Because it's been particularly bitter this sem, now that it's all over...

REJOICE!!!

I think that He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named somehow had a part in this. Because HWMNBN insisted, we had to make a shell for everything that we submitted. Even the past works had to be encased in a bazooka-like case. And because of all these little things, we had to push extra hard and kill off any sleep hours had we had in mind.

And then there was the work.

The back-aching, endless hours of crouching on the floor, and sleepless nights to achieve works that were as perfect as possible in the shortest time. OK, I was saved from the last minute rush because I "conveniently" thought that the dateline was a week earlier. So, yah. Haha, there you go...ultimate blurness. :">

BUT IT'S OVER NOWDON'T HAVETOCAREANYMORE!!!!
*strangles random virtual puppet in joy*

Ah, the feeling of freedom is almost indescribable, I tell you. It's like running free, with your arms widespread, across wet, dewy grass barefoot. Maybe with a rainbow above. Hahah.

And the verdict? No, I *of course* did not mind that he had decided to give me an A, but I didn't ask for the extra BS "Malaysian Idol" review about my painting. I guess the price of the "A" was all that- the "fame" I didn't ask for, the memalufyingkan painfully long silence of me waiting while he stuffed me with praises and reviews.

So thank you for shooting me to the ground after that, You-Know-Who-You-Are. I need people to ground me, man. Either ways I'll always have you guys. *sacarstic group hug*

Nah, you know I don't mean it. Bwahahha. Thank you anyway for everything that you've done for me. (-: