Killuminati

Need i say more?

Sec 2

I got 79 for this.
I wonder what my art teacher was thinking back then.

Change.

I just checked my email just now. Surprise that i received an email from the MOE people. I don't know why i'm having mixed feelings but i got shortlisted again. Now i have to sit for a 3 hour drawing and design test and then go through another interview on art knowledge. I'm not even sure what they mean by art knowledge.

To tell you the truth, I'm scared. I don't know why but I'm scared. I'm scared of meeting new people. I'm scared of being in a new environment. I'm so used to living under my shell that I'm fine being alone. I can survive being alone. To me, being alone is safe. I know it's not good and i have to change but... But the one thing I hate is change.

I got a lot of thinking to do. After i had that interview with MOE, i wasn't expected to get shortlisted again. I messed up. I was actually excited to be in the same course as Alon. I'm was excited that A LOT of my friends are in TP. I was excited. Now i only have mixed feelings.

I need time. But time won't wait for me. How?

Hate

There’s one thing in this world that i can’t live with.
POSERS.
I don’t know why but I can’t co-exist with them.
If you have been reading my blog, I'm pretty sure you would have realized that I've actually blogged about this whole ‘being yourself’ thing.
In fact, i have actually blogged about it in a few of my posts.

Let’s just say I have a friend that claimed an artwork as her own when we, very well know, that it’s our teacher’s work. And by we, I meant, me and the whole of the art students. I know this is my blog, and I have every right to post whatever I want, but let’s be adults here. I would much love to thrash about this girl in my blog. But it’s not worth it. Let’s do it face to face. But I think I wanna share with you about what this girl did. Oh, and she used to be my classmate. Girl, if you’re reading this, and you’re not happy. Come find me.

So basically, she’s a total rip-off. She took a picture of our teacher’s charcoal drawing and posted it on her facebook account claiming that it’s hers. And then she received comments praising her “work”. Of course she said thank you. But why would you want to live your life with lies? Don’t you feel guilty? It’s like, you’re cheating on yourself.

I know I’m not that much of an artist. But at least I know it’s really my work. I don’t have to lie about. It’s my hard work.

Sometimes I wonder if the whole “one voice can make a difference” is true. Because I’ve been voicing out, and there’s not much difference. Oooh… I’m gonna get so much hate from this post.

WHO CARES?!

Grace.

Dear friend,

Although i could not be there with you at this point of time,
know that i will always be a phone call away.
I will try my best to be a listening ear or a shoulder to cry on.
Believe me when i say i know exactly how you feel.
'Cause you know very well that i have been through what you are going through now. I feel your sorrow.
Be strong and never give up. Things will somehow get better.

Every dark cloud has a silver lining, my friend.