Art's over, after 2 days of slavish work on my preparatory studies. I think we were all pretty drained / numbed / immuned to examinations at the end of the Art paper; there wasn't that whoop that precedented previous 'closure papers'.
And because my art pieces are my lil babies, and because Cambridge is probably going to incinerate them after marking, I made scans of my favourite pieces.
I think I'd continue with oil painting; anyone with any requests?
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Prom's [okay, Grad Night] tomorrow, and it's pretty exciting. I hate the rushing around, the make up and the formality of attire, but then again, that's the whole essence of a Prom, isn't it? It'd be nice to people-watch, to oogle at the hot dresses and giggle at the odd ones, and because I think clothing makes a man / dressing up's a representation of the self, I think it'd be nice to do a lil tweaking of judgements before I leave CJ, bearing in mind that some settled for 3rd best with last minute shopping. Ohwell.
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And, Cameron on Tuesday! Whee-o-wheet! Steamboat on a chilly day.
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