You take 15 minutes to find the glasses sitting right in front of you...
It always happen to me, especially when I'm late.
I basically have to go around my room like a blind woman touching every corner of my bed and every inch of my table hoping to be able to find it...
You ALSO know you're in trouble when -
10 different people have told you that your artwork looks like *insert the most creatively disgusting adjective you know* when you are having Art Appreciation class and your A depends on that artwork.
Why does Art Appreciation requires us to draw??!?!
Upon seeing artwork, my friend -
"*gasp loudly!* Jessica, *pats my shoulder* luckily your major is psychology not art."
Now at 1am, I'm still coloring my ugly painting hoping A in effort can make up for F in my whatever non-existence painting artsy skills. I have been coloring since 8pm. The painting has not change much except from fugly to 'AHHHHHHHHHH-MY-EYESSSSS fugly."
Why is God like that.
My Paps is a pretty good artist what.
How come I inherited none of those artsy genes?!
Doing this I suddenly recall that ALL my previous art and craft work in primary school has been done by Paps and Mummy. That 'menganyam' thing that looks so nice; yes, they took one whole night to finish it. That beautiful paining of the paddy field; Paps did it over the weekend. He enjoys painting and I enjoy eating junk food and watching television. See? Win-win situation!
For now I can only pray that Paps come back home earlier to finish my next artwork before I ruin it beyond salvage...
Why can't pigs fly??????????