this must be a test, right?

well.
currently, my plates are piling up.
deadlines are clearly crashing and coming together.
and my last days as a college student are numbered.

but seriously, how come other professors are insensitive.
i don't demand for a lot, just pure consideration and understanding.
yet some just keep on being such big SCUMBAGS.

and m'not just any student..
m'not even those who pass subjects questionably.
i fight. i rise. (in short, i get good grades)
and then..i feel like they doubt me, they question me.
(what the heck)

this must be a test, right?
the final ultimate boss of the boss test~

i feel like m'falling apart, like m'crumbling down.
no, it's not just a feeling..
i want to. because m'reaally really tired.


OH.. i just want this to be all over.
(talk about pressure)

PINK VOMIT

this is the second time i vomited PINK.
last time it was because of mcdo's strawberry sundae.
(vomited because i saw a student from beer garden puke)

now. it's pink because of the strawberry stick-o.

puked after coughing hard.


*sigh*

my giant leap..or should i say crawl.

so i told him (love) about it.
my wildest ever dream.
i don't really aim to achieve, but if given a chance..
i really would love to.


the Guggenheim dream.


my solo show, there.
just the idea gives me butterflies~

and unicorns eating the flesh of my stomach..

GOSH.
you just wait for my lovely snails..

anyhow,

so much more to do.
laters~

two thousand and fourteen~

hey there!
i just thought i should blog on the first day of this year.


i am to face a looooooot,
and i hope i get through it..

anyway.
it's a new year!
OSHEEP.
i am excited for everything.
and yes, nervous.

but what happens, happens.
right?

UGH.
enough of nonsense talk.

happy new year self!