TODAY ART GIRLS WENT TO NAFA.

for the uninformed, no the art girls aren't all overweight and have to take a pre-physical fitness test to train for pft.

it's the @#£$%^&* nanyang academy of fine arts! AHHHHHHHHHHHH *runs all over the place ole-ing and gan-bei-ing yakult*

ohmanohman EVERYONE there is hyperfunky in their own hyperfunkily different way! like ARGH - EVERYTHING there is made up of art la. art is in the foundation. the peeps there have their own whitewashed workspace and they fill it up with all sorts of artistic flotsam and jetsam and ohman the WHOLE PLACE just looks like one whole work of art. srsly the gallery featuring the REAL artworks couldn't be less interesting compared to WHERE they were made. you've got SKETCHES on the walls, polaroids lining the wall in a to-die-for pro fashion, emo slashes of paint EVERYWHERE and EVERYTHING! AHHHHHHHHHHH and then of course you have these people walking around in to-die-for hyperfunky jeans made up of black patches with gothic white text printed all over the place and random zips leading nowhere lining every other half square metre, and yes OF COURSE they made it themselves it's NAFA people, NAFA where i BET everyone makes an artwork of the remains of their meals and hammer up their own jewellery and SEW THEIR OWN CLOTHES and probably even the bricks of their apartments are individual works of art with every granule of concrete representing a profound philosophical concept or something.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

if we could die for to-die-for things, i'd have died a thousand times over already.

oh yeah it also didn't help with the dying factor that we were all walking around with PROFOUNDLY HEAVY SCHOOLBAGS loaded with all of mr yeo's a math and e math bibles and chem textbooks to study for a chem test we're having on monday =_= and the lifts were all so effing crowded we took the stairs 90% of the time. T_T felt like OBS all over again. and after that we gungho-edly WALKED over to plaza sing to reward ourselves for surviving the week with a round at the gastronomical heaven in the basement. oh yeah and guess what? NO benches in the basement. therefore STOOD AROUND AND ATE until we just collapsed in the corner of one restaurant and they very very kindly allowed us to hide there to consume our illegal goods. but tha was just for like half an hour and half an hour later we were back to standing, standing on the effing crowded train with no space to even put my bag down and all in all i think i carried that load of gold for about 4 hours nearly consecutively =_= my shoulders ain't ever gonna be the same again.

ah well~

oh i say- LEARN A CHEER!
it's a whimsical, feel-good thing you can always chant to yourself while drawing sensous mathematical curves under a bodhi tree.

[chant siiiine, cosine throughout the entire cheer like you're reciting trigonometry formulae in the bathtub]

[then rap out the following in a cheery bouncy happy chappy manner like the way you pop the champagne after you're sure you've failed your math test and you decide to live life to the fullest because heck you ain't gonna make a living equating numbers with alphabets.]

SINE SINE COSINE-SINE,
THREE POINT ONE FOUR ONE FIVE NINE
PLOT A GRAPH, DRAW A LINE
DO YOUR MATH AND YOU'LL BE FINE!!!!

:D:D:D:D:D

(courtesy of buddy.)

IT'S FRIDAY!
TGIF~~

cya! (:

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