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Posted Saturday, July 14, 2012 // 3:35 pm
Pumping too fast
I got accepted for the bursary I signed up for a couple of month ago and that's good because of the stupid scholarship which rejected me, I badly need money from some source. And I needed to inform the school my bank account cos they mixed up some things. I went to the student service counter to pass the form and they directed me to the main office who then directed me to back the the student service counter. Talk about pushing the blame. And I received my form to attend the bursary award ceremony which is kind of super dumb since it's not really an award to be proud of. It's like, I-am-poor-hence-I-am-awarded. And don't make pity faces over the screen, you know it's true. I manage to clear two assignments off my pile of shit and I have to clear another two by this week and another two by the next. It's a constant roll of homework. Exams are a little more than a month away and I still don't understand what the exam is about. I just know I would have to write A LOT of chinese characters. Clinched my first A+ this week with the first assignment of Writing for Chinese Media. I wasn't expecting it. I always do well for this I don't even expect to. And fail those I have high hopes for. Life. Anyway, never was the writer during Chinese lessons back in CTSS so I didn't react well when the teacher was praising my essay. I was giving the ultimate poker face whereby I simply give a still, blank face. I didn't even nod along or smile. I was that awkward. That feeling when you finally pass up a work that you have been doing with a group of people for 4 weeks. I've sketching this past week and it felt awesome. Like I never stopped. I love the feeling of moving a pen and letting the ink flow where it likes. I really like drawing. And thanks to my sister, I developed a liking for designing. I love matching colours and fonts and letting my creativity flow with my Illustrator. One thing I really appreciate is having to master Illustrator, Photoshop and InDesign. It would be spectacular. I think if my dreams of acting never cut, I would probably be designing somewhere. Anyway, I had an audition on Thursday for the third year students of Film, Sound and Video. I was not nervous, at all. I thought I would stumble on something. They just did lines run-throughs so it wasn't legit. But I didn't make the eventual cut. And in my defense, it wasn't because I was bad. Going through the character list, all the female characters were like, "Hot", "Slim", "Attractive enough so when she dies, people will cry". It made me wanna leave with auditioning, I swear. What kind of characteristic are those? It should just general physical qualities, not general chauvinist fantasy qualities. It was disheartening, really. Oh well. People sucks. I love looking at group photos and see the idiots who would squat when they take the photos. I mean, why do you do that? To make yourself look REALLY short? It makes me laugh SO hard. Labels: i hate people, money, poly, school is killing me |