artikulate

Sunday, October 15, 2006

wordcount: 3102
verdict: approaching breakdown
vision: et screaming death and gloatingly bloodbathing our crisp white pages
sigh..
such is the nightmare of pw
ohwell all i take comfort in is that every loser in j1 is facing the same shit.

loser.
yeah why didnt i just get a life and sign into the lasalle camp?!
arghh. I cringe every single time I think of the moment they called to ask if I still wanted my place there and I stupidly blubbered no into the phone :/ and if i really do decide to go back there after this loser life here, its gonna be even more embarrasing to go through the same bloody interview.
Well okay i really do like the art part and i really thank God for mr tang. yeah he needs a new haircut, funkier specs and newer outifts but i really cant imagine art class without his trademark "huh?!" haha:) but it seems like more and more my art is getting me into deep shit. (Kalla i really dont hold you to that. really) its also pressure from elsewhere. guys im just a girl, not a maid.

Since im at it, i might as well say this for all and sundry to see
we artists are all weird people
we are best left to our own devices in terms of art
and we are not maids

Top 10 list of things to do:
1. claw my way back to fitness
2. attempt to compile ms heng's photobook
(in time for the farewell)
3. start coursework brainstorming!
4. Pig out with the pok
5. meet up with all the other poks
6. finish vanity fair (the novel)
7. buy the church guitar
8. watch my wu xia pian:))
9. get ching's present
10. spend some moolah:)

||| out of tune at 8:48 PM