the student

girl power!




i have to thank this really nice uncle for all his help, for being so kind and supportive 0 : )



i'm actually quite against the idea of having men helping me. coz i know i'm tough and can do the job, if not i wouldn't have taken it up anyway. BUT BUT BUT, this rooster told me that the gallery belongs to them and not to me so blah blah blah and if i damage the windows , walls, floor blah blah blah........... so he has to supervise and he can't spend all day looking at me tear the walls down blah blah blahblahlbhlahlgiowehfiwehfikahweoharw... and i understand what he's saying but... but but but i'm like a super duper rule breaker unintentionally all the time!



so for the top half of the cell, what i did was watch them do their thing, as i loaded the bricks onto the trolley. got stuck halfway between the road leading to the entrance of the carpark and it was quite a comical sight as all of them came to my rescue(urgh i really hate this damsel in distress kinda thing!)


then, i managed to tear down the lower half of the cell alone, which made me feel much better. i still feel bad though that i had help from people, who didn't need to fuss over me coz i knew what i was doing.

and yes, wall's gone.

the installation's gone too.



while i was transporting the bricks back down to the carpark, where i had already stacked half of the loot(150 of 'em) the conveniences guy came by and told me i was not supposed to store my bricks there because they will be removing the partitions that separated the stored furniture and the carpark, and i had to move. when i asked politely if there was any other part of school that i could use, he just said no no no . i don't understand why these people can't be nice. it's a school after all. our school. my school.

then i had to beg eyelashes for permission to leave the bricks in the wood workshop. he was kind enough to give me a small space near the loo, on the condition that i will be on standby mode everyday so that i am contactable if any problem crops up (ie. if they need to move it away, i need to fly to the bricks rescue)

and i delivered a cold refreshing tau hway and a crispy hot you tiao to the rooster for all the help.

i've stopped work. will continue moving the remaining of the bricks from the original hiding place to the workshop. then it's white wash time and clearing out the leftover cement i shovelled on the canvas. oh, and i have to bring those in the pail to uncle's store.

oh yes, i'm pissed because some asshole addressed me as 'the student' in an email. i find that condescending.