no sleep marathon
this has been the most STRESSFUL two weeks of my entire life. i started on the collection over a month ago so it annoys me how my parents keep on saying "i told you so"--that i should've started earlier. it's just that i've imposed house arrest on myself during the two weeks and i've done nothing except cut, work, sew all day, all night, 24/7. even when i try to sleep, i keep on worrying about how i'm going to make the patterns for this so-and-so design.
plus, i've been in a daze. seriously! i end up staring at nothing for minutes (kind of falling asleep with my eyes open) and people have to repeat what they say most of the time because it wouldn't register. even my replies are weird sometimes.
but this is the rush: hard manual labor and barely sleeping in 48 hours and counting till tuesday. i'm not complaining. i'm just letting off steam. i'm so exhausted but i kind of secretly love it. i'm masochistic that way. this is where all the adrenaline rushes in buckets and you think of nothing but work, work, work. i hate it, i love it, i just want to get it over and done with but i'm excited. i look so fugly--eyebags and giant pimples galore--, i've barely time to eat or take a loooong bath. right now, i don't care if my collection's blah. i just want to FINISH tonight. *scream*
and to think that all this hard hard work for just 5 minutes of exposure... yet the most fulfilling 5 minutes of an aspiring fashion designer's career.
ladies and gentlemen, this is fashion. *bow*
plus, i've been in a daze. seriously! i end up staring at nothing for minutes (kind of falling asleep with my eyes open) and people have to repeat what they say most of the time because it wouldn't register. even my replies are weird sometimes.
but this is the rush: hard manual labor and barely sleeping in 48 hours and counting till tuesday. i'm not complaining. i'm just letting off steam. i'm so exhausted but i kind of secretly love it. i'm masochistic that way. this is where all the adrenaline rushes in buckets and you think of nothing but work, work, work. i hate it, i love it, i just want to get it over and done with but i'm excited. i look so fugly--eyebags and giant pimples galore--, i've barely time to eat or take a loooong bath. right now, i don't care if my collection's blah. i just want to FINISH tonight. *scream*
and to think that all this hard hard work for just 5 minutes of exposure... yet the most fulfilling 5 minutes of an aspiring fashion designer's career.
ladies and gentlemen, this is fashion. *bow*
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