This entry should have come at the beginning of the term break, but heck, it's only Tuesday. Technically I have 5 more days of 'holidays' (so to speak) to go, but excluding the 3 days that I'll be away in KL (definitely not enjoying myself), I only have 2 more days left. And what holiday would be complete without its fair share of workload? I have 2 days left to complete every single assignment from the start of term till now so that I can go to KL with peace of mind, and I can also start the new term off with a clean slate. The latter sounds more enticing.
Anyway, submission of Assignment 1 (for Manual Illustration and Computer Based Techniques) was today. I'm less than satisfied with how my work turned out, but I didn't really have the luxury of time to 'perfect' everything so I just got to hope for the best. But subsequently after submitting my work today, I felt relatively free-er. Like a load has been taken off my shoulders. And hence I was jumping and running all over the place with Jaya and Niham, all the while providing free entertainment for Tiffany and her friend, who were beside themselves with laughter. It's like Monsters Unleashed or something. Well, I've arrived at one conclusion after today:
"Large amounts of workload can cause permanent brain damage in the long run."
Proof:
I said something totally wacky to Timothy. He was panicking (abit) because he couldn't find mounting boards to mount his works for submission, and I happened to have 2 extra boards 'cos I couldn't exactly complete 2 renderings in time, so I was like "Hey Timothy, will you love me forever if I give you 2 boards?" To sum it up, his expression was classic. He was like "Huh?!", with mouth all agape and stuff. It was pretty funny, but he probably remained in a state of shock for 5 minutes. But those who know the way I am, will not be surprised at all. Niham, who overheard this exchange, was stunned for a moment, and then she practically laughed herself to death. Usually I spread my love only to people I'm familiar with, but total blackout of the brain causes unexplained behavioral patterns.
I was website hopping yesterday. I was bored. Anyway, I came across this blog page of some famous guy, and I happened to read one of the entries whereby he attempted to answer the questions that his fans posted to him. One of his answers struck me as insanely funny. Here's an excerpt:
"I don't know if I will marry you. Probably not though. The thing is, we haven't met and I think it may be a little too soon......It's not you, it's me. I have the problem here, I haven't gotten to know you. Sorry."
I was in stitches after reading it. Haha. Some fan probably asked him to marry her. I mean, sure, girls go crazy and do weird stuff, but the funniest thing about it was his 'erm-erm' reply. He was obviously trying too hard to be nice. Hahaha. Ok, it's sweet that he's trying to be nice, but the whole reply just came off a little 'erm-ahem-ahhh....' kind of thing. Funny.
Then I was reading some other entry and he made a comment about "laughing his butt (I changed the word. The other word sounds more crude.) off." How do such sayings even come about?!
1. Work your butt off.
2. Laugh your butt off.
Biologically, it isn't even possible. If anyone ever pulls it off, he/she will become some biological or scientific wonder. We're not like some dolls with detachable butts, to be detached or re-attached at whim. But come to think of it, it's pretty handy. Especially for girls who can't stand the size of their posterior section. All they need to do is detach it and place it somewhere safe, then they'll be able to fit into pants which are 2 sizes smaller. Brilliant!