for once, im actually enjoying the prepping for art. weird, but it seems so relaxing now. haha, maybe i'm beginning to appreciate it after like, 6 years of detesting it. i hated primary school art by the way, so inane and the teachers were all extremely ANNOYING. i remember my my cardboard cat being turned into this maggot breeding ground because we were told to use rice as the insides. so ridiculous. and another piece where we were supposed to do hard things like cutting delicate pieces of paper, and the holes were like 0.001 mm away from each other, and i remember nearly ripping my thing in half and crying (?) because i knew that i would get lots of flak from our art teacher, who happened to be VERY BIASED and i hated her and the feeling was mutual. so yeah.
i know i didn't really enjoy primary school in general until p6 ,which improved only very slightly though, because of a lot of disappointments. like a certain teacher in p5 thought we were all oblivious little girls. haha ask grace, jill & co. i've forgotten a lot of primary school though, nothing much is memorable, except a few of course, like the whole BJ blow-up, because we were all naughty kids and we pranked called someone, except that we went too far, too too far. haha but we were mostly innocent then, and everything was flat-out yes no. now there's so much more; maybe and the grey area.
okay enough, i'd better get back to prepping for art if i ever want to get it done by this weekend. blogging is addictive.