sigh...it's been a long long time since i last blogged. I was really ultra busy for the past...say 20 days? there's super loads of things waiting for me to complete! there's Lit Varied accessment, Hist VA, art VA, which is the art journal and many more outside stuff like the report on the coming funtasia and the suddenly "pop up" thing like the report on infocomm connect dialogue session, life is juz very hectic for me for the past 2 wks....i cant seem to complete anything! and last tues we tried oil painting...i dont really like it and i ended up getting myself "painted". And it wasn't even my fault la! bloody hell! last time in DHS when i dirty mysel it was all my own fault cos i keep dropping either my paint or my brush or my palette but this time, this bloody time, i was dirty because the wooden board was dirty! sucker! im becoming more and more unhappy with NJ AEP now...sigh...it's inevitable, Ms LU is just so!!!! i duno wad to say, she simply pisses me off whenever she does sth, it's like, why cant she plan her lessons well???? almost every weekend i'll receive some smses to tell me to bring some stuff for art lesson on mon. But why cant she tell us on fri's lesson and get us all prepared la?? like for this time, she smsed us on sun to tell us to bring a cardboard for lesson without telling me wad the hell she's gg to do with it. then later came out that she's gg to let us do oil painting and use it as palette. walao, if she had tole me earlier i would have brought an extra shirt with me so as to not to dirty my uniform! and i got home, scolded by my mum. im juz dead la, my parents alr. disapprove me of doing art and now im like1) spending almost all my time on it. 2)spending loads of $$ on it. 3)not sure that if im gona score cos of the art hist. 4)dirtying everything because of it!!!!
wadever Ms lu did, intentionally or unintentionally, juz made my life even more difficult and my future in art to be even dimmer. ha, my only passion and she's helping to destroy wad little im left with, the little self i have preserved for myself, im juz a very sad person...trapped and lost, sometimes i'll wake up in the middle of the night thinking where i am and why am i still living in this world. I ought to be dead, my life is of no meaning, everyday doing stuff to satisfy others....i try not to succumb to outside pressures but i always fail...ha...how interesting. wad i am left with, is only art, i want it, im desperately holding onto it, the little meaning i can find from my life, is thr. doing art. the fulfillment simply thrills me. it's hard to explain. but im very scared now, it's as though im losing it, ha, im losing the only thing that i care the only thing that i can really fall in love with and the only thing i can really hate(emotionally)...well...im juz losing it......
