It's about fucking time I updated my blog. Hmmm... where do I start?
Well, I'm ever so busy with school now, but my mind can't seem to grasp that fact. Instead of stressing over everything, I'm chill and very very lazy. Heck, I can do a week without work but I can't stand a day without visiting my Pupe.jp page. The thing about pupe is, you don't just post things and get comments as rewards, you get items for your avatar to prettify it. I swear, it's seriously addicting, even if it's in Japanese. If you're interested, don't sign up just yet! Give me your e-mail and I'll send you an invite, so we can automatically be friends and you get 30 ribbons (pupe currency)! Gaaah.
See what I mean? I should be working on a painting (to be submitted tomorrow) but instead I write down on my dusty blog. Oh shame.
My thesis is going slooow. The deadline for chapter 1 is on the 16th and I haven't done an effing thing. The moment I have my data, I'll start working on it like a madman. You know how hard it is to look for the Philippine's current fashion industry? They're usually just in blogs or in forums. Luckily, I already have a couple of interviews lined up for that very reason. I'm so giddy to announce that I'll be interviewing (even though it's only thru e-mail correspondence; she's ever so busy!) Miss Cecile Zamora van Straten the amazing stylist and designer. Egads! I'm such a fan *_* Next, I'll be interviewing our textile design teacher (haha) who also happens to be the owner of Pink and Blue Soda (say whut) awesome. More on this professor in a bit. I'm also trying ot get a hold of CSB's Dean of Fashion for an interview.
I already have my interview questions and the final draft for my survey questions, so hopefully by tomorrow I can start :)
So much to do. So little motivation~~
Our textile design teacher is new. She graduated with honors from UST (same course) and FIT in NYC. She's kinda has it going for her. The thing is, my class thinks her lectures are boring and unecessary (textile properties, prices and all that chorva) and at first I wanted to swat them but now she's just meh. If it wasn't for the fact that she likes me (let me borrow her 9heads book =0) I'd be "BKAHIUHGLKSGADBHSLKD!!" on her ass. Grawr.
She's cool though, always willing to help out the struggling fashion student. Bless her heart.
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I really sound like a bitch now, yes? Because I'm quite unhappy. Ate some bad food and I feel like throwing up after every nibble (bulemia? semi-yay?!). No more sisig for me! Also, MY ISSUES ARE COMING BACK PLZ. I'm hatin' on myself. Shit.
Muchos loves to one and all!
Creole
bitchin
Showing posts with label thesis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label thesis. Show all posts
1.8.07
4.7.07
Bebii returns
And so do I.
I got reacquainted with my fairly empty Starbucks planner, Bebii, after receiving our calendar of deadlines for thesis. Since I haven't updated for quite a while, let me fill you in.
I'm taking Fashion as my thesis with casual wear focusing on coats and jackets as my subject. Subject details and other such chorva to follow.
If only we had started sooner, the August 16 for the chapter 1 deadline wouldn't be such a B. A bother. Hahah
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I watch Transformers on the first day, last full show. In that scene where Optimus Prime rips off the roof of the Sector 7 car and Shia LeBouf (my crush) introduces them to the mcAwesome Prime, I had a "Oh gosh, it's my childhood dream!" To be able to have super awesome friends who have your back that instill fear and awe to the hearts of many. I'm pathetic, I know. hahah
I was always bullied as a child because I was 'too sensitive' to their taunts. I was a kid, of course I was sensitive. I'll cry and punch them with my puny white hands (and that's why I learned to punch hard). That's why I'm such a bitch, I'm just defensive. I get hurt easily.
Anyway, back to the Prime Minister of power and awesome, Optimus Prime. If I had a friend like that, made of power and awesome, I'd be untouchable. It would be awesome. Plus, I've always wanted to say that line. "Mr McMeany Pants, meet Mr. McAwesome Kick Ass." There is much victory and raised fists at that sentence.
Please, do not be alarmed. This is still Creole and not her imaginary little sister.
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I'm really fat now. Everyone noticed. This could be a problem. :/
I got reacquainted with my fairly empty Starbucks planner, Bebii, after receiving our calendar of deadlines for thesis. Since I haven't updated for quite a while, let me fill you in.
I'm taking Fashion as my thesis with casual wear focusing on coats and jackets as my subject. Subject details and other such chorva to follow.
If only we had started sooner, the August 16 for the chapter 1 deadline wouldn't be such a B. A bother. Hahah
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I watch Transformers on the first day, last full show. In that scene where Optimus Prime rips off the roof of the Sector 7 car and Shia LeBouf (my crush) introduces them to the mcAwesome Prime, I had a "Oh gosh, it's my childhood dream!" To be able to have super awesome friends who have your back that instill fear and awe to the hearts of many. I'm pathetic, I know. hahah
I was always bullied as a child because I was 'too sensitive' to their taunts. I was a kid, of course I was sensitive. I'll cry and punch them with my puny white hands (and that's why I learned to punch hard). That's why I'm such a bitch, I'm just defensive. I get hurt easily.
Anyway, back to the Prime Minister of power and awesome, Optimus Prime. If I had a friend like that, made of power and awesome, I'd be untouchable. It would be awesome. Plus, I've always wanted to say that line. "Mr McMeany Pants, meet Mr. McAwesome Kick Ass." There is much victory and raised fists at that sentence.
Please, do not be alarmed. This is still Creole and not her imaginary little sister.
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I'm really fat now. Everyone noticed. This could be a problem. :/
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