Monday, December 28, 2009

I don't know what hit me...

But I'm painting again. Since I don't have new canvases or anything like it, I recycled. Yes, I painted over old works I did when I was in middle school 'cause I hated them so now the hall will be filled with psychedelic stuff. Yeah I tend to use lots of color. I'll take a picture of the paintings I've done and liked. But for now, I'm gonna paint some more. The paint's a bit concentrated but I'll survive with H2O and some food.


This set of brushes are in Rusterberg Hall. Place I had my "favorite" class 2-D Design. The professor was a jerk at first but after mid-term, he turned out to be a nice guy. I just don't get why he hates cartoons when he looks like one. SERIOUSLY. If you'd seen him, you'd know.

Sunday, December 27, 2009

And Jack didn't bring Dinner

The sun rises like always in this side of the world
But no rooster wakes up because they've been shut down by the neighbor's dog
We live on an island and yet there are no tropical fruits
They've been processed and approved by the community
That's been blind ever since they could be in their mom's belly
Blind with advertisements about a better place

They might as well talk about a superior being
But we know that there is no such thing
We just hold hands and feel the power from the inside
While a crazy man dances to the next store
And grabs a stuffed animal

You just realized that the elevator is stuck
So you wind up having a conversation with the maid
Everything turns out to be nice until you reach your hotel room
Chaos strikes
And the wedding is off

Stuffed animals need to party too. But they do it when we human beings are not there. SERIOUSLY! Wait then how do I know...? O.O

This is something I wrote a while ago

Yeah I tend to write random things every once in a while. It's an improv, it doesn't have anything special. But I do miss writing like this.

The lamppost stopped working the minute I stood beside it
To see the love letter that arrived a few years ago
But I was afraid to open it
Maybe because I didn't want nostalgia to come by knocking the door
So I'll never know if regret stained my shirt or not

She's living a great life whilst I am standing in line
We both have to pay the price but at least we're still here
Just throwing our hearts out until the sax can't be heard no more

Strings are on my bed, ready to tangle me
I'm tired of this royal titles and the money talk
He's leaving to the train station
While her mother and sister are ready so say goodbye
And they both go towards a stranger's house

If only the chimney won't take most of tears
And warm my feet
Several meltdowns have happened
Between the squirrels and cats
Unless they scream when they're stuck in summer


The girl there is Pammy. I just can't stop thinking about her. She's my friend that's far far away and living a glamorous life while I live life like a fucking housewife.

So here I am...

It's been centuries since I've had a blog. I guess I had nothing interesting to write about. Now things are ok I guess. I'm still struggling into getting out and noticed by someone but oh well.

I just hope I can keep up with this. And I won't say what this is about. You can see it up there somewhere over the rainbow.

The photos you see from this apple were taken today. I was hungry, there was no internet and I was waiting for the movie Conversation(s) with other women to load. It was a good film. Random events happened but nevertheless, they connected the dots. And yes, they were edited with Photoscape. I have a crappy camera with no screen whatsoever. It's broken.

Actually I will upload pictures that I take any day from the ones that I took in high school. I'm sorta proud of some that I took a long time ago.