Yesterday night, while I was lying on my bed waiting for sleep to take me away, it dawned on me that I've... actually grown up. As I relived my convocation moments from last Friday in my head, I felt mildly impressed at myself for finishing it. I recalled my first year in uni when I'd cried shamelessly, begging my mum in the middle of the night to let me drop out of school. The crazy ang moh professors. The burnouts. Uni was totally not for me. Boy am I glad it's over. Now I'm faced with a different reality. Some days I really hate walking in the morning with the crowd to the train station. Sometimes I think you work your ass off and for what? In the working world, all we do is use each other. People are either in your face honest or liars. Either way it could hurt like hell. But heck that's life I guess. I'm glad people find me strange, I can get away with things.
3 comments:
aahh i saw your work at Pens & Needles! coool :)
hi there i just wanna say this is awesome work.. just wondering how do you stitch it?
@Nomadic Soul. You saw them? (: Thanks for reminding me, I still have my works at Laselle omg!
@rizkha. Try to imagine the thread like the ink of a marker. You shade/color in strokes the same way I stitch them (:
Sorry for the late replies!
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