Guess what? Since saturday, I've been doing nothing else but make over everyday!
Monday and tuesday Py came over. She had to come over two days cause I couldn't get things going right. Aghh... This is bad. Its making me damn worried for my portfolio this friday! Gosh!!
Went to school just now and I just found out that what I did on monday was wrong! N*b*h
Finding out its wrong is ok. But after spending one day trying to guess the look and realise its wrong. Now that just sucks. Not only wasted my time, also wasted Py's time. Now I gotta see if she is free and willing to go through the ordeal again or not.
Tuesday was doing a creative look on Py again. Actually I don't know how come I would spend the whole day doing the whole look. Ohh... I think I remember. Its because of the stupid tiny rhinestones! They just kept slipping away and we had to find it. Then damn the stupid glue can? Of all times to get not sticky, they decided to fail to serve its purpose yesterday.
So just now I was back in school, I found out how to do an important look which my portfolio will be using. So yeaaa...
Jas will be coming to my house to stay overnight tomorrow cause she is my model for the portfolio. Then since she stays at the other end of the island, she suggested to come over my place so that we can go there together.
Quite thankful for her help. She's taking leave to help me. Saving me lots of money cause she will bring her own clothes. Knows some knowledge of make up so that can save me when I'm in anticipated high stress situations on friday.
I think my brain has been fried or maybe I've been standing like more than 7 hours straight each day since saturday and my legs are freaking aching like crazy! Very bad blood circulation mah...
So anyway, I'm supposed to go for mass cause its Ash Wednesday today. Mass times were either 6.30am, 6.30pm or 8pm. I still can tell other people the time. But by the time I reached back to the interchange, my brain got clogged up. I met up with bro at 7.30pm and I still insisted on having dinner before going for mass at 8.30pm. He said isn't it 8pm? I still argued that its 8.30pm. So I think he thought that maybe I should be more certain than him cause he was in camp all the while and let me win. I still had time to come home, put bag and went off thinking, "ehh... today we'll finally be early for mass."
CRAP!
Reached the main gate of church, "ehhhh... why so many people standing around already? Why is the car park area so packed?"
Then I just had to smack myself in the head cause I realised only then that the mass was actually 8pm and not what I thought.
My God... Smack me please...
Agghhh... More high stress situations coming up soon lah. Maybe because of my blurness, I'll have more blur and silly happenings just lurking in the corner, waiting to occur.
