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Just shifted over from my friendster blog. Didn't really like that blog cause I couldn't really customize it... what a pity. Alrighty then, enough explanations. As usual, my week got off to a shitty start. Darth Soon rejected all my design photos again. My weekend wasted within 5 mins.. she said that my photos didn't tell a story... they had no feeling in them. I'll give you feelings! Biatch! FEEEEEL my hand across your face! Ahem... ok. After all that, we had creative process by the same teach. Out of the blue, she says that today she'll be evaluating our shoeboxes and it'll be upon 20. I died right there right then.. I spent my weekend on photos and vcds! What's there to see about my shoebox?! "I'm sorry Edwin... You didn't do enough this week... I'll have to flunk you." She then gives me a 10/20.... 10/20!!!! That's a pass Mrs Soon! What happened to "I'll have to flunk you Edwin"?! The standard of english nowadays.. Now here comes the tragic part. My friend did this really nice concept for his shoebox. He actually CHANGED his entire shoebox into a treasure chest. You could sense the blood, shit and tears he put into the box itself. Darth Soon had a look at the box and said that the shoebox really didn't resemble his character. (For the newcomers, the shoebox is suppose to represent ourself. Our appearance and character.) All the effort down the drain... She did say that she could see the effort, but it was wasted. My friend got 14 in the end. Come on! At least give the guy a point or two higher for the effort! But really... there's no sympathy from the cold and the heartless yah? Ended off the day sleeping through 2 lectures. The best part about this was that I was on the 2nd row! I'm a god damned genius.. It's 10pm now.. I think I'll go for a run.
Read what I have to say... I don't care.|9:29 PM|