Thursday, February 19, 2009

photos of my valentine:

as you can  tell, this thing is pretty HUGE. it's 36" by 48" in vine charcoal stick. gonna have to go over this with pastel and i'm really too lazy to do so cos i spent bout 8-9 hrs on this one. funny how this is like so many times larger than the usual size drawing but i still took the same amount of time to complete it :S the easel is pretty much as low as it can go and in order to reach the top of the paper my hand is fully extended. it is pretty much a pain in the ass sometimes but i enjoy standing and balancing on the legs of the easel. 

it hasn;t been a very good time for me. 

i'm currently having a roommate trouble even though it's pretty much one sided where i feel totally annoyed and she has no idea. my new roommate's been an a-hole. she was so superbly messy i had to do an obstacle course in order to get from one side of the room to my desk, which is on the other side of the room. her clothes, clean or dirty is piled high onto several mount Everests and it takes a journey of leap and bounds to reach my desk. our floor was by the way, really gross, so both nicole and i were totally disgusted that she wears the clothes on the floor. even undies. i'm surprised she doesn't get infections down under. not just that, she is unhygienic. she spilled coffee on her desk and didn't clean up. now that it's dried up into a layer of coffee glaze, she has taken great joy in scribbling little designs into it. a while back she even used stray hair found in the bathroom to write the word love on the walls. X_X  then she cuts her hair on the counter and doesn't clear up, leaving hair scattered all over it as well as her foundation powder. more often than not, nicole cleans it up for her. she simply refuses to do so. 

thankfully, i took the step to clean my area up since i had my sheets washed and that peer pressured nicole into cleaning her area and finally ally cleaned it up. for the first time, she finally appreciates the magic and joy of a clean room. gosh. suddenly my room appears bigger. in the morning she exclaims with such joy that she no longer have to jump over her mountain of clothes to get out of bed. i wonder who created the problem for her in the first place. HMMM..

and then. after i came back from classes, i discovered that the furry rug in the bathroom was soaking wet and i asked nicole about it and she had no idea it was even wet. so when ally got back, we asked her about it and she said she too had no idea since she hasn't taken a bath. HOWEVER, nicole said that ally took a shower when she and britney were in the room that afternoon so she was the last person in the shower which made her the culprit for the grossly wet rug. not only did she not clean up the mess, she even LIED that she didn;t do it. I MEAN...come on. it's not a serious issue and we would be fine if you did it. but i mean...to deny it and even come up with the story that perhaps some guy came in and peed all over the rug is ridiculous. never mind that. 

at 4am in the morning, music (rap and rock and what not) started playing from her laptop. i woke her up and asked her nicely to turn it off, only to have her totally ignore me and going back to bed. I WAS SO PISSED OK. seriously. it left me seething mad in bed and struggling to fall back to sleep. GRRRR. seriously thinking of getting a room all by myself.

woke up feeling utterly grumpy and sleepy and what annoyed me was how cheery she was. i felt that shooting her in the face there and then. went to class all sleepy and it was so hard to work cos i was grumpy and sleepy and couldn't focus. grrrr...

after class ended i headed down to wallin for color theory only to find that class has been rudely cancelled at the last minute. i was irritated because it's going to make my weekend horribly busy now that i'm going to have to waste away my wednesday and thursday afternoon. GRRRR. this sucks. 

and nicole is going to move out next quarter so it means i'm going to have another roommate next quarter and all i can do is to simply cross my fingers and pray that i'd get a good one.

oh gosh...


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