screw school, i know how to use a sewing machine... and design... how else am i supposed to make my own clothes? staples?

news just in for all you loyal KittyBoot (i.e. me) stalkers out there: i fucked up on the textiles coursework. big time. its my first ever piece and i didn't finish it so i'm gonna get me a big fat F for feckin' terrible. Bleurgh. AIN'T LIFE JUST ROSY? how typical.

I LIVE! what is the point of this? To write narcissistic love-letters to yourself? Oooh, GOOD. Exsqueeze me, going to play The Clash... Oh yeah, and do textiles c/w... meh...