As i study FOC and read about artists, literature teachers, writers, teachers, i begin to feel that perhaps it is time for me to let go of my art.

So we brought down my art 2 days ago.
Objective: Get a reaction and more comments
Result: Failed.

The work downstairs doesn't justify the amount of work put in the dark room. However, i guess there is closure to a certain extent. I said bye to Kent. Although he was reluctant to let go... i guess we had great memories there.

I thought i would be very upset now that we've graduated but turned out i was more upset my art. To be honest, i don't feel that upset about graduating and in a way, seeing less of my dear friends because i have confidence that we will meet up again during our study breaks, the wonders of technology, and of course going to Central with aunty and rusy. :)

As i was sitting in front during the graduation, all the other prize winners were mugging while waiting for the ceremony to start. My heart stopped. i freaked out. So i tried to hold a conversation with the guy sitting next to me, and oh my, he turned out to be the top student who was going up on stage all the time. However, i continued stoning and laughing away at the funny little things that happen. Since it's the last official day of school, i shall laugh to my hearts content and the quirky ways the school works. Unconventional. That's the word. On the other hand, i think it is an understatement.

It's time to mug. I'm going to finish MICRO and read through my gp notes today.
:) It's not that bad.

I've returned most of the the thigns i've borrowed in school.

Await the next season of the girl with many eyes.