| Shifting my blog to blogspot!
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| Recently I've got a bad feeling something's gonna happen to me... -__-
What shall I do?! |
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| Sorry for not updating regularly. I won't use busy as an excuse, but more like I can't remember that I actually have a blog (you all la, always don't update. Only Siti update only). I'm doing my FYPJ now. Still a few more weeks left. This is the first time I'm working with clients, and I can't say that its fun. I'm trying to build my portfolio as well. For in order to graduate I'll need at least 20 pieces of work in my portfolio. How sia. And I haven't thought of a theme for myself yet.
How are you guys doing? Lets meet up sometime! |
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| OMG I GOT MY RESULTS TODAY!!!
Interaction design I got D+ siaaaaa my first D. D=
The best thing of the worse is that I still have a 3. But its like 3.015. If I fall any further, I can kiss goodbye to it already. -__- |
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| Aiyo. I'm so bored with my life that I can't find anything interesting to blog on. =_= 3 months of hell coming up, Final Year Project. I hope I don't get one stupid lecturer for assessment... I JUST WANT TO GET MY ARSE OUT OF NYPAYYYY!!
Well final year project is NOOOOOTT AS BADDDDDDD as one would usually think. The first month is usually quite slack ah. These two weeks we totally slacked through it. I made some new friends, and they are pretty cool, but in the process I've grown to dislike two people. AND GROWN UPS at that. *coughs* Adults can be so obnoxious, with they and their know it all attitude. Which is why I don't like to grow up. I know I'm talking crap. In these recent years I feel like I'm living in some weird dream, whereby sometimes time goes by so fast, I wake up everyday feeling something is amiss. I constantly feel like I'm searching for something. I am sure of myself and the direction of my future sometimes, but sometimes I waver and pause and think. I'm only 19 but I feel so old. I'm already jaded of Singapore, jaded of the people here, having to look at their PMSed-faces every morning in the MRT, sick of the masks people wear and everything that is staged.
My friend told me that there are actually a lot of crazy people in Singapore. I thought that that must be true. |
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