Tired as hell. This is Fucked UPdate.
I cannot see beyond the life within my college at the moment. Lantern Parade is on the 18th, please attend if you can. Now if you may excuse me…
PUTA HINDI PA TAPOS YUNG COSTUME KO PARA SA LANTERN PARADE GUSTO KO NA UMIYAK SHIT GAYASSFUCK WALA PANG PAINT WALA NA AKONG PERA PARA SA MATERIALS. SIR, YOU HAVE MISLED US INTO BELIEVING WE WERE SPECIAL AND AWESOME AND CAPABLE OF MAKING AWESOME FLOATS AND COSTUMES. “Draw anything ako bahala sa paraan ng pag-construct niyo.” WE ARE NOT AS AWESOME AS YOU. PEOPLE FROM INDUSTRIAL DESIGN (aka. Construction Ninjas) RAISE THEIR EYEBROWS AT OUR DESIGN THINKING “Ohfuck you guys are screwed.” WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY.
It is ridiculous how I even bother to use lotion every now and then when my hands have been dried up by Grecco 888 (Super glue for the cheap and badass). I can’t even feel the tips of some of my fingers anymore. While peeling off the glue is fun (In a strangely masochistic way) it really really sucks to be covered in glue all the time.
Also. I quote. “Muka kayong dalawang bata na nagkatampoan. Gusto niyong magusap pero nagkakailangan. Seryoso. Para kayong bata.
WHINE WHINE WHINE.
