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Last night's tragedies.
I ruined what I had in mind :
We had to do colour tones for Art using geometrical shapes [or something]. So what I had in mind was a line-up of vivdly striking colours linked together by squares and triangles to form a face. Unfortunately, that chinese painiting set I bought turned out to be a goddamn lousy painting set. And the colours were all dull, contary to what I had in mind. In most of the chinese paintings I've seen, the colours are definitely bright and bold. But not this effing set. I set myself to mix all of it to turn out better, when I discovered there weren't no black paint. BUGGER! How can someone paint without the colour of genunine black. When I checked it at the store, there were definitely black on the set alright. Yeah, black that turned out to be dark green. So what did I do? I painted the girl's hair yucky purple. Oh and I got me legs painted too. RED. Awesome. That whole process took an hour and a half to complete. I was fucking freaking frigging exhausted.
I ruined what I had in mind-part II :
After that fucking disastrous art session, I head off downstairs to catch the 8TV Quickie [Oh, I am a bloody television junkie] with the very familiar looking Jien and spunky spunky haired Marion. What happened was as soon as I settled down to enjoy my mum's homemade pineapple juice with pineapple cubes, KA-CHING! my muf, my favourite favourite mug, that I've been using for five frigging years dropped out of my grasp and landed on the floor [thank god it wasn't carpeted!] together with the sticky juice. It was quite a funny sight actually : pineapple cubes, broken glass, Mickey Mouse [the design of the mug]. I felt like crying/laughing. I was already tired enough with everything without having to clean up ALL the mess. When my dad came down ... yada yada yada he went. I din't hear a word he was saying. I was running around with the mop and cloth and rubbish bin. Yup, there goes my night down the chute. Together with the pineapple juice with pineapple cubes. Hhmmph.
Enough of this boring talk. Off you go, then!
I ruined what I had in mind :
We had to do colour tones for Art using geometrical shapes [or something]. So what I had in mind was a line-up of vivdly striking colours linked together by squares and triangles to form a face. Unfortunately, that chinese painiting set I bought turned out to be a goddamn lousy painting set. And the colours were all dull, contary to what I had in mind. In most of the chinese paintings I've seen, the colours are definitely bright and bold. But not this effing set. I set myself to mix all of it to turn out better, when I discovered there weren't no black paint. BUGGER! How can someone paint without the colour of genunine black. When I checked it at the store, there were definitely black on the set alright. Yeah, black that turned out to be dark green. So what did I do? I painted the girl's hair yucky purple. Oh and I got me legs painted too. RED. Awesome. That whole process took an hour and a half to complete. I was fucking freaking frigging exhausted.
I ruined what I had in mind-part II :
After that fucking disastrous art session, I head off downstairs to catch the 8TV Quickie [Oh, I am a bloody television junkie] with the very familiar looking Jien and spunky spunky haired Marion. What happened was as soon as I settled down to enjoy my mum's homemade pineapple juice with pineapple cubes, KA-CHING! my muf, my favourite favourite mug, that I've been using for five frigging years dropped out of my grasp and landed on the floor [thank god it wasn't carpeted!] together with the sticky juice. It was quite a funny sight actually : pineapple cubes, broken glass, Mickey Mouse [the design of the mug]. I felt like crying/laughing. I was already tired enough with everything without having to clean up ALL the mess. When my dad came down ... yada yada yada he went. I din't hear a word he was saying. I was running around with the mop and cloth and rubbish bin. Yup, there goes my night down the chute. Together with the pineapple juice with pineapple cubes. Hhmmph.
Enough of this boring talk. Off you go, then!