FIFTY-NINE

pounds ago...



what a catch i have <3

Mama (He Treats Your Daughter Mean) - Ruth Brown

FIFTY-EIGHT

[ONE]

seriously? time flies when you're having fun.

let's rock this year, love.

i wonder what kind of luck we'll have~


[you look scared and i'm demonic]
[i love us]


i've gonna get rusty.
time for a run on Ai.
what should i make?

SUGGESTIONS

FIFTY-SEVEN

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.

FIFTY-SIX

and three thousand lifetimes later~

you are the...

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 =)


you complete me <3

Love Today - Mika

FIFTY-FIVE

years of waiting has ended.



i finally got it going.

you rock, my love.

but now, you'll have be there everyday

=)