Was a really long day today, feeling damn tired now after draping class. Anyway, I was really bored so I went scouting for video clips. Will put one at the end of the post to show you guys, I absolutely love the song.

Oh, a new guy joined our class, so Paul isn't lonely anymore. Hahahaha, he's name is Colin by the way. Life's good, we are bonding quite well now and I pretty much love my class like a lot. OHOH! Brian, the before haute couture designer and now RDI lecturer, has a project for us in which would be displayed during his fashion show or something like that. Omg, you have no idea how much I adore the guy, he is great. He makes history fun, just like Mr Hazry and Mr Mong (no, that's not his real surname, he's called Mark Wong actually, so you get the point). Hmm, I think it's because Step and Dee make funny comments, which makes Mong really frustrated, resulting in fun history lessons.

Anyway, I am getting really pissed with the overuse of the word chic. Maybe I'm not pissed that the word is overused, but rather people who use it don't know how to pronounce it. I know I'm in fashion now, but that doesn't mean that everything awesome has to be labelled chic. There are many other vocabulary in the dictionary, just pick one other than chic, how difficult is that!

I guess, by saying so much, I should teach people how to pronounce the word properly. Chic (pronounced "sheek") meaning stylish or smart, is an element of fashion and the counterpart of posh. It's pronounced this way because it's not an English word to begin with! Screw phonics and do as the French do. I swear I will slap the next person left right center if he/she pronounces it wrongly. If you don't believe me, go google it or another easier way, talk to Brian, he knows French really well. Another reason why I adore him.

Anyway, I think I haven't mention the modules I'm taking this term. I have Contempt History, Sewing, Garment Compo, Drape and Drafting. Really tiring subjects, take today as an example, we were just draping a simple skirt and we started at 2pm and ended at like 9pm. And tomorrow, class starts at 9am, which means I have to wake up at 7am. ):

Christian Lacroix's exhibition is in town till June, I suggest that everyone who likes the word "chic" so much should go take a look. It was awesome, I absolutely loved it and loves him. His designs are really different because he is a costumier and oh, to the previous A07, he made costumes for the play Othello and I thought that it was excellent. Okay, shan't bombard you guys with all these things about fashion, less you people say that I'm acting all high and mighty now.

Gonna leave you guys with the video I was watching. I think that it's really cute and well made. You can love or hate it, it's your choice, but I loved it.

I know I know. I shouldn't be wasting my time blogging, but I really really have to say this. MY LECTURER WAS A DIOR HAUTE COUTURE DESIGNER, THAT AWESOME OR WHAT!

Omg, I really cannot imagine, he's just 33 and he has worked with John Galiano and Christian Lacroix. He's brain is filled with information and I just feel like buying him coffee and sitting down at the cafe to pick his brains. I CANNOT BELIEVE IT. This goes to show, being a social butterfly ain't a bad thing, see, you get to meet cool people like my lecturer. Although I do not credit it to being a social butterfly, it was just because he's my lecturer, but still, contacts are very important in my line.

Anyway, I have decided to pimp my facebook a lil and add more photos. Damn lazy lah, had facebook for like a year and more and today is my third time adding photos. Even my pet tofu has a foul mood already, but I really can't be bothered. Anyway, not exactly excited for tomorrow's lesson cause I have this really bad gut feeling that I'm getting the horrible lecturer. Oh well, my life goes on.

I'm so glad I went to church today. First of all, for once, S6+1 made it as the full clique. Second, I finally got to have a good long talk with Aik. Sometimes, I feel that Aik is like the mirror to my soul. I guess, I'm finally finding a little bit of joy in my life.

I don't know why, but I'm stuttering while writing this post. It's like, you want to say something, but you're holding back because you don't know how people are going to respond to it. Sometimes, I really want to say, " SCREW WHAT YOU THINK." But to be that perfect daughter, sister, friend and student, I hold back. I know, what's the big deal about that right, many other people do that too. I don't know, maybe I just feel tired to keep up that facade anymore.

I really don't deny what Aik said, but why am I trying to come up with excuses for myself. I want to accept, yet I can't open myself up to do so. What has become of me, I really want to know what happened. I know I cannot do this, but I blamed GOD. I want to ask for his forgiveness, but I can't even bring myself to do it now. I know what grace meant, how people are just self centered and this particular group of people are just like that. She has her problems, and I cannot bother her with my problems all the time. She's breaking away from Singapore and so will I. The grass is always greener on the other side, maybe in time to come, I'll say things like I miss Singapore and there's no place like it on Earth. But for now, I just want to leave this place for like a year or two and experience life on that greener grass patch.

I am a perfectionist and yes, I am a self-defeatist. The worst combination you can ever put together and the most depressing person you'll ever find. I just sugar coat my life flawlessly to be spotted.

Whatever Aik told me, really makes a person think. Why do people want to be famous? What so good about you that you have to be talked about all the time? You are just 1 in 6 billion people, what makes you so special that we have to lick the floor you strut on. And what's so good about putting people down if you're smart? If I take away all your academics, you have nothing left. I agree and I guess, I'm no longer that person who does that anymore. I cannot, it's horrible and I don't want to become such a person. I'm living a lie, a lie so deep that I can't even save myself out of it.

I have to grow up and grow out of it. I'm really sorry for slandering Brother Kim Tee, I really meant no harm. I was just so foolish. I am really thankful for all the church elders because they probably care more about us than most of our friends do. I'm a guarded person, but sooner or later, it has to be let go off. After everything in life I've experienced, I've grown, but just not enough. I'll grow up, in my thoughts and actions. I'm not young anymore, I'm turning 18 in just a lil more than 2 months. I have to put all my effort into studying now cause I'll be working once I graduate.

I should just remember the good and let go of the bad. I have to thank the Lord that I can wake up to a brand new morning, get up from a bed, be able to walk to my bathroom and be able to freshen up with clean water. I have to be thankful that I have a complete family and a great brother who, I must add, loves to bully me. I guess, it's loving in it's own way. It's time I look at the good and thank the Lord for making me stronger with the bad. Everything happens for a reason and I don't know what took me so long to accept that.

Life's a vicious cycle and it should just make you a stronger person than you were before.

Aiyah, stupid Step, talking about her Mr T all day long. I ALSO HAVE MR T OKAY! One who goes through thick and thin with me, looks all battered and dirty..... My Table (Mr T). XD. Anyway, I think I'm really dead, I can't finish my homework at all.

I think Step is right, I should stop bickering with Paul. In Step's theory, couples bicker when they start out and slowly, fall in love with each other. O.O... I must stop myself. Hahaha.

Have to go back and finish up my colour theory homework now. ):
Oh, and Step, I really regret not getting that MNG bag.

It's been kinda long, but I still think of him. It really drives me to the wall. My heart races when I talk about him, it makes me feel like a stupid school girl all over again. Step thinks it's an awesome feeling, I guess so? I grin like an idiot when I think about it. It's really retarded when I think back. Cheter keeps pushing me to talk to him, but Step thinks I should take it slow. I think I'd probably end up doing it my way - shut up and let it fade into oblivion. Awesome.



Anyway, if you guys are wondering, I got a B for my chinese. I really wanted an A and I did put in my best effort. Guess it's just never enough. Just like me, never good enough... Hahahahaha, stupid emo. Whatever.



Off from com and on to bed. Loves.

Everyone has been asking me what I have been busy with. Really, what have I been busy with. I've been busy with projects and school, I don't even have time for dance anymore. I decided to show you one of my projects, one that I spent a lot of effort on. I really miss the good old days. Those days that I had time to dance. Design school was not what I thought it to be, it's even tougher than JC. Doing projects till 5 in the morning.

I miss S6+1, even though we are the closest, I haven't seen them for like a month. I miss my dear, val, cheter, damn, I miss step and cheter's nonsense the most. See, tributes to you guys.

Whatever, damn tired now and I'm meeting my project group at 10am tomorrow. Kinda sucks.

It's been so long since my last update, have been really really busy, no kidd. And there I was thinking that private schools are a whole blob of glob that slacks. I've been rushing projects till 5am and waking up at 9am to either finish up or to go to school. It's like an ultimate mad rush.

I've pretty much lost track on the amount of projects I have already. Let's see..

Projects till date
1. Psychology of Colour (6 March)
2. Kazakhstan dolls (10 March)
3. Eco Friendly Products (Week 10)
4. Textile Major Project (25 March)
5. History Marjor Project (25 March)
6. Fashion Merchandising Major Project (26 March)
7. Psychology of Colour Major Project (27 March)

Okay, ultimately in really deep shit. I have to finish everything by next week so I'll have time to print and bind and beautify. So tired and so dead. ):