Back in Black (uh I mean blue!)

Hmm.

Well, I'm officially ok to go back to school, although I am still rather easily tired (and Sabrina's loud conversations with my classmates aren't helping much) I couldn't afford to miss my graphics lesson with Ms Tan today... although all I did was just two ideas on one miserable piece of A3 paper.

My throat and mouth cavity is littered with ulcers, so it is very much literally a pain during mealtimes... today was no exception and I couldn't even bring myself to eat my dinner, until my mum told me that:

'Unless you eat something, (place appropriate threat over here), and your ulcers will only stay the same'

Thankfully she had the grace to allow leftovers simply because I was having such a trying time having my dinner (imagine trying to swallow a mix of rice and veggies when you know that the feeling of that stuff going down your throat will induce a sensation akin to swallowing broken glass), but she wasn't kind when I couldn't finish off the veggies :p

I dunno... on one hand I feel mentally whole and sound, but on the other hand even drinking water induces the dreaded feeling of swallowing broken glass... when will it ever end???

Anyway, I skived off Vincent's lesson today because I know I can definitely get away with it (muahaha... I'm 'officially' on MC for monday and tuesday so muahahaha) but anybody who has attended his lessons know it's all a hugantic fiasco because he spends like 75% of the time rambling on irrelevant topics instead of focusing on how we can improve our ideas... listening to our ideas and giving feedback etc.

I mean so far all I can remember about learning something from him... the important stuff only emerged when we had to hand up stuff for a competition (and even then other lecturers were apprehensive about our entries because they were so 11th-and-a-half hour) other than that it's issues ranging from how he feeds his cat to the types of weird things he keeps in his place (including a hugantic chinese police issue clock which can be read from 400m, a wide assortment of Buddhist artefacts to usher in wealth and drive away bad spirits etc).

I mean.. he's a nice guy... he definitely can carry a tale, but I can't bear to give negative feedback when he requested it from us regarding his lessons... it's just too weird to say to a teacher as blatantly as possible:

'Sir, with all due respect, we find that your lessons are a singular waste of time, and frankly we'd rather have you focus on OUR work instead of what your cat's feeding habits are, and where you typically enjoy to have your kopi...'

Can you imagine ANYBODY saying that??? And what's worse is that I can't evade his lesson next week anymore.


Cheers,

Crawldaddy