joyce: my glasses ate my hair!
mom: ..
joyce: when i take out my glasses, my hair gets caught in between the gaps and it tugs my hair really hardly :(

silence.

joyce: it hurrrrts *rubs head for effect*

my mom just looked at me strangely. her eyes shifted to the table, and she blared out, full force.

mom: clean up the table! the table is always full of your things bla bla bla every time i see it it's in such a messy condition bla bla bla

:(

i think the only person that would really be damn layan is my brother.
cause i bought this set of erasers, and on the box it said that it has some smiley faces printed at the back.

but when i took it out there were no smiley faces at the back.

i was livid.

joyce: what!
him: *looks up*
joyce: they lied!
him: ?
joyce: it says here on the box that it comes with smiley faces, but LOOK. *shows eraser* NO SMILEY FACE. >(

he paused for a while, then looked at me deadpan, voice full of drama.

him: so are you angry?
joyce: ..
him: full of rage?
joyce: ...
him: WRITE THEM A LETTER.
joyce: ..
him: *returns attention to laptop*

i was about to retort that he was being so childish, when i stopped. reflecting on myself - buying supposedly-smiley-faced erasers and getting flared up when i don't see them - i don't think i'm in any position to call him childish.

-_-

i have a new layout for s*imr in my laptop, heee.
looks kinda boring though.

Overdue picture (two weeks old?), but that was a fun night.
Saw a lot of people I haven't seen in ages, and man, it felt good. I missed all them buggers :(

Anyway, back to the present.

Yesterday while I was doing my typo work, I glanced at the clock and it read 1.30am. I took off my headphones, and decided to go to bed earlier than usual because I was pretty tired.

Before the headphones could even touch the table, my brother walked over to me excitedly and said in an animated manner -

"come, come, hurry up! LET'S GO! LET'S GOOOO."

... Well obviously, the most normal reaction you can expect from someone as normal as I am was a big - WHAT? - followed by an odd look on my face.

I think he didn't hear me because he didn't reply immediately, but only after reading the expression that I had. The "you-are-crazy-and-i-am-normal" expression that I always throw at him.

Then he looked at *me* as if *I* - *I*, was the crazy one.

"Out! Let's go out to yam-cha :D" - he said as if it was a norm between us. (literal translation for yam-cha is "drink tea". meaning to go out and have a drink.)

Was I in the same boat of abnormal excitement as he was? *snorts* As if. Let me tell you why:

a. I was dead beat.
b. The weather was FREEZING. joyce and cold weather don't mix well together.
c. As if I would sacrifice my SLEEPING TIME to go out to "drink tea" with him - when I know he will start talking about how my appearance is so alike of Ugly Betty's.

But before I could accuse him of being crazy and snootily tell him that no, I won't go out yam-cha-ing with him, my dad followed suit behind him in the same excited manner.

-_-

I swear they looked like two little boys who were sneaking out for the first time without their mothers knowing about it.

In the end they dragged me out with them, while my mum was sleeping. I was wearing my short shorts, had haggard looking hair and my dorky glasses in tact. Even though my legs were practically freezing to death, I was praying that I wouldn't meet anyone I knew.

Taking into consideration my appearance at that moment, Ugly Betty would've surpassed me by a hundred fold.

But obviously.

God loves me.

So no, I did not see anyone I knew.

Heee hee.



Urgh, I'm off to sleep now. My eyes are literally falling off their sockets.

My brother was playing Football Manager on my dad's laptop. I trotted over to where he was, and started poking his head.

Then on the screen I saw that it was the "Fifa Germany 2006" version. Then I said to him while poking his head back and forth,

joyce: why are you so outdated? still playing the 2006 version.
him: then you buy for me la.
joyce: buy what?
him: the latest version for this game.
joyce: *snorts* yeah right. like i would buy for you fifa beijing 2008.

silence.

him: ... beijing 2008 is the olympics -_-

'_'

then my mum walked by, and I said to her, still poking my brother's head.

joyce: ma, fifa world cup was in germany for 2006 right?
ma: mmm.
joyce: so shouldn't it be fifa beijing 2008?
ma: -_-
joyce: '_'
ma: please don't embarrass me. *walks away*
him: *shakes head in disgrace*
joyce: *POKES HEAD HARDER*

then I ran away before he attacked me back or something.

-_-

So did not do work today. All I did was clean my room. Sigh.

After a blissful 10 hour sleep, I woke up in the morning - not to the sound of my alarm (much to my absolute delight), or to some stupid birds - but because I finally had sufficient amount of sleep for my system after one long week.

God, this is why I love sleeping on friday nights.

But moving on.

As I was happily snuggling to my pillows, covered under my blanket, full of contentment, my mind started to wonder what I was supposed to pass up next week, while groggily seeping back into the wonderful world of dreams and just .. sleeping, really.

So my brain started clicking, slowly, but surely.

mon 4 simplified figures, 4 guidelines for simplified figures, final storyboard, interface design, figure test, moral test.
tues submission for cgpp 2nd project.
wed 30 sketches and 20 digital sketches for typo, submission for 3 assignments, and research which I have not started
thurs 30% of completed animation, that means.. 7 frames O_O
fri start on project 2

I swear, my heart almost stopped. My eyes shot wide open, 100% awake. My brain started to fully function, immediately going through the work again in my head.

My mind was reeling with panic. And curses.
"Shit shit shit shit sh- OK, don't panic. I still have time. Still can do it!"

... And then I remembered. I RSVP-ed to go to both of my friend's birthday thing tonight.

SHIT.

I can't believe that I was stupid enough to think that I could afford to go out tonight.
NO MORE SLACKING JOYCE

Have to keep up with the flow or I will be left behind to rot and die in this term.

But some overdue pictures:





fun times.