Wednesday, August 01, 2007

I made that okay. Out of nothing but clay. Hah.
Oh wells.
I'm starting to hate school more and more, because of this godforsaken block. The crappiest subject I have ever taken in my life, also known as Visual Presentation Essentials, has made me hopelessly broke.
IT IS DAMN STUPID OKAY AND I AM DAMN FUCKING PISSED
First off, we have to purchase mounting boards every fucking lesson, and it's not A4 or A3 but A2 and A1 sizes. Do you know how expensive they are? Go to the bookshop and see. Go! And we have to buy at least two every lesson, so we'll spend about 10 bucks every lesson, plus additional materials like cutter, cutting mat, T square, set square, steel ruler, and whatever else.
Then, what do we do to these precious mounting boards? We cut them up into squares!
Yes, that's right. CUT. THEM. UP.
And it's alot harder than you think actually ( I found this out the hard way, I mean, how difficult can cutting ten 10cm by 10cm squares be right? FUCKING difficult, that's how), because the squares have to be exactly identical, no irregularities whatsoever and it is so frustrating I want to cry.
Hai. Seriously.
I skipped lessons too many times already and I am faaaaaar behind. The most recent purchase we have had to make was a compressed board which costs 8 freaking bucks for an A2. Merepek seh.
Other than that, life is good. I think. *grins stupidly*
I wonder if we're moving too fast. Oh wells. Not that I'm complaining or anything, but I don't want history to repeat itself. Like it always does.
I'm having a super bad sore throat. Pray my voice doesn't go away please thank you. No worries, Hacks will save the day! Woot!
I want CPR.

@ 6:07 AM

SYAF I AM

Okay, so I'm this girl right.

Who had big plans to change the world.
When I was young, I wanted to be either a zoologist, veterinarian or pilot.
I wanted to travel and help eradicate poverty.

And then when this girl grows up, she's all like, fack that!
She becomes guilty of things she never thought she'd have done.
She meets people of all shapes and sizes, some beautiful, some downright fugly.
Both inside and outside.
She becomes acquainted with some things called failure and commitment.
She realises love is as elusive as, perhaps, weight loss.

I let my inner demon out through my art.
Enjoy.

Y

SYAF LOVES

green eyes on hot guys, red and purple shoes, pepper and cream puffs, lincoln park at midnight
sitting on carpark roofs talking nonsense, meaningful silences, chewy cookie bits in vanilla ice cream
chocolate icing, shopping till my legs give out, smiling at random people, thinking about stuff

N

SYAF HATES

panadol or whatever pills for that matter, retarded nails, losing my voice, being broke
bananas, my thighs and big ass, man boobs, seeing something i really like but discovering that it costs a bomb


SYAF WANTS

levi's jeans, pimple cream, fake lashes, hair dye, a bigger paycheque, M&Ms
new specs, and possibly a hotass guy to sweep me off my feet

YOU SAY


THERE YOU GO.

{♥} shikin
{♥} atiqah
{♥} sarah
{♥} syafs
{♥} azura
{♥} ilyana
{♥} nurul
{♥} syaf
{♥} jocelyn
{♥} laila
{♥} aiman
{♥} SBOFpirates!
{♥} friend
{♥} friend

designer : kathleen
image : jde

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