Yes! I'm back!

It's been quite hectic the past week or so.

Even before I can say 'Ahh', I was already thrown into class at NYP. Then there's the horrible enrolment procedures.

And you know the worst thing? I have also a backlog of assignments hurled at me.

But at least they were all drawing assignments.

For once, I feel at ease with what I am doing. It is definitely me.

I've never done so much drawing in my life. It still takes some getting used to. But overall, I'm enjoying myself.

Drawing is a very feeling-dependent thing to me.

I keep telling myself that I have 10 different sketches to submit and 100% of the time, I end up with nothing but frustration.

You see, once I start seeing things as 'assignments' and 'obligations', I automatically harbour intense hatred for it.

I have to feel good before I can draw. And I assure you, once I get started on the drawing, nothing matters more. Not even food.

This is my second week in school, although it's officially third week into semester one. I was a week late, thank you very much.

The beginning of this week, I was posted into a permanent class. The people were a much better bunch as compared the the previous class I was attached to. Thank god it was only temporary with that class. I'm very glad that I got assigned to a better bunch of people.

As a design student (I can finally finally call myself a design student!!!), I realised that I should take a hell of a lot pride in my presentation.

Presentation of myself. How I dress myself up.

So it's very inspiring when I flip through fashion catalogues. I feel as though a great deal of inhibitions have been thrown out of the way. I feel free. I feel open. I feel adventurous.

But you know the one thing I cannot stand? Pairing a denim jacket with denim jeans. ALL IN THE SAME FREAKING SHADE! It hits a big fat ZERO in the style meter without much thought. Plus it gives the very 'wannabe' look. I'm all out against it.

Then there's the hair issue. A certain bombastic and spastic male lecturer spent 30 minutes of a 2-hour tutorial addressing the group on how to dress and how not to dress. Specifically, he said, "Guys, if you wanna keep long hair, NYP is not the place for you. If you wanna get outstanding colours for your hair, NYP is not the place for you."

Instantly, I felt a tingle in that finger of mine as hot blood rushed through my veins and the nervous impulses grew strong.

Then again, whatever.

Throughout his 'pep-talk' speech, I was smirking non-stop. I was incredulous at how ridiculous he was.

I remember on my first day, I met a very interesting lecturer already. The best thing was, we did a small exercise on concept development and he acknowledged my creativity in expressing ideas. It's like, you know, he brought an air pump along, stuck the nozzle in my head and began pumping furiously? I didn't know it felt so good...

The first thing I noticed about Mr Juinn, sadly, was his poorly-masked receding hairline. Then I noticed his futuristic orange specs. (I'm not in his class now, but I saw him the other day and he was wearing this futuristic transparent specs.) He is definitely a Design lecturer. Looks the part.

That's why, I said, "Presentation is the KEY."

Well, it's not just me that's saying that. I remember Mr Juinn implying that too. He's kinda weird, that's why he's fun. I can totally relate to that. Plus, he brought that 'air pump' to my first class in NYP! How could I not mention him?!?!

And he is by far the most interesting person I have met, apart from when I look into the mirror, that is.

There's the other lecturers too. But they're boring. You know, no bitchy comments, no quirky dress sense, no cheesy taglines, no nothing. Just plain boring.

I so look forward to meeting bitchy lecturers with cutting edge lingo that can drive me crazy. Frankly, I just need someone to open up my Channel of Sarcasm. Its about time to let it flow!