morgueville,heartland living.

art's engulfing me. but i'm not complaining. my fear everyday is it not being able to meet the deadline. and another being it becoming a repetition of the olevels. and everyday i tell myself not to let these fears climb over my head, but somehow, by strange mental intervention, i got robbed of my time and energy. believe me, i'm trying to fight it. everyday in the studio is like standing on the front line of a battlefield.

 
i actually thought of moving into the studio. there's a sofa to sleep on. there's a fridge and toaster for my food. there's radio and computers to keep me company. now of course, i'm in an arsehead college in hougang who will never allow that. sometimes hearing people at nanyang staying up the whole night for art make me jealous. and also make me realised what a freak i am for drowning myself in a passion that actually make my eyes green with envy over things like that. but i can't help it, all the time. nonetheless, i am determined to finish it over the next 8 weeks.

 
"shazam!"

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