Gah. The stupid asthmatic-bronchitis imitator of a cough is back, just after I thought I was over the haze-induced one. Bloody hell. Like I need to visit the polyclinic again, wait two hours only to be told by them that I might have a lung infection and therefore need an xray which I'll never get the results for.
So apart from the fact that my life shortens with each chest-hurting, throat-wrenching, phlegm-hogging cough, I'm doing alright. Dying, but alright. Stressed, but good.
Assessment is next Monday which leaves me 6.5 days to finish 5 bigass paintings, 3 research journals, 1 personal journal, 6 A1 still-life paintings/sketches, 10 A4 still-life paintings/sketches, 10 A4 plant plantings/sketches and 5 mixed-media portrait sketches. I'm heading to lil' ms random's in a bit coz she's helping me compile the journals. Also need to be at my sister's at 6-ish coz she planned a birthday not-so-surprise surprise for me, rushed, rushed...so bloody rushed. If all goes well, after the 13th, I can concentrate on this f.orgotten business and not worry about deadlines...at least deadlines set by others for two months.
I also need to find a job because my contract ends this month.
School's alright, slight politics are starting to show but it's all trivial matters...mostly just differences in opinion, ego trips and general tactlessness. Or at least that's with the slight conflicts I have. I may have a slight exhibition/gamenight thing happening in February but I'll confirm that at a later date.
The music fac played again on Friday much to the chagrin of Maxine and the amusement of the rest of us. Well, at least they seem to be getting better. I hope none of them stumble upon this...-_-. The music was good, some bands were really tight. But the vocalists need to choose songs that fit their voices, and at least try to stay in tune. And no Cranberries in front of the Fine Arts block please, not if you desecrate the song. If I wasn't showering when that song was performed, I'd probably have had to stop Jim and Max from throwing an easel down. Kinda sad really, because most people hear the voice and not the rest of the band so that's what they base their opinion on.
Ooooo!!!! One band played Pink Floyd!!! I Wish You Were Here no less! So yes, I was a pretty happy camper after that and now everyone thinks I'm biased -grumble-. I don't know if it was the same band that played Bryan Adam's Summer of 69 the last time because the vocalist sounded the same. If it was, then wow, he really improved, or the song suited him better. There was this funny thing where this awful-sounding girl was singing and just after her was this really good emo-sounding guy so we all went down excitedly to hear him. He sang one song. One song. Then it was back to the girl and we were too lazy to go back up. Ok, I just realised what a long grandmother story this is becoming. A round of applause if you actually read this far. Well, the reason it's so long is because I stayed over in school on Friday and only got back at 1am last night.
Anyway, that same girl sang Spice Girls' Two Become One with Jacq's cousin. Haven't heard that in awhile, I was quite surprised I still remembered the lyrics. Vel made me sing it to her as a lullaby after. Sue and I entertained ourselves the entire nitemorn by singing along the radio in pseudo-bad singing/shrieking style, until Zu started to get annoyed. Lol. I think I want to switch to their studio next sem, if there's space. I like my current space but for my sanity and growth, it'll probably be better for me there. But anyway, that's two months from now.
Went for an acting audition yesterday morn. Surprise, surprise! Didn't see that coming, did you? I've been thinking for awhile now of getting back into acting, not like with a company but on a freelance basis. I won't grow much in that area because you need constant challenges and improvs to get better in acting, but I want to take it up more as a hobby than anything else.
Ok, going to stop now, need to start printing stuff then pop by Ria's. I'm guessing she's still asleep coz she hasn't replied since my sms 2 hours ago.
Yikes. I don't get it. Why are my parents pissed with me because of my cough, it's not like I chose to get it. And how am I supposed to know why the medicine doesn't work if I'm really taking it?
Oh, and I absolutely, positively love our studio cat!
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
- Pink Floyd's Wish You Were Here
Candle light and soul forever,
A dream of you and me together,
Say you believe it, say you believe it
Free your mind of doubt and danger,
Be for real, don't be a stranger
We can achieve it, we can achieve it.
- Spice Girls's 2 Become 1
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