A day and a quarter’s passed since our report submission… I remember seeing Pak Lah’s whole group helping out their reporter.. ironing the butter paper of sketches to compile… seeing Aji helping out Efa with the services layout… and helping out if there’s anything she wasnt sure of still.. seeing K.Izza waiting beside Raja at their little office faithfully, ready to jump to help… Siaw Chee helping Kemal… And the largest group of all…. mine… there was only Nad, who’s just lost her voice and looking really drowsy from her fever’s rest… bless her for coming over so early to help… where was the others who offered help the day before?

I guess two could manage to tackle the day.. printing took the whole afternoon, and I wouldnt make it without a help… Nad helped priint out the Autocad.. she knows her reduction ratios… and printing costed me alone Rm196.00… so that was about RM270.00 for the group’s production right out of my pocket..

Then, was back in the studio, worried that I’d worn my companion out of her scant energy… and then realised that there were more sketches to compile! and we forgot to buy the plastic file… I had to call for Shafiqq n Anwari to deal with it, bless them… at the same time I asked Lin to help me fold up the long elevations and sections into A3 size… thankfully Ahi helped pull out the sketches out of respective files… Murphy was busy with drawings for KeKKWa, I guess…

So I laid three copies of reports, which weighed tons, on the wooden table in front of the whiteboard, and asked my group members to sign …. as on the whiteboard "Sila sign report group masing2 sebelum anda disign kan! sayangi reporters anda, sila beri kerjasama!" So I harried them over to the front to sign.. Murphy signed for Fakhry.. ‘fuck’… I remember Pn Aniza trying to work out what his signature said… "F… A… eh…. Azwar kot…" … not to mention the time she took to assess our group’s signature… she said Murphy’s signature looked like his brother’s… and she said the one in the middle of the page looked interesting, which turned out to be MINE, ehem ehem! n she said "Nadiyah punye steady je"… and "Ini pon lawa"

oh well… you’d think you’d be free after that, but NO… the poster to submit this Friday.. even if Im not in charge, but I still had to help Anwari. Poor him, but I guess when the leader says Do It, then it means DO IT…!

soo, hopefully, in this afterglow of Measured Drawing, a poor tired girl like me could fine peace and quiet at last… (for half a day, that is.. darn…)  that’s when she actually had time to burn a CD and really listen to it in the car! Now she’s back in the studio to do the last ever work…. that’s when the candle’s burning down low….

dont you think it’s amusing, people?

last friday we went down to Bilik Pameran A for a pin up IN OUR PAJAMAS! ahhaah… Ah bee’s wearing pink bottom, im wearing purple instead, Alan still in his bermudas and A’ie still in his red n blue wind breakers that Siew Teng wore in turn with him… and Nad’s wearing track suit, sniggering away at how amusing that morning scene was ‘uhuk2.. lawak r’… Lin was saved, coz she stayed the night up in her jeans and a decent sweater..

Hell yeah..

As four out of thirteen of us held up our double A0 front elevation, we tried not to let our armpit odours out too much lest someone in the exhibition hall  might fall unconscious, out of the terrible salty stink of our overnight sweat and .. whatnot (!) …. lol.. well, nobody did, because everyone of us was as stinky as the other

Saw K.Izza’a red blotchy eyes nearby our group.. saw Raja’s blank face, sorrowfully staring at their own work.. poor them.. never seen them breakdown that way.. sigh..

and then Nad n me went around the hall to see others’ drawings.. everytime Nad arrives at a groups’ drawing, one or two drawings lost  their adhesion to the partition boards and fell to the floor.. boy.. we must have stank badly.. ‘UhuK UhUk’……’ko nih nad, tak mandi.. lalu kat drawing ktorg, abeh jatoh’

Ncik Man gave some comments.. hehe.. all we could do was giggle stupidly, guess there was still loads to do.. ohwell.. Mr. Asrul came to assess too.. and gave some suggestions.. and Pn. Aniza sternly went through our work.. n then Miss Lee came in and saw us rubbing our stomach, and she told her to end the session already.. "ayo.. stop oredi la.. they all hungry laaa… sian laa" huhu.. I was quietly grateful to her…

so then later we snapped photos with Shafiqq’s hp.. hehe.. investigation work there too.. his photo gallery.. ewah2 lawa aweks, Shafiqq.. hebat! huhu…

N then K.Izza went egging on a tiny cockroach on to us… Alan helped it on towards Siew Teng.. you Should see how angry A’ie was at that.. haha..

After that we were drained of energy.. all we wanted to do was take our baths and just sleep the afternoon off… three nights in the studio, bathing there too.. damn.. the itches.. haha.. n my spoilt towel coz I hung it at the wrong place.. ewwW..