fitrifarina.
I procrastinate. I take photographs. I draw. I dream big.

Save the Cheerleader, save the world.

Honestly, i hate that time of the day (see picture above). It makes me feel sad. I hate sunsets. I hate it when the sky gets so blue. No matter how pretty that time of the day is, it never failed to make me feel as if im gonna regret something later part of the night. Somehow, a photograph could not capture what my eyes sees. Funnily, i love midnight. Especially taking a bath or just sketching in my room. Ironically, iam at most creative at that time of the night. I am rarely doing something with my hands during the day. With the help of my messed up biological clock, i tend to finish stuff before dawn breaks.

Okay... im getting all poetic and emotional here.

Anyways, i finished sewing a belt with the leathery material. The stitching is flawless if i say so myself. Sue me for not having a sewing machine. With machines, i could take an hour to finish that thing but i took a night to finish sewing that damned thing by hand. My old white shirt is now black! YAY!!! I dyed it overnight. My dad said i put too much water hence my black is not so black.

Last week i bought stripe capris and a hoodie-ish thing from Marks&Spencers. From what i heard from my mom's blasting, my dad's credit card bills is beyond repair with my dad's and my own purchases.


I want a credit card.

I'm through with doubt10:52 AM