Saturday, July 07, 2007
this week just wooshed by in a blink of an eye!
i'm terribly tired from running around and doing so many things.
i just wish i could shut down to do my own things.
and usually when people say such things, they'll ask for a day.
but i want 2 weeks, can? cos i really have sooo many things on my mind!
here's a huge list of the many things wiring my brain.
>> clean my room. why does it always get messy!?
>> after cleaning, move furniture into their supposed place.
(( to think i've been in this hole for 2 years ++ !!!))
>> figure how i can salvage my hair.
>> work on the next collection.
>> think of how to setup a website for work.
>> make time for all the july babies' birthdayssss.
>> figure how i can squeeze moneys for their presents.
>> figure how much extra days i should work per week.
die la. DIE.
everyday i return to the same conclusion.
i wish i had disposable amounts of moneys.
not asking for millions, really. just enough to make things correct.
for instance, not worry for the next collection.
also, to properly furnish my room. having it cosy for work and rest.
and finally, to occasionally bless my friends with drinks and parties.
oh, one more. to shop! at least be able to buy something every other week?
not asking for much right?
wait, that's what everyone would say too! ha.
anyway. point is.
i thought i've finally settled in correctly.
found a part-time job with amazingly nice bosses.
in which i get to practice drafting and still be around fashion.
and have pretty good hours a week, so i can eat well.
also, i've found the direction for the next collection.
not much firm research yet, but the formula is set in my mind.
studio prive landed some rather decent press coverage. smirk!
finally pushed myself to take a day off to sew something.
which i guess will help the mind tick the right way and all.
sounds pretty good right? but, no.
when all seemed good, after i took leave and bought my materials.
something !#$%^#& had to happen. it just fucking had to.
story goes that my grandma is ill.
she's not very well to begin with. the walking stick and all.
tonnes of medical appts and daily medication.
but i find that she's pretty alright. is fine, generically.
but apparently she blacked out at the temple few days back.
and i had to learn about it, after being nagged for not visiting her.
must like that, is it? forever must happen like that.
when kenna already, jia lat jia lat, then like that.
always, always. my heart sank when i heard of it.
not sure if it was due to the sombre mood of the day.
anyway. i've to visit her tomorrow. (no more sewing, damn!)
best part. if i go tmr, she'll say, i wanna die ready then come.
if i don't, she'll say dying ready still don't come.
ok, she's not really dying la. least i hope not.
but you know, it's the shite they always say.
when it really happens, you'll go, "oh shit".
correct?
how like that? you tell me how?
i want to blog about happy things, can.
like maybe, someone wants to fly me to london to design a dress.
or perhaps something along that line.
win lottery or award also can.
got large order from somehere also can.
but i have to blog about such things.
as if a bad haircut wasn't enough!
TSSSSK!!!!
christy the great.
i like nonsense
i love tangle
