Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Dig a load of this man! Hahahahahahahahha! Fad is da bomb. Those tits were the exact ones I was talkin bout when they had that Dress To Kill gig, Monster Mash, at IJ. He wore those plus some horrific get-up not to be mentioned (again). Haha. Sick.

Anyway, school's been okay but everyone in PrintJourn aren't sailing smooth through this sem. That, my friends, can be foreseen due to the WHOA deadlines and the WHOA workload.

But yeah, I guess its realism to the test.
This is how it's gonna be for the rest of our adult life.

politics, politics, politics. Urgh.

Ugly heads popping up soon. But we all have to get through this together and suffer each other's torture. Really lookin forward to that.

Thanks Fiona, for telling me all my electives are gonna kill me.

Its not a walk in the park doing Advertising Creatives where you have to constantly be creative (duh), Advanced PR where we have to come up with something totally new from something that has been done over and over again and Print Journalism where everyone will get screwed if datelines aren't met.

I would rather get screwed literally than be debarred.

But hey, that's just me.

Tuesday, April 25, 2006 N