So today is the day for final presentation to the school management, for all the hardworks, taking photos, videos, editing, we realised that modern technology can juz fail you at the very moment when u need it the most. this was how it went, we were doing some last minute editng for the video on the sch comp, 20 min before the presentation, we tried to save it, but somehow, the video juz cant be saved...you need 766min..this is ridiculous, we tried all methods...CD, thumbdrive, sdcard...nothing...it cant even be saved on the desktop..-_-''', so we went into the conference room, totally demoralised, pissed and unprepared, who the hell knows wad's gonna happen to the 6+ minutes that's originally designed for the video? we presented, we tried our best, the supervisors and p and vp are pretty nice la, smiling all the way..so it seems that we passed our assessments, erm, the extending of our internship part is funny, Mdm Tay is very straightforward, she's so cute, she told us that, to put simple, they welcome us as interns cos we will be then, paid by moe, but if we want to be relief tchers, then too bad, no money.cos the sch has to pay. hahaha...anyway...we did raise some points lah, regarding relif tching, how the present tchers made it even harder for us when they dun collect the hw the nxt day, making the stu think that wadever work given by the relief tchers are unimportant...-_-'''

and...i struck lottery today, got 3c and 4c...sigh...


actually, lots of things happened in the past few days, i'm really too tired to recount, but one incident made me felt like crying...and one of the other interns told me that when she talked to her parents about her experiences here, she talked and talked and then burst into tears...and...for me, when i went to complain to mr teo, i also talked and talked the up to a point my voice was choked with emotions, it's really hard..i dun think im good enough to be a tcher, i am very lost about how i want to continue now...so...i kept on drawing...trying to draw, and eventually, i realised im quite "hollow" now, in the sense that, even drawing cant bring me any much happiness...i use to feel really happy last time, is it true that, as u get old, u get more and more unhappy? may be it's just me...







So...here's wad i did to my sketch book, one day, i hope i can step out of the shadow...the unhappy memories of nj aep and hold a paintbrush again, but now, for the time being, i can't, felt like crying whenever i try to paint...im too traumatised...the power of a teacher, evil power, up till now i believe he still did not feel sorry for what he had done to me, it's worse than killing me, because, he killed my passion for art...he killed it...how am i going to face my paintings in future? how am i going to face it? how? how? how? i duno...i no longer know anything, i no longer care about anything very much now...it's all been too painful for me, i hope, i just hope i could forget about all these...forget about them...