project runway this is not

And you thought Project Runway was exciting?

I kid you.

Here comes Project Baba x Baba.

He wants a pair of unique mat slip-ons. But he has no money. Haha. So what's the plan? Design a pair! UNFORTUNATELY, his lovely sister is stuck with the job of painting it. And talking him out of weird designs. Thank God he doesn't want weird things like roses and skulls and what not. Praise the Lord. And thankeveryone because I know someone like Mr Imran D. Bustamam who will (most probably not be doing anything because my brother is indecisive like a girl) design the wtf damned pair of shoes. So HELLO? Need a good design-person? Go to Mr I. D. B. Haahaha. Sounds like some development board. But trust me, he's very very good at what he does. (Which is drumming and designing and they both start with D!)

Project BabaxBaba will also sadly be a one-week project (if it ever materializes) because wtf, he needs the shoe by 2nd January for his awards night. D:

Tsk. Young kids.

EDIT: And its done, all I have to do now is paint the shoe.

Thanks man, thanks.

EDIT:
and i should have known what i was in for
i should have hit the ground running
but i never saw it coming
you always acted like you've never been through this before
how would i have figured out?

EDIT @ 25 Dec:
Now I'm painting three shoes. Two for my brother and one pair for me. Why suddenly one pair for myself? It's an experiment of sorts. After listening to the above song I just thought "I want to have a pair of shoes with all my favourite lyrics and lines on them." And so it shall be done.

autumn monologue

And sometimes, if not all the time, I get too carried away with being the metaphorical 'big man'.

And sometimes, if not all the time, I forget that not everyone thinks the same way as I do, or finds the same things funny as me.

And sometimes, if not all the time, I don't pay attention to the things the people the matters that evidently are more important, and throw them aside for cheap thrills.

And sometimes, if not all the time, I don't realise that not everyone is seemingly indestructible, inscrutable like others.

And sometimes, if not all the time, I forget what a MCP I am. Worse still, I am a FCP.

And sometimes, if not all the time, I take people for granted.

And All the Time, I disregard people. I dismiss them. I have the ego of a superman and yet close a blind eye to others because of my 'inferiority'.

I guess, no I know, that this is an apology to all my friends who I've hurt and annoyed and basically berate with my callous comments and snide snickers. I've been utter horrible and honest to God, thoughtless.

Nothing I say or do know will erase the fact that I've done so much wrong and simply estranged myself from so many people from the past and present. I was and am not smart, or funny, or clever to say any of those things. Instead, I was being pig-headed, pompous, pretentious and everything I was trying not to be. A Prick. Ironic.

I always try to pretend that I know the answer to everything, the comeback to every remark. But even now, I'm left somewhat speechless. I'm at a loss for words, the same old cliches now come to my rescue. Strange how my mouth once filled with pseudo witticisms are now devoid of anything to say, constructive or not.

Sticks and stones may break my bones and words may never hurt me. Is a downright lie. Whoever made that up was just... well, wrong. No wonder he's dead.

... I can't go back to being what I was trying to be. But I can't be some prissy-assed demure girl who's just really a charlatan in disguise. I'm not changing who I am, in that sense, but I'm... I don't know how to say it. How is changing the same as not changing? How is not changing the same as changing? I am vindictive, I am snide, I am incorrigible. I preach things I don't practice. I'm a liar. I once said that I treat all my friends extremely well. ... Do I? Did I? Then what made me go careening off the track?

Then in contrast, some (very surprisingly!) people say that I'm none of those. Yet I know that they're wrong and this rant is totally skewing away from what I wanted to talk about. The truth is, that I'm really a shallow person and that you all are better off without me. I am not worthy, I am weaksauce. Period. Finito.

I need my map and my compass.

Mr Belgian Man, this is not your place to say anything kthx very much.

big brother is watching!

I've decided to learn Nadsat and Newspeak. :D

<3 I love my new Fossil watch. For some reason, it has given me new motivation to study. Strange how videogames do that to you. <3<3<3

Rarr Tan Jek Suan is our new VP? That's so... That's so... OMGWTFBBQ is the best thing to describe it. So what, his wife is now the Empress Dowager?

alcoholism in the veins

EEEEEEEEEH EHHHHH! RED ALERT.

ZOMG!

So anyway, friendslocking everything from now on. If you want to continue reading (gasp?!) email/im/contact me on the means to do so. YARR SO CONTACT ME LIKE NOW? TSK.

Pee and Em alert!

Much thanks. Of course people who already on my LJ friendslist needn't worry nimwits <3 .