Aaaand we're back in business!

State of mind: constipated
Current soundtrack: A Mweeble Kind of Love Playlist - Itsumo Soba Ni (Kirii Daisuke)

Classes have started again for all us old TOA-ites (I'm a senior now. HOMAIGOD.) and the fresh meat newbies are starting classes this week. Good luck to all! May your pencils stay sharp, may your markers never dry, and may the gods of Macromedia and Adobe bless us all!

I have classes five days a week this term, which is a bit of a relief. So far, we've started learning Javascript and dabbling in Adobe After Effects. Also, the Dean of Studies has handed over(?) three of the college group's clients/sub-companies to we, the Batch 51 MMD majors, and we are to give them a multimedialicious makeover. My group (along with two others) has decided to handle Da Vinci, which is a place where kids can expand their creative horizons (read: we'll teach your kid how to draw like a 1337 thing. :3) Got the job brief on Friday and now all the groups need to bang heads a bit and put some Qs together. We know a lot of the lecturers from before, except Adeline our Cons. Behaviour lecturer (acerbic wit, high English proficiency (praise the GODS!) and nice handouts--all the same, I predict a certain amount of hate) and Fiona Poh, who's working for NetInfinium. MM Production and Online Media have combined projects, so will be seeing our old friend *cough* EU quite a bit this term.

Motion Graphics is being tutored by a senior whose 'Insomnia' video was one of those I saw during MY orientation. It was fairly Artsy and Confusing, and I swore right there and then I'd make stirring videos with perhaps more colours. Even if art is supposed to portray all emotions, I prefer the happy ones. The happy ones are going extinct, and I am a conservationist! ;)

Last Thursday also saw me going to acclimatise the fresh meat of TOA. It seems we have a fairly small intake this term, as they managed to fit the whole bunch into one orientation session instead of two. With the exception of some hapless few, they were so QUIET. I fear for these younglings. The force is not strong within them. *cough*

So what am I supposed to be doing now? Writing a schedule, actually. And getting together a product brief, a bunch of thumbs and a shitload of research for two/three subjects. Resolutions, M.Y.! Post-it notes! Typed schedules! HANDPHONE REMINDERS, DAMNXOR JOO!

I've also...started driving lessons. *BUMBUMBUMMMM* After four hours behind the wheel, we've established that I can't steer for peanuts. Just on Saturday I killed a cone and a metal rod while performing a three-point turn. I strongly maintain that my driver's ed teacher went grey-haired by the age of 15 because it ANTICIPATED the coming of students like me, and decided to just save itself some trouble. Other than that, I suppose Amin is a fairly nice guy, even if his vocab when he's teaching me tends to limit itself to things like "Where are you going?! You must decide where you want to go...Watch your steering...turn slowly...go straight...step on the gas...that's the brake, not the gas...press some more...now release the handbrake...don't press the clutch." *car rolls backwards*

At least my handling is improving, albeit incredibly slowly, my pedal work is pretty smooth and for someone who's not attempted a proper hill-climb before I appear to have done pretty well for myself. Even if I did kill an innocent traffic cone and metal rod, and rolled down one silly hill about three times. The public is going to love me when I hit the madness that is called 'Malaysia's roads'.

Oh, and the familial house is now a fetching shade of mint green (mostly).