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my teachers used to read my journal entries in front of the class when i was in grade school and high school. they said i always had the most creative entries and they wanted to encourage the rest of the class to write as i do. i miss english class. i've known for a long time that english was my favorite and best subject. i miss reading and dissecting literature, writing, writing and just writing. i have not been doing any creative writing for a long, long time. i've been so caught up with the flow of the world. which is profoundly sad.

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steve jobs died today. i consider him one of the most creative minds of our time. and although i only own a piece of his creations, i have a lot to be thankful for. he recreated technology, communication, music and animation like nothing before. i believe that mankind has gone a long way because of his brilliance. too bad cancer had to take him away. all good things (and people) must come to an end after all.

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yesterday, at work, i suddenly came upon this heavy realization that i am not happy anymore. i looked around my workplace and i realize that sickness, death and grief are not things/feelings i want to associate for a long time. it pains me to realize this over and over again because i know this is not something i can choose to escape easily.

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we don't always have to take the short cuts in life. i'm on the longest road on the map and i'm taking my time.

delicious ambiguity.

give up the blackhole

"Our greatest weakness lies in giving up. The most certain way to succeed is always to try just one more time." -Thomas Edison

we're allowed to give up once in a while right? because right now, i think, that's the right thing to do. all this time, all these years, all you've ever done was drain me. you're this big blackhole in my life.

no more. call me weak, but my life can go on without you. i've had enough of being taken for granted.

delicious ambiguity.

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it's hell out here. the heavy rain won't stop, floodwater keeps building up and more and more people are being evacuated. it's scary. i've been praying since this morning. god help us.

but the rain can't stop me from being productive. so i read up on colored pencils tutorials this afternoon. i said i was going to try another colored drawing today. i practiced all the techniques and i think i got the basics. but i still ended up drawing another B&W. heh. i wanted to try out the techniques using graphite pencils since i never really read up on it before so here we go.

i decided to shade the whole face first. i decided i'd focus on the eyes later. i wanted to finish the left side of the drawing first in order to minimize the mess i'd make on the drawing.

i'm pretty happy with the result. i think i exerted more effort on this drawing compared to the previous ones. note the clean-cut borders. hahaha. hmm makes me think about extending my love affair with B&W.

delicious ambiguity.

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 thirty-fourth. i wanted to give blonde hair another go, so..

pretty happy with the result. although i know i could've done better. this was one of the toughest i had to do. cheers to better blonde days!

people could change for the better, if they wanted to.

delicious ambiguity.

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thirty-third. still a color-free drawing. seeing my colored pencils set makes me scared these days. i feel like i don't have the power to wield them.

 2 drawings in 2 days. i must be very, very sad. or stressed. or bored. or all of the above.

 right after i finished this drawing, i learned that i was working the morning shift tomorrow. jeezus, i should be sleeping. goodnight, world. see you tomorrow.

delicious ambiguity.

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thirty-second.

 recently discovered the gold mine that is harper's bazaar. sooo many good pictures. not to mention BIG.

 last time i drew was two months ago. i really can't trust myself to stick to something so faithfully.

pretty happy with the result, though i'm not quite satisfied with the hair.

but for now, excuse me, i need to dance to "moves like jagger".
delicious ambiguity.

bad day.

it's that feeling again.

the feeling that i don't belong in this particular corner of the world. a misfit. that's how it feels like. the feeling that tells you you ought to be somewhere else, doing something else. it's amazing how a bad day can run me down like this. i try so hard to do good here but i don't know, somehow i still manage to mess things up.

delicious ambiguity.