perhaps i should explain.


mumbles

guowei
taurus
all i do is sing and scoop

yawns


grunts


guffaws
agnessa
christabel
jasmine
sam
saffie
tabitha
zhengkai

gurgles
© * étoile filante
inspiration/colours: mintyapple
icons: cablelines
reference: x / x

burps
♥ March 2005
♥ April 2005
♥ May 2005
♥ June 2005
♥ July 2005
♥ August 2005
♥ October 2005
♥ November 2005
♥ December 2005
♥ January 2006
♥ February 2006
♥ March 2006
♥ April 2006
♥ May 2006
♥ June 2006
♥ July 2006
♥ August 2006
♥ September 2006
♥ October 2006
♥ November 2006
♥ December 2006
♥ January 2007
♥ February 2007
♥ March 2007
♥ April 2007
♥ May 2007
♥ June 2007
♥ July 2007
♥ August 2007
♥ September 2007
♥ October 2007
♥ November 2007
♥ December 2007
♥ January 2008
♥ February 2008
♥ March 2008
♥ April 2008
♥ May 2008
♥ June 2008
♥ July 2008
♥ August 2008
♥ September 2008
♥ October 2008
♥ November 2008
♥ December 2008
♥ January 2009
♥ February 2009
♥ March 2009
♥ April 2009
♥ May 2009
♥ June 2009
♥ July 2009
♥ August 2009
♥ September 2009
♥ October 2009
♥ November 2009
♥ December 2009
♥ January 2010
♥ February 2010
♥ March 2010
♥ April 2010
♥ May 2010
♥ June 2010
♥ July 2010
♥ August 2010
♥ September 2010
♥ October 2010
date: Wednesday, July 09, 2008
time:8:28 AM

crit yesterday.
eeks, i'm going to kill mich**l.

i'm one weird creature.
i'd totally freak out a good half hour before the crit starts,
even going to the extent of asking the lecturers as they walk pass,
how they're feeling today.
yeah, that was what i did.
and i'd go paranoid if the lecturers (mr chie*) gives a brief nod or a grunt as an acknowledgement.
but two mins before my actual presentation,
i'd sober up and suddenly be calm (on the outside).

crit didnt go well.
but i guess if it went well, it wouldnt be called a crit.
it was okay in the beginning but it kinda of blew up at the end,
when all the loose ends got exposed.
but i guess its for my own good (:
cos the lecturers had doubts in the areas that i was unsure of,
so it kind on convinced me that i should change certain parts.
hellyeah, its never peaches and cream.

so i guess,
i've to start making my final model from now.
so i dont rush like crazy in three weeks time.
:X

argh,
art friend is so becoming my best friend again.

am seeing the classmates for lunch in a while
and in case any of ya all read this,
thanks for keeping me sane,
cos i wouldnt know why else i'd go to school. (:


i just happen to catch sight that photo.
(the one right at the top of the post you ninny)
and it sort of conjured up thoughts.
all of us wear shoes, different types for different areas of our life.
loafers for work, sneakers for friends and wellingtons for rainydays like this for ourselves.
its like a career progression throughout the day.
when we come home, we take our weary loafers off and slip into slippers for the home.
and when we're going out, we slip into wellworn sneakers to meet up with those we havent met in a long time.
yet, sometimes we choose to wear new and unseasoned shoes.
now, do we wear that for ourselves, or showing a new side of ourselves to the people we know?

it seems that so often we slip into shades of characters to meet different people.
we still occupy the same body,
but what we wear on the top, be it uniforms or clothes for school,
does it define who we're trying to portray?
and how much of that encompasses who we are inside?


unfinished thoughts,
but its food for thought.
(for the rest of the day at least)
and for the record, i'm wearing slippers to school today.


comment? / top