Week 1 was no fun~

Today was the official third day of my first week back at uni.
Aka my "week" of classes are completed and now I am off on my own to work and do school homework.


I may have made a huge mistake this quarter with my workload.
But knowing others have done more work and not only more work but have had children, or multiple jobs, etc. while doing this.. I feel a weak coward with my queries and my complaints.

I am not sure what's going to happen next.
But I hope to complete all my work for next week.

Interview Friday.
Work every day but Friday, and only because I cancelled so I could redo my assignment... Not actually sure HOW I botched it. But that's the case and as Monday is a holiday there is not much else I can do.

I am so ashamed I called in to cancel Friday and I know they are peeved with me.


What am I going to do?

I must prioritize my university...but I need any thing that will get me money for my bills and so that I can help my mother...
We still have my brothers to put through uni after Alex and I.. and that's coming up shortly..

Hey, it's me... Remember?

If I had a movie...
It would be titled The Invisible Girl.

You come, you go, you breathe, you grasp.
Sometimes it takes so little, too little, too late.

All these words come and go like oxygen.
They're pariahs sometimes.
They're pariahs.

They crawl and they scream.
They shiver and bleed and make you eyes see.
These things you won't forget.
These words you will never hear again.

One last time one last time.
Just close your eyes and promise yourself.
One last time.
To try to survive.

Down, Down, Down we soared.

I wanted to blog today.
I had a lot of thoughts and inspiration.
I'm not sure where it went.
But I feel silly not posting something at least.

Especially when I had already titled it.

Vyou, Vme, Vfashion.

There's this new curious little site called Vyou.
It seems to be a convergence of youtube/formspring...and fun?
Either way, I have created one in the hopes of taking my fashion blog a step further.
I want to get things on track and truly start blogging about the world I am trying to become a part of. Nothing new, I am aware. But I hope you will be along for the ride.

http://vyou.com/karrokei

In a House Beneath the Sea~

We tell ourselves we are no better, no more, no less.
It's funny, you find someone to be your friend...until you actually propose doing something with them outside of your usual chats online, in class...well then that's just no good for them. Not even a no is deserved. Just a chortle and a log off.

I find myself struggling more and more.
The world is not a kind place, yet we're expected to deal with it.

I'm going to watch a Brittany Murphy movie, with a poor rating, and decide to love it. Regardless, if it lacks, or gains, or has many misplaced commas, and misplaced desires and dreams, any quality or substance.

I will do this while working on my sketch midterm.


Tilltheendtilltheendtilltheend.

I Guess I'm Dreaming Again~

It's an "I want to watch Ponyo and eat popcorn while curled up next to my family, and his dumbbutt" kinda night.

Left work early because the store died around 345.
Which sucks because we have a lot of things on sale,
which makes it hard to meet our quotas...
BUT IT'S SUCH CUTE STUFF I WISH I HAD THE MONEY TO BUY IT ALL FOR MYSELF.

Yes,
Even the menswear~

I am tired of the nightmares I have been having.
I guess when you dream about being eaten alive, or watching someone get eaten alive, you are upset about something you aren't dealing with.

What could I not be dealing with???

Sigh.
My brain.

Draping. Sketching. Sewing. Sleepy.

My first dress draped on the bias is due today.
Let me tell you, Oh the changes I would make.
Though, I will say I am glad that I finally feel that I understand the project.
I understand what we did.
How to get where we got.
All of it.
I just wish I had understood it...
Prior to last night~ ~_~

I am waiting for the sketch workshop,
since I couldn't find anyone to go Ihop with me.
Which let's be honest, coupon or no coupon I am spending more money than I posses.

I am also apartment hunting, and I swear it gets harder every time I search.
If anyone has any suggestions let me know.

I'm going to be updating my deviant art more frequently,
and hopefully documenting my growth as an artist and a designer.
I welcome any and all open critiques.
I'll link it in an upcoming post.

Anyway, I'm chilly and my deformed feet are sure feeling it.
I also have a rip in my jeans...granted I've owned them since I believe junior high, but I hope they don't die. ;_;

I feel that my blog...has never truly found its voice?
Sigh.