Iv been working so crazy hard lately. Its hard to find the time to keep up with things like my blog. But last minute today i decided to take a couple of days to myself to recouperate and come back home to little old darlington. Its so nice to be home with my parents sister and doggies. We took them for a lovely walk in the park. Its just nice not to have to think about buttons and threads and fabric and trims etc etc etc…
I walked into the fashion studio the other day to find that someone had pulled all the stitching out of my press piece dress
its sooo disheartening to see all your hard work ruined in a moment of (I hope) unintentional carelessness. I think to most people at our uni and most people in general, they see fashion as a little bit of a joke. However if they saw the blood, sweat and copious amounts of tears we put into our work they wouldnt be so quick to dismiss us as silly girls playing dress up! so yes its nice coming home for a break. I really need to get out more.
Me and sam went out last saturday and had a great night apart from the fact that i seemed to aquire a stalker! I hate how guys now wont take your word for it when they ask for your number (meaning I cant do my usual trick of giving them a wrong or 10 digit number and running away) but instead they proceed to drop call you to check. Maybe I shouldnt be so polite :/ . anyway this guy gets my number and so I go off have a good night and dance with other people. Since saturday he has called me 17 times and text me at least ten!!! Despite the fact that the first time a guy who was hanging out answered in a girls voice, then Sam answered at least 7 times speaking french, we then preceded just to ignore calls and then tell him im actually a lesbian. STILL won’t get the hint. Apparently we had “a connection”. brilliant. exactly what I dont need.
Are there any normal nice boys at all?! All I seem to attract is trouble lol.
Sleep time now blogettes
L xoxox