Joke

Hi there. The workload is catching up. I just discovered today that we were to do F-I-F-T-Y pieces of work for 2DArF for the final submission. Oh my god please, i suck at art. I'll see how it goes.

For the lesson today, we did "Tonal Values", which includes drawing boxes (AGAIN!) and then filling them in with different tones, and coming up with patterns for all the tones. I redid my work at 10.30am, which was one and a half hours after class started. And Wilson obviously saw it, and came over to talk to me. It's really creepy you know, you can feel~ him looking at what you're doing.

And one classmate was obviously trying too hard on her work.

Then we started on the second part of the assignment, which is to draw out a shape (in this case, a vase, which Wilson placed in front of us) and then add the patterns we drew onto the shape (in the form of boxes). Aiya like very confusing, but actually it's not.

Huong and I stayed back to finish up the work, but i didn't finish mine HAHA. Bored and sick of it lah. My hands were super dirty already, and in turn they smudged the paper. Blotchy black patches YUCKS.

Then Huong started to fill in her consent forms. And i asked,"You signing it yourself?" "Of course. This (referring to the "21 years and below parent's consent" section) is for 21 years and below". "So how old are you? (aiya take the chance and ask mah)" "You guess?" I guessed 22, but WRONG. My bro still said that she looks at most 20 years old.

And i went to was standing up to pack my stuff while she filled uo the form. I stole a glance at the "Age:___" line, and Huong started to write, but stopped at the second digit. Oops. It's kinda like a inverted 'C' in the number "3". So i pretty much guessed her age. We went our own ways after that.

After that i went to the payphone to call Nicky ( i only discovered i didn't bring my phone when we got into the expressway. I left it charging at home). HAHA she was in class.

After that i went to the library to draw a new piece of today's work. I want it CLEAN. And the damn CD player is out of battery again. Damnation.

Went for class at 3pm. Christine Foong was reprimanding a student there. Then Kristine brought us to the Heavy Duty Workshop, where we went though a torturous tour around the workshop and the materials store. As usual, the technical officers were uncles who spoke broken English. One of them. Mister Lee boasted that some of the machinery were found in the industry, and even universities don't have them. Not even Engine school. Wow. And the lecturers can have their car painted at the Spray Paint section. COOL.

We were finally released at 5.20pm. Mama came at 6.10pm. Finally, home. But we dropped by at Block 308 first. I asked mama to buy me fish soup, but she got me mixed veg rice- rice and a piece of fish. HAHA. Why? Cause there's no fish soup. I loveeee fish.

I've to complete the tonal values tonight. SAD. My bro just told me he finished reading Harry Potter yesterday night. Now it's my turn. Yay. But no time leh. How?