Just that, I'm really so tired of last-minute rushing anymore. NUS needs to revamp their curriculum, get the professors to sit down and decide on their deadlines together so they won't bloody throw all of the same deadlines in a single week (sometimes in a day), and then expect us to do a fucking good job at it.
Last night was such a mad rush. From lesson, to joysu's lunch, to project meeting, to dance, and back to meeting again. All the way till 5am in the morning.
An hour of sleep, woke up at 630am to get to school. And that cab ride was so expensive I almost wanted to kill myself. A battle between no sleep/save money or sleep/waste money is like telling me to jump off a building or a plane. Either way, 1 hour of sleep didn't help much, but oh well.
At least the presentation is done and over with.
I still can't believe how redundant everything was. That they reemphasize over and over again that it's a writing module and we aren't expected to do our visuals perfectly - but it's like an unwritten rule that if you don't present yourself adequately you're still gonna get cut anyways.
So doing the part of the mock-ups and visuals, I found myself grumbling (in my mind of course) about how all of my effort isn't going to count to the overall grade anyway. Although, I really wanted to do it well, since it's one of the things I can actually do. And I really wanted to present a better image of our group as well (cannot possibly do a stickmen drawing and expect applause right).
And so, photo-time! \0/
while miserably chionging a full project brief + presentation from 0% the day before, becky snaps away with her awesum camera:
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| PG-13 yiwen with her imaginary bear ears :D |
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| Notice the lighting here and the lighting in the last photo |
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| hahahaha becky's fav photo of annie |
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| TSK |
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| SHERBOY |
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| And with Becky :D so glad to have met her before I graduate |
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| Meeting from when sun was up till sun was down WOW, Fantastic Baby |
And then the much happier photos after the end of the whole bloody module (note our expressions, and sherman's lack of sleep face hahahaha!):
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| annie + yiwen |
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| the colourful writing pretty pretty girl! :D |
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| hahaha becky with annie's "idontwannatakewitchubutok" face |
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| BECKY <3 |
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| and with yiwen! cancerians are always the best ppl to hang arnd with! <3 if someone steals your plug again, call me and i'll come and settle it for u! |
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| no photo with sherboy! :( but grp photo with ccj have! :DD |
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| AND WITH THE CLASS :D so happy to have spent time in this class before graduation |
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| and an ultra big-ass photo just for the special awesome people that deserves it! :D wouldn't have been as much fun without you guys, love y'all! |
HOORAY.
Whatever it is, the end of this module also marked the end of all my lessons, ever.
Although I still have a 3000word essay due tomorrow, and a NM3217 final project (shitass module don't take it) due next week, and 2 final exams coming.
I almost leaped in joy before I realised this.
Ah crap, can I stab myself?
WHEN IS THIS NIGHTMARE EVER ENDING.
At the end of it all, I still have no idea where I'm going, nor sent out a single resume.
What am I doing with my life? I have no idea.
Oh well, I'm 'quixotic' anyway.
Wth, since when can people just make words sound like they're good but actually they're bad stuff.
By the end of tomorrow, I'm sure I'll feel much better.
GONE WITH YOU YOU BLOODY 3000WORD ESSAY, BEGONE!
xxx,
Mrs Micky






















