What's wrong with the system??

I'm gonna be very frank in this post. I dislike a lecturer. Well.. as far as I know, initially, almost all of my friend in class dislike her as well. But, for any reason, those who initially said that, they will make a move because of it, has, for any reason, forgotten about the idea. But then again, the impact on me is somewhat more than the others. She again, did something very rude to me today, but I, which in respect of her position, I did what she 'ordered' me to do, but it was unnecessary. Then I was surprise when my classmate came to me and told me not to do things that can give her a chance to do something to me. And the sadder thing to know is, he knows that she is bias towards me. My argument was, if she has a prejudice on me, what ever I do or how ever I act, she will has something to say about it. So should I be the one who 'don't do things that would trigger her'? It's such a typical thing to do when people are being oppressed. People just keep quite and let the authorities walk all over us. Same goes to the general Malaysian, what ever the Government say, right or wrong, we just follow. Just because they are branded with a title, doesn't mean what they say is law. I certainly would like live with some dignity and I will not let anyone step on top me and take over my life. She marks my papers, so what? Does that mean if I do good and she will still fail me? There are things beyond my result that she can damage. I have mood swings because of her, lost sleep because of her, having irregular period because her, and more. Probably some day I'd kill myself because I'm so angry about her.. Just probably.. I couldn't illustrate my feelings so well, so I'm posting this video below to help me explain what I wanna say. If I did something wrong, you may punish me, same goes to any one regardless.

Lease sell

Finally, lease sell.. Enjoy XD

Earthquake

I felt earthquake today... My boyfriend and rat felt it too.

Something's not right

Even felt a hunch that something has gone wrong but you can't tell in your conscious mind what exactly is it? It just kills you so much and pushes you to do things you won't do just to get over the situation. Or else, enjoy being in the limbo and face the broken fiddle playing the out of tune music to your bleeding heart until the problem gets too big and reveal itself like a giant hamburger fall down from the sky and landed in front of you. The feeling is not much different then someone sprinkling salt on your open wound, or kicking your dick with an iron shoe. There is no way of escaping. Unless do what your red devil on your shoulder asked you to do.

Tickle.. I miss you

Dear Tickle,

I knew you since you were a baby. I still remember the first day I got you home, you were so frighten. Before this you were living together with your brothers and sisters, but there were only you and one of your brother left in the cage when I bought you from the pet store. You were a feeder rat back then. You didn’t like me touching you and always hide yourself from me. It was such a miracle moment to me the first time you took the piece of kua chi from my hand. I spend most of the time worrying about you. You were always the delicate one to me. Your home, your food and your sister were all specially picked for you. I only sung to you, so that you can sleep soundly. I am the one who named you Tickle, because you like to run over you daddy and me and tickle us.

A week after getting you, we went to look for a sister for you, and that’s how we got Milo home. I still remember the first time you met Milo. She was so much tinier than you and you just didn’t care much. You jumped on her and started tickling her. After a short wrestling session, you two became good friends. You used to hug her to sleep and gave her your food and always protecting her. Milo grew up strong and active, and turned out to be Milo was the one keep giving us the headache, and you, as always, being nice and always contented at what you had.

I miss seeing you guys chasing at each other around and around the cage. You look so healthy and happy back then. You and Milo are two smart rats. You remember me teaching you your names, how to stand, and you will always know what it means when I open a plastic bag - **that’s our secret**. I always feel guilty not being able to let you two out from the cage that often because I’m afraid that you two might bite holes on your daddy’s clothes. You must have been very angry at me huh. Although I did not fulfil my promise of bring you guy out for shopping, I hope you enjoy our trip to Taiping together, and I hope you are happy for meeting so many people in your live. To be honest, I am very pound of you and your sister. You two have change so many people’s thinking and make them fall in love with rats.

I am sorry for not being able to take good care at you and protect you at all time. I shouldn’t have left you at the living room those days and let you inhale second hand smoke or attacked by cats. I am so sorry that I did not give you a bigger cage for you to run around, and I am sorry for not providing you the best quality food and health care so that you can live long and healthy.

I couldn’t do much at the final days when your health deteriorate. I can only hug you in my arms and hope that it will make you feel better. And you never disappointed me and always show me that you were okay by grinding your teeth. You were always there for me, happy and sad times, but I wasn’t there for you when you really needed me. I even made you promised that you can never leave me when I’m not around, but I guess you hung on there for too long.

I just wish you could stay longer. There are still so many things I wanna tell you. I can no longer call Tickle & Milo anymore. Can no longer say good night to you and see you first thing in the morning. You rest in peace baby Tickle. Mommy will take good care of Milo and promise to protect her like you do. I love you Tickle. Milo loves you. Daddy loves you too. Good night forever. We miss you. I'd give anything just to spend another day with you. I cannot stop crying now, but don’t worry.. I will stop when the time comes.

Love you forever and ever,
Mommy

One job done

I've completed my first client's order. A pencil caricature based on a photograph. The theme is golf. The work has already been framed up and ready to be delivered to the customer tomorrow.

Happy Birthday Clement

This is Clement, my boyfriend's cousin. He just turn 21 today, so happy birthday. The one below is my present for him, a 5 minutes live sketch caricature. The work is not nice I think. Haven't been drawing for a week.