in 5 minutes but I pretended to be still doing it, cause I looked up and people were still reading the passage and hadn't even moved on to the questions yet. -_-

God knows people will be screaming LANSI KIA if I went 'MISS! I'M DONE!' just then. I only handed it in when another boy turned his paper in. Another Malaysian. Whoa. Our english owns. ^_^

But what the heck, I couldn't escape from scrutiny even after disguising my 1337ness T_T

Denise singled me out and with a whisper so useless the whole class could hear her (loud and clear,) began to interrogate me about my english proficiency.

"Do you like to read?"

"Yeah, I do."

"What kind of books?"

"Oh, I don't know. Anything."

"What kind...do you read biographies?"

"Sometimes. I read anything, science fiction, chick lit, anything."

At this point I was beginning to get a little bit annoyed, but hid it with my pro PEH face.

"Oh, so mainly you like fantasies?"

"Uhuhhh, yeah."

"I think you're fluent in english then, are you?"

"Yes, pretty much."

"Oh, where are you from?"

"Malaysia."

"You went to an english-based school?"

"No. I speak english at home."

"Your education wasn't in english at all?"

"Nope. Chinese, then malay."
"Never had any education in english at all?"
"Just one year, in college."

"How come your family decided to speak to you in english at home?"

"Er. Cause they said since I would pick up chinese and malay in school anyway they would teach me english at home."

"Have you studied in Australia before?"

"No."

"I see, then it's funny, because you seem to have a bit of an accent."

"Hm. Really?"

"Yea, you have this sort of...European accent. Have you been here for a while?"

"Nope. I got here on Friday."

"Well! That's funny."

"Maybe I picked it up while I was here."

"Well...maybe. Anyway, since you seem to be fluent in English, I was thinking that maybe you could bring a book to class for times like this."

"Bring a book?"

"Yes, a storybook. Seeing as you finish so fast, you might get bored while waiting for others, who may take longer, like now."

WALAO.

I was like "..."

Here I was trying hard to stay inconspicuous, and there SHE was helping me lansi the rest of the class. THANK YOU.

-_-

She started quizzing me after she gave me a sheet of paper - a student guide - to read and I finished it off under a minute. Then she handed me another sheet of paper detailing the curriculum for the year. I only read it cause I was bored.

I guess she started embarassing me cause she ran out of paper.

._.

But I don't think my classmates hate me.

:D I walked into class and decided to plop myself next to this guy who had the whole cool nerd thing going on.

A couple of girls stared at me for a moment, probably wondering why I passed them over in favour of a lone guy with a semi-shaved head, cowboy boots and his PSP on the table.

Nicky is from China, but has stayed in Aussie for 3 years+

He's restless and fidgety and does things that may seem awkward for other people, but I find quite endearing - tossing a crunched up ball of paper into the bin and missing, then jerking and jumping out of his seat with an 'oh!' to race to the fallen piece of paper and dispose of it properly, then zooming back to his seat with loud clatter and looking round to see if anyone noticed.

Naturally, everyone did.

He let me play with his PSP during our 15 minute break in class.

(It was a 3 hour class WTF.)

Got this cool Japanese drum game that works like Guitar Hero. Just follow the beat and whack the buttons accordingly. XD

Hou fun ar. :D

Later we had icebreaking games, and I can proudly say I know the names of everyone in class - around 20 people I think. WHEE. I suck at names so this is a first for me. ^_^

This year looks promising, ignoring the 4 hour classes. T_T

FOUR FREAKING HOURS WTF.

But I hope I'll enjoy drawing so much the hours will fly by unnoticed, leaving me hoping for more time at the end of the day. After all, why would I leave home (and mom and Mona and friends and doggies and CS/DotA) and fly 7000 km away, if not to do something I love?

(Besides escaping from corruption, horrible political situation, rising inflation, scorching weather, food I don't really like, discrimination, horrible drivers and sometimes discourteous citizens?)

By the way, I semi-forced the boyfriend to start a blog.

Which is here.

HAHAHA. I SWEAR THAT WASN'T WHAT HAPPENED!

My bitch.

Full of shit!

And that's why he's my bitch. :D

(Among many other redeeming qualities. :P)