Only for me it's really all work and no play as I'm cramming everything into my last few months so I have to finish all my assignments a month ahead of time. I really hope this is worth it, I'm quite terrified how much I'm laying on the line for this.
I keep thinking that I'm just setting myself up for a major disappointment. Let's just say you have NO IDEA how bad I take failure. I'm completely incapable of looking back at my achievements, all I can ever think about is the next step and if I even slow down for awhile I get very frustrated and upset. I have this need to feel that I'm constantly moving forward, improving myself, else I don't know what to do with myself.
If this falls through the roof, I might really die this time.
I'm sorry if I'm being too ambiguous, I don't like talking about the things I want, at least until I've gotten them, then it's safe. Oh lord, I work so hard, please let me have what I want.
More Keith Kee runway photos:
Because Andy takes the best runway photos... :)
For some reason there are hardly any photos of my second and finale dress...
Soo Wincci, who can REALLY sing. I had no idea how good until that day.
When we were sitting on the floor watching the show from the TV they had backstage.
Someone has to do a GOOD dubstep remix of this. I don't know why it hasn't happened yet.
"Sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I'm not living"
-Jonathan Safran Foer
PS: I have to get back to my books. Somewhere along the line I've developed a nasty short attention span and now I can't read books without finding them unbearably boring- unless they're the angsty, depressing, homicidal/suicidal kind.
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