  Excruciating art lesson today reminded me how absolutely out of touch I am with drawing. Its been about 6 years since I did any, seriously... I am in dire need of practice! Getting to know my art classmates is fun, and had a chat with Yi Lin on the MRT on my way to Bishan after classes. She studied art in London on the MOE scholarship, and specialised in digital video and photography. I like the diversity in this class... we also have a converted architect, and lots of folks with foreign Uni art degrees all with very diverse backgrounds, specific areas of interest in the arts, and ages.
Justin on the other hand... cracks me up with his artsy antics... Feeling a bit out of it, where church is concerned. I get these spiritually low phases every now and then that come and go. Part and parcel of the whole church ministry thing... I guess its mostly because I feel tired. And guess what!? Fr Richard's paid Fr Tay a visit and said something about the choir that was not nice at all. We are immensely pissed off, understandably. That man is vengeful, bitter and petty, and not someone who deserves my respect at all. And speaking of being haunted by wierdoes... I bumped into Ibrahim from my Theatre Studies class in NUS, who is seriously repressed and off his rocker in so many not-so-wonderful ways.
I shall always remember Ibrahim for his glorious rendition of 3 Fat Virgins in my Year 1 Practical Exam which made Dr Seet shriek with horror! It became the stuff of urban legends in NUS (along with the existence of Chinese Camp). My 1st proper week at NIE's almost over, and I feel absolutely drained!
Its the long days, the hours of sitting in MRT carraiges, the heaps of assignments I will soon have to get cracking on... the fact that campus is in the back of beyond, and that it takes energy to be perky and friendly to everyone when I sometimes feel like stoning in a corner and switching off. I reckon its just me needing to settle into the routine and lifestyle. 
