Ducks and LASIK

My family and I went out today. While the rest of my family went to the mall, Papa, my sister, and I went to a LASIK clinic downtown for my sister's post-surgery checkup. The building where the clinic is situated in is very fancy. At the center of the building, the main hall branches off into little corridors in all directions, but if you look upwards past all the other floors, there's a little window!

Posh.

I hate halloween and school is boring

Trick or treat :B

It's midway through the term and I already feel very tired and irritated with school. Even though I'm in my final semester of college, it doesn't feel like I'm getting any nearer to the end at all. Every week is just the same blardyblah work —

Monday: hasty open-book Intro to Art quiz.
Tuesday: religious ethics class discussion without having read the chapter.
Wednesday: manual writing with senses dulled to sloth-like speed.
Thursdays: sparknotes+cliffnotes+pinkmonkey combo before British lit quiz.
Fridays: ...already?

And everything just repeats from Sunday 11:59 PM onward. Except some weeks have the added bonus of nerve-cracking oral presentations or 4-page essays... which aren't really that long or difficult to write but are just bleh too much needless effort and brain usage involved. For example, I have midterm exams tomorrow and next week for my two literature classes, and it's a weird feeling because I'm not getting clammy palms of dread or whatnot like I usually do before an exam... Instead, I just feel very...

sigh... I need to work up the motivation to re-read all the Sparknotez books we were assigned for the exam. I guess that means I must slog through Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man once more, or at least skim through some of the protagonist's more important (but also excruciatingly self-important) monologues in the novel.

Or I could just not, I guess.

Because really, it often seems to be like that, where you study a lot but end up getting a worse grade than you expected... whereas there are times when you don't study at all and get a surprisingly high grade... :D!

I dunno... it looked right in my head, for some reason. :<



Anyway, I really need to go study and then sleep... or maybe just head straight to sleep hurhur... so good-night and good-bye.

*salute

TRUE ARTISTIC ART~

I'm not a freshman, but this semester I'm taking an Introduction to Art course. The only reason I took this class to begin with was because it was 4 credits and online, so I'm not a very motivated student in this particular subject... But we had to make a collage as our first project, so I thought I would post it here since I'm done with it!

Aren't the hands creepy? Even though it looks really silly and simple, it took a long time to make for an art n00blet like me. I had to sift through lots of newspapers and old people magazines and hunt down anti-wrinkle and weight loss ads and cut out phrases like SAY HELLO TO A NEW FACE or GO OUT WITHOUT MY COVERGIRL ON—ARE YOU CRAZY? It was a little depressing, to be honest.

But hmm, I think I'm pretty satisfied with the result, if I do say so myself, ho ho.

     



... I really want to know if there's any way of tacking on "if I do say so myself" to the end of your sentence and not sounding like an arrogant buffoon.