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Wednesday, 1 October 2008 10:26 pm
the other side?

I'll just let her continue being undecided, but I am gonna get my name straight with her, just like I did with him and him.

Can't believe I spent the entire afternoon getting the psd file for the website done. Then spent another 5ish hours getting the blasted rollovers to work. Both my cousin and cousin-in-law couldn't get it to work either and their digital design and IT grads respectively. I think its sth to do with messing up the root folder. Pfftt. Hate managing files on Mac. Or rather more of the hate lies in the fear of incurring the wrath of AA. According to Nat, I was "flustered" when I entered AA's lecture 10 mins late. Hey, I'm usually super punctual for lectures and I intend on keeping that record.. for year 2 that is. Thankfully, I didn't fall flat on my face or land on my bum when I tottered/ran to my seat in heels.

AA also decided that he was gonna give me a hard time and announce that he'd gotten around to having a look at out proposals and was gonna be talking to us on how to make it even better or comment on it. Gen took a peek at it the day before and declared mine wasn't exactly what he wanted. Fear? Panic? whatever you call it, it sank in. According to Gen, he only called out 2 people in class... wheew!...BUT my name was called out too... gulp!
In tutorial, he talks about not keeping the website till week 10 before starting work on it and I gulped thinking about how I'd rather be shot dead instead but he interprets it otherwise and laughs at me when I gulp. Laugh nervously.

Thinking the torture was over (my cousins conveniently left me with a breakup and I had no clue as to resolving it.) Pfftt. Then he calls out names.. Natalie.. Jayasri (pronounced horribly), Zhenni... and 3 others. He calls for the other 4 first, giving me time to send out a desperate plea. Nat, the sweetie that she is, rolls over and corrects him about my name..he 'vegs over' (his term for stoned) till I reluctantly roll over and announce the seconf 'a' is silent.. and VOILA! he gets my name... sure.. he "learnt something today" lol. Anyways, I made a horrible boo-boo. Close to starting another deaf holocaust. And get this, I made him "almost fall off my chair" when he read my proposal. Tehees. Nat and Nesh got a kick out of it when I told them.The language good and I was a good writer but needed a tad more description with the flow chart. (:

What surprised me more was his communication with people who were impaired in some way or the other.. and his fervence in wanting to see my website through. And here I was thinking he'd tell me to come up with something better. Wow. What a turnaround.
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