On Monday, I submitted my drawings (2 working days late) for grading.

You know the best thing about one-on-one consultation with a lecturer, an experienced one in this case, is that you get tips on how to score well.

For the drawings I submitted, they were 'too flat, lack of tonal variation, presentation very bad, show no effort'.

The lecturer said I should try drawing perishable goods. Like fruits and hardy vegetables.

So I bought a couple of bittergourds and drew them for the following assignment which I submitted today.

Not much effort in particular, especially when I was watching American Idol while drawing.

BUT! the lecturer said that there is definitely improvement from the previous assignment.

Phew! After talking to him personally, I had to show some improvement.

I can so read him. He hates it when students say that they know, but still commit the same mistakes.

He had said that I could definitely draw, just that I needed to fine tune certain aspects. That made my day, most definitely. DUH!

This air pump thing is getting outta hand. Even my classmates have air pumps! I think I'll burst some time soon. But meanwhile, I will enjoy the moment.

It is my moment.

(Hahahaha!....)

Then I discovered that I'm technically the eldest in class.

I believe that is a good thing because I like to feel like I'm king.

(Hahahaha!....)

So today in drawing class, I unleashed a tinge of my sarcasm and received over-reactions.

The lecturer was showing us examples of good work and bad work. Then there was this particular drawing that looked kinda blurry, like there was fog or something.

So I said (quite loudly), "I think the person forgot to wear specs ar, cos the drawing is blur one,"

And I got some intense glares. This guy beside jabbed me in the side and told me to keep quiet.

Of course, I just went laughing.

On second count, the drawing module leader, a petite female lecturer, came into the drawing studio. I am quite casual with her because I kinda know her. But the rest didn't.

So when she stood among us, I said (quite loudly), "Whoa, she blend in siah!"

Obviously, she didn't hear what I said. But the rest did. They were like all glares and disbelief.

The faces did all the talking. They said, "How could you be so disrespectful? You crazy or what?!"

And I say (very loudly in my heart), "Gosh, you all are even more no-life than me siah! And wait till I fully unleash my mean streak. Y'all are in for some fun!~"

I am a mean and sarcastic person. BUT FOR A GOOD CAUSE.

Yes, being mean and sarcastic can still do good, FY-freaking-I.

I like to defend the weak and helpless. The get preyed on by the Meanies(not for good cause) and Bullies.

Therefore, I am there to shoo away these brats. The best way to counter Meanies and Bullies is to do it their way.

It's gonna sound very ambitious and very exaggerated, but I am standing up for the weak and eliminating the baddies.

Think Robin Hood.

(Hahahaha!....)

In my class, there's a trio-clique of girls. Two of them are very loud. Kinda like the bitch in my previous class, only 50% more loud-hailing and bitchiness.

One's an infamous foul-mouth. The other's the 'radio'.

No one really likes their vapid babbling, but no one rebuts them either. Hence, they think they can throw their weight around.

But hey! Here comes me!

I'll do everyone a great big favour!