Killer

The past two days were the super suay days. Oh my god nothing worked well. I ran out of masking tape, a hole appeared in my JEANS, I ran out of time to do my fabric book, and the list goes on...

Ok. let's start with yesterday.


24 May 2007, Thursday

It was the last day to do batik cause the next day is the submission date. I was so fucking stressed and don't know went to the toilet how many times. I forgot what happened except that i mainly did my batik and did my batik and did my batik. At last I came out with something satisfactory.

You couldn't imagine how sad, how distressed, how depressed and how lonely I felt at the Print Shop at that moment. I was listening to sad sad songs all the time. "Zuo Yi Tian De Ni" by Jolin Tsai. Oh damn.

So I came out with something naughty to ease my pain.

There was supposed to be TexFun at 2pm. You guessed. I absolutely think that it is a waste of time, At most we'll be burning fabrics and stuff. Not very constructive time.

The moment I got out of the murky corridors of the design school my spirits took a 360-turn. Damn you couldn't imagine how happy I was, how free I was. This kinda feeling's great.

Dined with my friends at Sakae. YAY BUFFET. Getting weaker. We used to eat forty over plates. Hahaha. I wish they change the dessert.

Bought essential stuff for projects (this course is super-duper fucking expensive) and GUESS WHAT. While shopping for Ziploc bags at Fairprice, I discovered that my Batik was missing. So we went all the way back from TM to CS, back to Sakae, searched the toilet, and peered into all the rubbish bins We'd passed. Negative. Traced our route all the way back to the supermarket, and still no results. So dead. It's so dead.

And headed home sadly. One more thing to clear when I've just removed it fom my To-Do list.

I slept at around 9 or 10pm, and set the alarm for 3am. Oh my god I hate this kinda of life. I thought I've had enough in Sec 4. Sigh. I hate I hate I REALLY hate to wake up in the middle of the night to do stuff. I LOVE SLEEP. It's very important and very healthy for mind and body.

So I went to sleep and woke up very reluctantly at 3am and started on the mind-boggling task. Started with the Batik write-up, then I started burning the fabrics with the candle i stole from the ADM Studio. Wah lao eh like some spiritual game of burning candles in the night. Then I ran out of candles and disturbed my mama for another one. Then the dyeing test... Somehow it was 6.30am, and then it was 7.30am. TIme to pack up. Sigh. The task seemed impossible to complete. So much to be done. The goal post is so damn far away that i didn't think I could reach it.


25 May 2007, Friday

Reached school and we pasted some stuff for my projects. I purposely brought my laptop today to type out the report, and just nice my brother just got the Microsoft and Photoshop CDs from his friend. So i thought i could install Microsoft and do the typing. By alas! It didn't work. Something missing. Sigh. Ultimate suay-ness.

Slogged for Batik. I only did one redo this time. Good. But I painted the wrong colour for one part and the piece looked totally wrong. I look at how great the works of the others' are and I feel so perturbed.

Anyway I completed it and went off for the next torture process.

Sigh. I found a seat at the CAD Lab and began typing the fabric book stuff. Very very very very very very very very tedious. After a very very very very very very long time, I finished up most parts of it, and proceeded to yarn count, which i did slipshod-ly, and finding out the knitting/weaving struture of the swatches, which i did even more slipshod-ly.

By four I was done, and the printer was spoilt! (And I think I spoilt it. Shit.) So I lugged my LUGGAGE around to the library to print out the stuff. And i think my thumbdrive got INFECTED BY TROJAN. This "Flashy" trojan, which Moses had warned us about, and later told us that the coast is clear to use the thumbdrives again, is back again, i see. So the coast is only "clear" in Design school, and Ultimate suay-ness decrees that I have to catch this trojan here, in the library.

Okay, printed out my stuff. Left with half an hour to paste everything in. So Paige extended the deadline to 5.30pm. I pasted like crazy. For the last half an hour two friends came over to help. I rejected them at first cause I don't wanna trouble anyone, but in the end i gave in cause i really had no time left. More hands, more work. Camaderie is really important in Design, as I'd just realised, especially if you are in a rush to complete your project. I submitted my thing at 5.35pm with Paige constantly asking me to hurry up. This is the real 'freakin out'. In the end my fabric book was exhibited for the Parents' Night. Phew.

Lady Luck come back to me please. Maybe I should really listen to Nicky's peculiar-but-very-true myth. Yeah.

Well, on hindsight, it was really Mission Impossible Turned Possible. I don't wanna go through this anymore in my life. I'd rather eat a bowl of green leafy veggies.

What a(two) trauma-mama day(s).

Oh yes. Two people have oficially left the class. Now we're only left with 17 students.