... well I still got a slight headache but I think I can manage. Yesterday was as awesome as a bag of chips
(well actually better than that) ...then again, its not the best day ever. CDP was the only one that was psychedelic
(trisha hates this word.)As I told you goons, we chose
Fashion Design. Yesterday's lesson was really fun and hands-on.
Firstly, we had to choose a model. They chose me at first but I gave them a
mean look and a
"No." and so we ended up choosing Farah. Who knew, she was delighted to be the model
(phew...)Secondly, the instructor was gonna assign us the theme we had to do.
We ended up with Gothic. Mehh... Farah was happy again. I wanted Retro or Ancient Rome but pleaaase, not Gothic! I'm not into dark colours and lonely, sadistic people.
Thirdly, get our materials and tools
(LOL), which was:
Trash bags, Newspaper, Scissors, Glue, Tape, Staplers, Balloons, glitter and coloured paper. After which, we planned our outfit and then started.
At first, we were clueless but then we got the hang of it so we started making a high-waist skirt using the trash bags, cutting the edges unevenly for so-called
"Raw Edge" in Gothic, the instructor said. We'd ask Farah if she could breathe...
(pfft!) then the cosette. The instructor helped us with the cosette a bit.
Then placed it on Farah. There was a lot of touching and whatnot. It was very uncomfortable for every single one of us
(especially Farah...), that's why I didn't want to be the model.
Next up, was the big collar, like Count Dracula, y'know? But we didn't know how to start so the instructor helped us and
VOILA! a
"Count Dracula(ish)" collar. I
luuuuurved it. So we started snipping, snapping, stapling, taping, touching
(woopsie) and then it was done but I wasn't satisfied. The cosette looked dull with the newspaper colour and bloody articles. Sooo... I ran and took a purple coloured paper and cut it into the shape of the cosette and pasted it over it making it look like a purple cosette. It was even
awesome-ER. Then stapled a trail
(the long piece behind a wedding dress) behind her skirt, wasn't long enough but who gives a hoot.
Fixed her hair to make it look kinda messy and
"evil".
The instructor gave us a tip, asking us to make a mask. Farah didn't want a mask, and we don't know why. We tried making a mask but it was an
epic failure so I just threw it on to the table. Then the funny part came, Farah wanted me to stuff balloons down her cosette to make her
nunga-nungas to look bigger.
H-I-L-A-R-I-O-U-S! But I did though, I stuffed balloons down her cosette
(not blown up, of course, that's just weird)Then we laughed out pants off.Put some finishing touches, made her an arm warmer, very nice then time was up! Cleaned up our tables and the models were called to go up to the stage. Gave Farah the thumbs up. Told us to call a representative to go up and talk about the outift we made. Did a vote and chose Prissy wissy to do it.
(phew...) we told her that her voice was louder and she kept saying,
"No! I DO NOT!"It was our group's turn to present. Prissy wissy didn't do that well but its alright. The instructor took a picture of Farah using his phone, wow, fans already!?

Then we saw the others, not bad, not bad at all. One of the group had the same thing with us. The Count Dracula collar, psh. Then after the presentation, Farah asked if she could take it off, we all said No, because we wanted
photoshoots! Took picture of Farah and then we helped her get off her newspaper dress. Released and then walked to the other bustop. We thanked Farah for being cooperative and stuff like that. She still had her arm warmers on, said she likes it. Then said Bye to Farah since she's meeting her
Luuurve God and Prissy wissy went home and I followed Trisha to
Mcdoodles to eat AND help her with her tuition homework. It was hard teaching her when she gets distracted easily.
...BUT I SURVIVED! HURRAH! She finished her homework in a few minutes because of my awesome teachings,
pfft!Then we went into Popular, read some books then I wanted to go home since I was having a
major headache yesterday. In the bus, listening to songs and headache still hurting....
Zzzzzzz