or so hours to create my oh so precious Darkie. okay, so i exaggerate a tad. 27 hours =) that's still more than a full day. and i am proud - oh so proud. so his head is a teeny bit smaller than what it's supposed to be. pft. i'll redo it when i have time. i wonder why all my time and energy goes into my art and i focus on nothing else. i wonder...
my next project will be harder though. stupid wooden box. i hope i can come up with something spectacular soon. this class is my high grade for this quarter. cố lên! cố lên!
project, paper, midterm, project, midterm, paper, midterm. work. my schedule for the next two weeks. but i don't really mind. i like the heavy workload. i can organize, focus, execute my tasks, much much better.
i'll make time, though, for snowboarding. what's my new goal? learn how to fucking turn right i don't know why i can't. it's okay, rimo, you will be well-loved. well, well-loved.
peanut butter to my celery the banana and soy sauce to my rice the pizza sauce to my banana the milk to my pizza the oyster sauce to my beef the butter to my ramen the thousand island of my life
only you would buy $200 sunglasses to take pictures with me and my goggles =)
bottles of beer on the wall, fifty-three bottles of beer. take one down pass it around fifty-two bottles of beer on the wall
life is changing before our eyes. document it as you will: take those pictures record those moments files those thoughts and those feelingsaway in the slots of your brain but know this- it won't stay the same. the feelings and thoughts attachedto that piece of memory will never be the same. and that is because we grow and changeas human beings. there are some of us, howeverthat are incapable of change believing themselves so right so fucking on top of the world that they will never change. remain immature remain ignorant remain in that shelled world of yours. stay with those around you those of your kind. you will never know painas I have known pain. you will never understand suffering fear doubt. you may think yourself lucky that you know none of those that you will never experience those. howeverI think of you as cursedas unenlightened as naive as primitive as unable to open your eyes to what matters to what is important in life. go on live your life as you always have thinking it is so difficult just because one morsel of food is not laid out for you. you will never knowto scrounge for it. go wallow and complainat the many hours you may work but then spend it all on frivolities because there are no bills to pay no rent to keep with no tuition fees to concern yourself with. think your classes are difficult that they take from your fun in life but then forget that there are some who are not even able to afford higher education and without their hours would have nothing to eat at home.
[47th & University Way] on my way back from buying art supplies i run into a homeless manasking passerbys for spare change. i haven't carried any cash with me since i stopped working in restaurants. i smile apologetically and say "i'm sorry. i don't have any." what i always say to those who ask me for change. i run into those kinds of people a lot. i assume things- that they will use it for alcohol cigarettes drugs. but he looks at me this old, old manand smiles. he says, "don't be sorry about it, pretty girl. if you don't have any, that's fine. you have a nice day now." it takes me by surprise sometimes how much i judge people how much i assume about them how much i think i know them when in reality i know nothing at all. i was no one to assume those things and yet i did. i try not to judge people not to set my initial impressions of them in concrete. but lately, i've been forgetting that.
it's a new year for everyone. i think it's time to tuck away that old drawing pad and pull out some fresh sheets to sketch my world on.