Momentis Vitae Meae

After a tedious week of projects, I have an urge to play games and so happen to be the hidden object games. browsing through the internet and came across a game called Dying For Daylight. tried the trial version and it got me hooked. buts its trial so i only can play 1 hr!!!!

Sometimes i just feel that I'm talking to a person who is a really thick wall made out of hard bricks that can never be heard unless u beat the crap out of it ( i know violence isn't going to solve anything but hey it works sometimes and what i just said just now doesn't make sense... XD) even though i shouted out they would be just too busy in their own world. so its annoying that people don't pay attention sometimes. but sometimes its fun to make use of this opportunity by simply saying crap stuff till they heard u like I just broke your expensive vase in the house, i had a tattoo on my ass with Johnny Depp Face !!!! I put alcohol in your food everyday to see you get wasted!! I spit at the food and i put it back in the fridge for you too eat it!!! ( non of these actually happen, they are just crappy examples) but yea, if u have anyone trying to speak up or something, give em a chance and listen. who knows it could be something important but you were too ignorant to listen. SO OPEN UR EYES AND EARS!! LEND THEM YOUR EARS!! ( I don't mean literally by taking out your ears and throw it to them...)

I better just write this down before the feelings gone. I have my doubts in my artwork when it was submitted along with Jon's and Jeannie's handcrafts to the Pipit. I wasn't that confident and I try to stay positive and believe its ok. however, Jon and Jeannie pointed out my mistakes. and my sister also gave me some critique on my artwork that was submitted ( i rarely ask her abt this cause i want to learn on my own and try not to rely on her too much otherwise i wouldn't learn at all) . You could say it did bring my spirits down. no, i wasn't mad at them. but just like...whoah... where did my motivation go?? I thought abt it the whole day. and i told myself it was rather silly to keep thinking and feeling like S.H.I.T. in fact, im glad that they actually say something cause otherwise i wouldn't learn a bloody thing. i would probably stick to being bad at it! of course, its best not to take it to heart but reconsider their critique.

Had an all girl outing and a great time with Jeannie, Jean and Angela.

Going all giddy watching horror stuff. searching for more. apparently, its also cause im running low on horror juice all of a sudden. can't think normal ( well, i was never thinking normal at the first place) basically, looking around for inspiration. kind of facing an artist block. not a writer's block cause im not really much of a writer. i do write stories but according to some friends of mine, its more funny than scary. more like NOT SCARY AT ALL!! i really love reading horror books, tragic mythology and gore movies ( well, not much gore cause its just ruins the whole mood later) ok, back to the topic. i can't seem to draw what i wanted to draw. my hand does not want to move its like in deep sleep.. or my hands dead... didn't like that feeling cause i love to draw. hmm.. i think i shall distress myself by killing stickman... they are fun to kill :D