May 30, 2005 00:45
lol im on my daddy's computer.. i just hate going downstairs.. i cant work there.. and im trying to work on the designs of my room for which i need my computer.. grawr..
my dad's space bar is extra loud.. gotdammit
on a lighter note.. i was asked to be a model for a fashion show.. gosh, its not the modeling (cause you all know i cant stay in a pair of heels longer than five minutes) but the fashion.. i love it.. everything.. i havent even tried my mom's sowing machine out and i still am in love with it..
i just cant figure out which one do i love more.. fashion or interior..
anywho.. action is on a nice level for now hah.. but i want some.. comfort.. for once.. the kind of comfor that comes with the fact that i dont have to worry..
worry about one friend forgetting me.. another ruining their life.. and yet another thinking of me as someone to act like.. i am the most flawed person in the world.. but it takes muscle for me to even admit it.. i am arrogant and very apt to detail.. if a detail goes wrong the i am just disspointed
flaws flaws flaws
goddammit, i love them