Grad was awesome, I'll talk more about it when I get my pics posted..
But for now, i've just come to a realization of wat a horrible gentleman i am.
For one, my date constantly said, "ladies first" only to have that whooosh right over the head.
And i consistently forgot about allowing my date to sit first, much less pull the chair out and push it back in for her, before taking my own seat.
And i walked up the bus before she did.
And i walked in front of her
And i asked my friend to go explore without considering the fact that his date was not done with the meal.
... the only thing remotely gentlemanly i did was open doors for her and stand between a her and a bunch of drunk guys.
I've charted 'low' my mother's Gallent Analysis Barometer. To our chagrin.
Well, that stinks... i think i need to attend Gentleman 101.
But wat my mom said was awfully true. She says i've been much too independent and on-my-own the past couple of years, that gentlemanly treatment of a lady (the Western practice, not the innate one) has not been put in use.... almost entirely. :P
Apparently i'm a nice guy. But not gallant. Oh, the Horror!!! (right....)
So i've resolved that from now on i shall endeavour to practice and master the convoluted ways of the Gentleman, till i have effectively swept every female specimen of her feet without the use of dough, charm, or Prada. The second of which i am going to find especially difficult to surpress.
Haha anyways, i'm just going to be more conscious about my the way i treat ladies from now on. (to those ladies who know me, kick me in the nuts if i've done something outragiously ungentelmenly when we're hanging)
Thats all Folks !!!
So school had ended. Yes it has! Yesterday was the final day of high school.
What began as ACS primary to ACS barker and then to Saints, is all over in its dramatic but inevitable end. As excited as I am, i dont quite understand my sadness toward it all. maybe its because school was the framework of my entire life, or at least the life that i know it to be. Its akward that i have to use the word 'was', never realizing that it even.... well... was.
So anyways, school ended in a rather happy note. thankfully :). firstly, this year's grad prank was a raging succes. I'd even have to say the most successful of all the years i know! these were the excellent pranks, (well done Grad '06!)
1) thousands of styrofoam cups placed in the teacher's staff room, covering the entire ground, leaving no space exposed other than from in between the cups.
2) Barracade the teacher's parking area and malignantly declareing to the bamboozaled teachers waiting at the parking entrance, "GRAD PARKING, BIATCH!" (at least the parking spots were filled with worthy cars this time)
3) All grads given a self-declared Casual day, i.e come to school in watever clothes, uniforms discouraged.
And...
here's the catcher...
4) 3 smart cars and another really crazy nice car brought into the upper level of the Great Hall, and placed there for exhibition. Amongst which was a DJ table fully equipt with turn tables to greet the flabergasted witnesses. Outside the entrance to the Great Hall were a mini cooper sport with the canadian flag printed on the roof and a sport SUV. (an engineer was brought in to design the installation and removal of the cars in the hall)
5) NEXT to the entrance to the great hall, was a self made beach! the grads brought bags upon bags of sand from a beach and made themselves a beach party right by the entrance of the school!
So yeah... the last day was awesome.
But somehow the most moving thing that happend that day was after the very last class. Every student had to bring the chairs and tables from the last class to the gym for examination formation. After which i just sat in the empty, half-lit classroom, staring into the emptiness and silence of it all, reiterating in my head..
thats it... thats actually it, damn it...
thats it. its finally ... over...
Thank you Lord :)
This, is too weird
There is less then 4 days of school left.
Of high school
The LAST 4 days of my ENTIRE high school life.... left...
The life which begun with entering ACS(primary) to entering ACS (br). To entering St Georges.
In short...
the only life i knew.
Is over, in a simple matter of FOUR days or 96 hrs or 5760 mins or 345600 sec.
And by the time this is published, those numbers would have already been reduced.
And by the time u've read this, those numbers would have already been reduced even further.
And by the time i've posted my next post, those numbers would have been reduced to a measly Z-E-R-O.
Anyways, i'm just waiting for my silk screens to be primed for printing... in the mean time, i've found some fotos of my old art work on my school account (which would ultimately be discontinued/severed/oblitorated in no less then a month)
so here goes.
Weight of the world
This is incomplete, and i dont intend to complete it. haha. my teacher
hates this piece. haha
Portrait of a woman (print)
This was the final of three very gruelling attempts. I'm totally in love with this. So much so that i wont remove it from my portfolio case. haha. it was a carborundum print. (dont bother googling wat that it, its so unknown a technique, even google doesnt have it... i think)
Potrait of a woman (plate)
So this is the inked-up plate with made the print above. I refused to wash the ink off, i think the plate looks like a piece in itself.
hangers
A prototype study for my final exam piece. its too bad fotos cant capture prints very well. it looks gross on this foto, but i'm lovin' this piece.
Abstraction
I'm soo lovin this piece. I used this piece amongst others for my art uni interview. definitely gonna get this framed when i go back to singapore.
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havent named this one, but this is of sentimental value. Was my very first carborundum print.
Bali
This is the first of my 3 studies which led to my most sucessful peice this year (of which i have no foto of :P) its called bali only cuz this piece was inspired by a piece i bought in bali.
this is study number two. it was from this piece that i realized how valuable my art teacher was. This pisce has the most unbelieveable number of layers underneath it, from over painting. haha. but i love it.
my friend ricky. Art class buddy and rigg scholar. (remember my post about this scholarship?)
Ricky's brother, Henry... oh and friend, matt kalkman
