Behold, MY future..

Yes, it has been ages since I've blogged here.. for all you imaginary people who read my blog, I'm sorry. It's been chaotic. I tattoo'd a zillion kids yesterday and I hate kids even more.
I don't know why, but, unlike most females I was born minus the maternal instinct or whatever you call it, I am scared of kids! Deal with it!
We're having founders day at school, I'm in the Indian dance, which involves very painful positions and a lot of broken backs.. oh well.. *sigh*
The bestest part about Founder's day is, I get to design the clothes for the dance, and I am so excited. And all my dresses, for the Samba, Persian and Indian dance, were selected!
The tailor's came today and took the measurements! I am so excited. My designs are going to be worn by my classmates! This will look so awesome on my college application! =D
Bah, what sucks about this.. my dance instructor, asked me to draw a weird knee-length Saree thing for the Indian dance, which everyone including I, hate, and oh yes, the teachers love it.
EVERYone thinks that the stupid outfit was *my* idea, and they think I'm crazy.
Ironic, the dance I'm in. gets the worst clothes. Everyone loved the samba dress AND the Persian one ttooo, The Indian just HAD to suck. It did.
Yes, that is the story of my life.
oh, and I went to French Loaf with a few friends today, and I was walking back with a friend, who happened to be a guy, my friends from my old school, saw me..
They second I reached home, I got about five messages asking me if we were going out.
Can't a girl walk with a friend, who is a guy, without a zillion people thinking their together?
I mean, I love Tom, they know that, they STILL had to ask!
God, this world is such a freakish place, it's not funny.
Bah, I'm frustrated now.

With Love,
Your famous designer.. =P
Shrutilaya.