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Wednesday, November 10th, 2004
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12:51 am - God bless those pagans.
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I can't sleep. I can't stop doing homework. I told Dave I wanted to stay up and watch the news. I lied. I stayed up to do homework. Maybe I should enter a twelve step program; fashionistas anonymous or something. Ha. That would be amusing.
I want more live-journal friends.
I'm so nerdy right now I'm even thinking in a monotone-drone. I should put my glasses on. I never wear them because I have horrible emotional scars tied up in them. Lets go into that, shall we?
Ready for a shock? I was not always the blond bombshell I am now, in fact I was very unfortunate looking. Lets take a trip back. The year was 1992 . . . Kris-Kross was burning up the charts . . . Waynes World was teaching us to "party on" . . . and I was in the seventh grade rocking the neon spandex leggings with big Body-Glove tee-shirt combo. Not bad, you say? So was I, you think? Well did you have thick white rimmed glasses and a headset? Well DID YOU? Ah ha! I win this round. I was haaaaat.
Side note: I hate when couples have baby names for each other. A couple I know ALWAYS uses them and it drives me MAAAAAAAAAAD (you know it Kira J). Its all "baby" this and "sweetie" that. Barf. So I have a strictly enforced rule about no baby names, punishment: nose blows. Well, bring on the nose blows because Dave has a baby name: "Captain No-Pants".
I want to write a book chronicling his adventures fighting crime on the high-seas.
Oh well, must stop this lunacy and join Captain No-Pants in bed.
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| Sunday, November 7th, 2004
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12:03 pm - It takes two to lie. One to lie and one to listen.
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Wow, I don't know what's wrong with me, I can't stop sleeping. I have slept over 12 hours a night for the past four nights! I knew I had to catch up on sleep, but Jebus that's a lot of sleep.
Watched "Croupier" last night (finally) and I fully endorse Clive Owen as the next James Bond. There has been talk about maybe Colin Ferrell or Hugh Jackman (or as I like to call him Huge Axe-man), but those would be stupid choices. I like both those men, but as James Bond? No way. I still think its a shame he probably can't act, but Robbie Williams has the potential to do it up Sean Connery style. Ah, pressing issues in the life of me.
current mood:  groggy
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| Friday, November 5th, 2004
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7:01 pm
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11:36 am - Remember what Vince Lombardi said. If you lose, you're out of the family!
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I really appreciate having Thursday and Friday off from school so I can attack my homework. Did lots of textiles worksheets yesterday and made a start on my quarter scales. Sometime this weekend I will visit a fabric store and get my material for garment construction. Plus little bits of fashion elements here and there and I will be so ahead of the game! Yay.
Because I missed so much sleep over the last week the last two nights I have slept over twelve hours each and I feel so gooooood.
The meal last night worked out super well. Chicken with Prosciutto. Very rich, but very yum. I didn't ruin it either with the bad burning habit I have. Now we have some left over prosciutto in the fridge to have with melon for a euro-trashy style snack later. For now, I think I'm going to have some Silk Road tea, some veggies, an apple and get cracking on my work.
Hugs, Kisses, and bundles of love
current mood:  calm
current music: "Amie" Damien Rice
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| Thursday, November 4th, 2004
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1:01 pm - The lights, the noise, the letter X. It's all designed to inflame the senses. I'm overstimulated.
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Excuse me for a mo, I need to dance around my living room to some INXS (Elegantly Waisted).
I so felt like I needed a dance break and I think I'm going to make "Elegantly Waisted" my new theme song. But, now I'm back sipping tea and listening to a mix of Cat Power and INXS. Interesting combo. I don't understand why when I make tea away from The Chateau it always tastes funny. I'm in charge of the tea making (a HUGE job) for The Queen back at The Chateau, so its not like I'm doing anything different. Strange.
Jesus H. Christ I have so much to talk about. Where to start? Friday? OK Friday.
Highlights were: and I getting in touch with our inner Courtney Loves . . . Watching make an odd harness-type-thingy out of tulle . . . seeing the lovely people that are joined together by La Casa Niagra and the pretty people within . . . dancing, dancing, dancing . . . wings, wings, wings . . .thinking I was hallucinating seeing an old friend from Highschool at Hush, dressed in our school uniform! . . . dancing like proper fairies on the street with and then ruining some chap's speaker's corner rant . . . having multiple orgasms on the floor . . . going back to Jason/Ian house (don't know which) and waiting outside for Dave to show . . . Being so happy to see Dave . . . holding a huge snake and letting it wrap its tail around my arm . . .
Saturday was suppost to be spent doing homework, but really that day was a total write off (should have known). Went out again that night dressed as Miss Universe. I'll try to change my user pic to me in my blond wig, I felt my IQ dissipate! Hit a couple of parties with a stoned Dave (Chris' Dad took him into the garage), who was dressed in a bathrobe holding medicine in one hand and a bike tire in the other. Can't guess what he was? Sick and tired! Ha ha. I think Dave and my Dad are the only ones who really truely appreciate that costume. My dad almost peed himself laughing when he heard it. Back to the story. So I felt obligated to drive Dave and whoever else around since Dave woke up at 3 am the day before to meet me at Jason/Ian's house. Good boy isn't he?
Sunday? Can't remember. Not too memorable. Oh yes, started to really stress out about all the work I had to do for the week. But, now I'm here and I have survived. I fell off the wagon spectacularly yesterday and half a pack later I had my fill of ciggies. But, the project was completed. The exam was written. The presentation made.
I was having a little talk with some of the girls in the class (we've bonded quite a bit in the last few days, I even had an invite to go watch "America's Next Top Model" at Marcy's house last night) and it sucks because I feel like all I do is school, yet I don't seem to have enough time for even that. I know I just went on and on about how I wasn't doing school. But I took the weekend off. Maybe not good timing, I admit, but I work so hard all the time and I don't seem to be getting anywhere.
And earlier I was having a talk with Dave about why I think that is. I've become this raving perfectionist with my school stuff. I spend hours getting something just right and then when I get 95% on it I'm disappointed. What the hell? I beat myself up now for getting 97% on an exam because Marcy beside me got 98%? 97 is 97. I think a lot of it has to do with the fact that all through UVic I wasn't trying at all (not even going) and getting As and now I'm trying so hard and getting the same results. Dude, I was up till four tinkering around on a project I could have glued down and finished hours before. I'm also fucking crazy and have to curb this insanity before I make myself sick.
Enough. The end. Congrats on making it this far. Kisses.
current mood:  cheerful
current music: "Metal Heart" Cat Power/ "Not Enough Time" INXS
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| Wednesday, November 3rd, 2004
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4:48 am
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Finally, the hell project is complete. I could have finished a good couple of hours ago, but I'm an annoying perfectionist. Why I had to write out my bibliography four times is beyond even me.
Ok, now its time to crack the books. Study time! In twelve hours it will all be but a dream.
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12:38 am
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I had a nervous breakdown earlier, thank god Dave was there to save me! I was sitting on the futon, having just got back from the Vancouver Public Library, looking at all the work I had to do and all I could do was cry. So I did. I have a project due tomorrow worth 20% of my grade. At that time I wasn't even near done. I also have a final exam in the same class (fashion history) worth 20%. 40% of my grade is resting on what I can accomplish tonight.
The project is to find one modern image and one painting from six different historical periods and discuss them. Not as easy as it sounds. I got home and realized that I had photocopied some of the wrong images whilst at the library. Dave saved me by calming me down, and typing up my point-form notes. Now its all about putting it together. Not too bad. I have coffee.
But after that comes STUDYING FOR THE FUCKING EXAM! I am kicking myself for never paying attention to this part of history for the last eight or nine years. Baroque, Rococo, not so cool. Plus there is so much to know and I really honestly know none of it. Worse. If you fail this exam you fail the class. No matter how you do in everything else. Fail a class, no diploma. Bloody hell.
Bloody, bloody hell.
I have the election coverage on and it looks like Dan Rather will be up with me all night.
I can do it. Who needs sleep anyway??
Me.
I'm too old for this.
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| Wednesday, October 27th, 2004
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11:10 pm
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Just got off the ferry and arrived back at the chateau just a few fleeting moments ago. Said hello to The Queen and now I must go to Evy for some old school 80s night debauchery.
Today was a long day of stupid people, lots of homework, and a wee smattering of stress.
current mood:  drained
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| Tuesday, October 26th, 2004
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6:25 pm - Please, do not be alarmed, our chefs are just saying Hello.
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Wow, I can actually see a pretty sunset! Its all pink cotton candy clouds and gently dusking sky. Prits.
Yay! I'm going to be a space fairy with ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) geniuswaitress's gang of nair-do-wellers to celebrate her birthday with drug induced debachery. Yay! I am tres excited!
Now I am going to work on my quarter scale bodice manipulations after I finish my beer with the boys. Chris is over to squire Dave to the concert/birthday prezzie tonight. I am also going to eat sausages. No, get your mind out of the gutter! Sausages from Granville Island market.
current mood:  enthralled
current music: "Calculation Theme" Metric
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| Sunday, October 24th, 2004
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1:20 pm - I recognize all three of those words but that statement doesn't make any sense.
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I am enjoying dicking around on the computer as Dave the houseboy cleans around the flat. He made me breakfast and lunch too. Ahhh, this is the life. Really I don't have much to write. Had a lazy weekend so far. Caught "Shark Tale" on Friday night (I had been pleading with Dave to go see it with me for weeks). It was ok, no "Finding Nemo". Had its moments. I was having problems seeing Will Smith's face put on a fish body.
Saturday was spent in search of an acceptable pair of sneakers for me, but no such luck. I hate shopping. There I finally admitted it. I hate shopping. I can never find anything that I like. I'm very finicky. Extremely finicky. I have an idea in my head of what I want and of course its never out there. After that failed mission Dave and I did what we do every weekend we are in Vancouver; go to MEC. A fantastic time was had by all.
Now I think we are going to wander around Granville Island and suck in the glorious sunshine.
current mood:  flirty
current music: "Elegantly Waisted" INXS
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| Friday, October 22nd, 2004
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1:00 pm - But Aquaman, you cannot marry a women without gills. You're from two different worlds
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It was like Christmas this morning back at the ol' flat. I woke up to HOT WATER!! Yay! I took a luxurious shower, cleaned dishes, turned on the tap and watched it flow. Its magic really, if you think about it.
Whats on for me today? Hmmmm . . . yup homework! But first, an important question: what should I have for brunch? Dave and I grabbed some food last night at the store and now I have a bevy of choices. We even have waffles, which if you're a frequent reader you'll know, I have an addiction to. The Queen had to stop buying them back at the Chateaux. I would get all pissy if anyone dared to eat one of the communal waffles. But Dave has not learnt. We also have crumpets (YUM!), salad with bok choy (DOUBLE YUM!), and hot dogs to finish. But all I can think about it eggs on toast. I am having serious cravings all the time for eggs on nice seedy bread. Eggs it is!
Wow, that was a needless entry! Ha ha. Got to get to work!
current mood:  hungry
current music: "Kicked it in The Sun" Built to Spill
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| Thursday, October 21st, 2004
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11:27 am
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So Dave's birthday dinner was one of the highlights of my life. I lived the life of the affluent and I LOVED it. I can't wait till I'm uber-rich and treat classy joints like Le Crocodile as if they were McDonalds. I promise, I'll take you all. Boy that would be fun. Anyhoo, I will start at the beginning and describe in nauseating detail the events of Tuesday evening.
The two of us arrived on time at eight looking mahvelous. Dave was dapper in a dress shirt, trousers, and black soft-as-a-baby jacket. I was (hopefully) classy in espadrilles, black flamenco skirt, and black cross over top. This place was so nice to look at; orangey walls, deep cherry wood, rich yellow curtains, all very sumptuous. We were seated at a little table in the middle of the room (I was hoping for a wall because then I wouldn't be so afraid of everyone looking at me screw up eating something!), and people were making a fuss over us. First we were to order cocktails. I went of a Kir Imperial (Kir raspberry liquor and champagne) and Dave had a Red Lotus (lychee liquor, vodka, and magic). Both were incredible. Champagne!! Our waiter then introduced himself. He had this amazing thick French accent that I thought he was joking, thank god I didn't laugh! He brought us out little frois-grois tarts (or as the waiter called them tart-ES) sent special from the chef. They were incredible.
Next was our starters. Dave had delectable crab-cakes and I had a lobster and scallop moosey thing. Man o'day I tell you. A girl could get used to this life. Dave ordered us wine, a glass of red each. They had bottles of wine on the menu priced at $1200! Shots of liquor for $110! We were happy with the third least expensive and it was delectable. I'm not a huge red wine fan, but this changed my mind.
Then out came our main courses. Dave had veal in this amazing mushroom sauce that just made you melt. I had a rack of lamb in this liquor and tarragon sauce that is, by far, the best thing I have ever eaten. I almost orgasmed right in the middle of the restaurant! Now that would have been embarressing!
After dinner it was dessert, always the hardest choice to make. Despite the creme brule that was begging me to eat it I chose the Grande Marnier souffle. It sounded great, looked great, and would take fifteen minutes to make and I wanted to prolong the night any way I could. It was the right choice too, it was soo amazing. I can't even discibe. Dave had a selection of five gelatos, and they were the best gelatos I've ever tried. Passion fruit, coconut, cranberry, peach, and mixed berry. Plus Dave and I were having these great conversations about everythig while we ate. Five year plans, the past year, etc. Truly special.
Next was coffee and Dave had coffee for the first time in his life! They brought out little tiny delectable chocolate crocodiles to nibble on as we tried to make the night last forever. Then out came two glasses of champagne from Michel! More champagne! How lucky can a girl get? Our stay at the restaurant wrapped up with a visit from Michel who invited us to come back on a weekend night to sit in the kitchen and watch the evening unfold from behind the scenes. We promised him we would, thanked him profusely and we were on our way. All in all, we were at the restaurant four hours. I have never spent that long on a meal before. Just incredible.
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| Friday, October 15th, 2004
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12:48 pm - What is your fascination with my forbidden closet of mysteries?
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I just put on some Le Tigre and mopped the apartment! Yay for me! But now I must get to work. Lots of fashion history terms to know and all I really can remember is "Balzo" and "Codpiece".
Oh! I don't think I've mentioned how stupid the people in my class are. There is this one girl (who will remain nameless), lets call her "the amazon" (she's a billion feet tall) who is a fucking moron. Dumb as a plank. Actually dumber. Much, much dumber. Here are my favourite questions she has asked, all of which are in fashion history class:
One learning about the feudal system in the 1400s: "What do you mean women couldn't vote back then?"
We are studying Medieval costume, and the layers one would put on and take off when cold: "Did they have summer back then?"
And my favourite; last class when studying Tudor and Elizabethan costume: "So Queen Elizabethan wore . . ."
I keep snorting in failed attempts to cover up a fit of giggles. Now she doesn't like me and won't invite me out with her for beers after class. Boo hoo. She's trying desperately to make a "cool" crowd and return to high school. Yeah, I'm not having any of that bull-shit. I didn't subscribe to that crap seven years ago, let alone now.
Ps. Hi Chesty!
current mood:  energetic
current music: "Lets Run" le tigre
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10:28 am - You tried your best and you failed miserably. The lesson is 'never try'.
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"The Seven Myths About Your Vagina You Always Thought Were True". That's coming up on The View. Yup, its homework day! Hooray! Liv is off visiting her Grandmother and I am going to be a homebody today. We will reconvene here at five so we can get to the seven ferry.
Holy stress! My parents flew out from Vancouver yesterday and then all I hear is "plane crash this, plane crash that". Not nice. They should be in England now, picking up the rental car in Baldock or Hitchin and then driving over to Wales tomorrow. It is such a good thing my Dad was able to get over there with my Mum. There is so much to arrange.
So this week has been a bit of a whirlwind. I think it actually has been very good for Liv and I. We've been having a hell of a time while she's been here, laughing it up, boozing it up, and chatting it up. Its a release we both need with such heavy stuff weighing us both down. Plus we're a lot closer than ever! Yay Liv. She's one cool, cool lady.
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| Sunday, October 10th, 2004
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11:10 am - " Mach schnell vit de art theengs, I have to get back to DanceCentrum in Stutgart to see Kraftwerk"
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I think I live with a bunch of lazies. Seriously, I'm the first one up! The rest are sleeping off last night's hang-overs in preparation for tonight's main event*. I hart turkey!! Happy Thanksgiving one and all!
*Just a side note: My family are not alcoholics, we spent our formative years in a bar.
Oh shit, my Mum had a call from Wales early this morning (you dread the three am phone calls). My Dadgee has broken his collarbone and is refusing any medical attention. They're giving him hours.
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| Saturday, October 9th, 2004
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7:58 pm - In This House, We Obey the Laws of Thermodynamics!
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Why can I not stop listening to Britney Spears "My Perogative"? Its really driving me mad.
Ok, status report: done four textiles worksheets, and three out of nine quarter scale skirt patterns (a-line, flared a-line, and asymetrical flared for those keeping track at home). Its silly, it should not be taking me this long since I've already done all the work for them. However, I'm a bit of a perfectionist and keep re-drawing them. Silly me, half-assed is always best!
Back to work! Haven't spent a Saturday evening curled up with homework in quite a while. But I want to go shopping tomorrow (didn't go today, was feeling a little agoraphobic today), and have to have this all done if I am to do that.
On the other hand, Chesty McBum is back at the house of pussy and is luring me over with promises of wine and bra-less garden parties. I really want to see Duke Magic Egor Fantastacat Esquire too.
However, the Queen keeps coming into the study to top up my wine glass. So I could continue to booze it up here.
What shall I do? What shall I do? Stop listening to effin Britney for a start.
current mood: listless
current music: "My Perogative" Britney Spears-Federline
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12:27 pm - No One in History Has Ever Done Anything This Clever!
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So I am back at the chateau, and it is lovely. Other people are cooking my meals, other people are doing my dishes, and it is quiet at night. Sigh.
LaurenO came over for a movie last night ("Love Actually") and we caught up. One of the kids in her class (LaurenO is almost an elementary school teacher now!) is a flight-risk and keeps taking off! Funny, but deadly serious. Well, not really. But yeah. We curled up in front of the roaring fire to watch our film and eat fine cheese. Its always a good time when you get more than one Lauren in a room.
Ooooo, pretty! There is a robin splashing away in our bird bath and a hummingbird guzzling liquid sugar from our feeder. Nature, isn't it grand?
Today i have big plans. BIG. Homework, shopping (I "accidentally" left all my shoes in Van- I'm so sly) for green converse sneeks, pick up some Silk Road tea, and then . . . I don't know. Maybe catch up with the fare Din-Din, or the vivacious Court-Star. Who knows? Maybe just settle down with a bottle of wine and my parents (and other rowdy folks inhabiting the grounds right now, we have a full house) for a game of canasta. As the Queen said earlier this week: "Dahhhhling, anyone whose anyone is playing Canasta." I only think she wants me to play because I don't know how to and she can screw me out of my fortune.
Its nice to be back. It was getting all to normal in Vancouver.
current mood:  amused
current music: The Queen Vaccuming Underfoot
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| Thursday, September 30th, 2004
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10:30 am - with $10,000, we'd be millionaires! We could buy all kinds of useful things like...love!
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I like nonsensical titles, and thats what I've been in the mood for lately. Fun fun. Changed the user pic to my rock star picture taken by famed photographer Chesty McBum of Ttitshire. The change is a result of complaints I received from certain people (livmealone perhaps), who believed the old picture was slightly creepy and I was staring into her soul. Which I was, you dirty bitch.
It is Thursday morning and I am sipping my coffee and eating my crumpet. I know I should stereotypically be drinking tea, but I need something a wee bit stronger than Tetley's in the early morn. I am appreciating the going to school for only Mon-Wed, however it makes those three days tres, tres busy. But now I have the next two days to do my heaps of homework. Seriously people HEAPS! My homework from the first three days:
- halfscale pattern blocks on manilla
- quarterscale pattern blocks on manilla
- cut out sample pieces of fabric for term (about seventy pieces to be lined up, pinned, and cut)
- de-pin, label, and organize samples
- put the definitions from elements class on flashcards and memorize
- find three magazine examples of each of the twelve different silhouettes
- read chapters 1-3 of textiles textbook
- fibre classification worksheet
- fibre properties worksheet
- ID, label, and tag all 101 swatches of fabric
- study for textile quiz on Tuesday
- make vocab cards for medieval costume parts for fashion history
- start looking for modern designs influenced from the medieval period
The thing is though, most of the list will be fun to accomplish. So its not really that bad, just time consuming. Except the cutting out etc. of the sample pieces. That can die. Its very tedious with a large margin of error, so I can't really do it while watching my recorded episode of "America's Next Top Model". Shame.
So school is great, fucking excellent, I love it. My actual schedual is:
Monday: 9:30-1 Patternmaking 1:30-5 Garment Construction
Tuesday: 9:30-1 Fashion Elements 1:30-4:30 Textiles
Wednesday: 10-1 Sewing Lab 1:30-5:30 Fashion History
Patternmaking is very inspiring. We're (obviously) learning how to make patterns. But its all in the manipulation of four key pieces so that you can make ANYTHING! Just by altering the pattern. I'm very excited about this class, but not the math that somes with it.
Garment Construction is just learning how to do everything sewing wise. Darts, pockets, seams, flys, corners etc.
Fshion Elements is the language of fashion. Learning the proper names for all the sleeves, necklines, sillouettes, skirts etc. I'm loving this course because we look at clothes and see that its a sum of its parts. The major project for this class is a doozy. We have to find three examples, each, of around 200 fashion elements. Hence the reason I have a closet full of magazines.
Textiles is like my science class. We look at fabric and classify it (natural, man-made, etc), learn how its made, from what, its pros and cons, when to use it and where. This class makes me nervous because its totally something I know very little about. But its a challenge!
Sewing Lab is just three hours to catch up on any homework that you need help with or need to do.
Fashion History is amazing. I love it. And guess what . . . I'm acting as a TA in the class! It was our first class yesterday (this is the class I was most excited for) and she did little interviews with us to know what we were doing there and what we hope to get out of the class. I was telling her how I love history, art history, and fashion. That I've got my degree in History, but I spent the first two and a half years doing art history (UVic is very annoying, History and Art History are two of the only subjects you can't double major, or major and minor in). She asked me what I specialized in. History: 20th century European, Art History: Medieval, African, and 20th century. Then she asked me to help her teach the class! Isn't that cool?
Plus I basically fainted with joy in that class. I couldn't help it. Its always been hard, especially in art history, to not pay attention to the clothing. But now I have to examine them. Its like heaven. In school. How odd. :)
I also want to say a huge thank you to everyone who has taken an interest in what I am doing right now. I really appreciate everyone being so encouraging and interested. I am very lucky to have you all about, and thank you for reading!
Wow, enough from me for now! That was a long one. On to homework and getting my student loan processed (hooray).
current mood: thankful
current music: "Deceptacon" le tigre
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| Sunday, September 26th, 2004
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1:53 pm - Dave is Turning Into A Girl
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Dave is pretending to be Avril Levigne and growling around the house doing pelvic thrusts at my face. Now he is playing with my hair. Now he is tryint to cut it!!! Fucker. I have to take him on a walk now. Pets . . . jesUS!
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| Thursday, September 23rd, 2004
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1:45 pm - But of Course They Are!
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