Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Of Bullshit and Pixies

Me? Sad? Kinda. I’m just tired of the bull this day gave me. I mean, it was alright but I was expecting a smooth flow of events until I sleep.

Anyway. I did a painting of a pixie on Berkeley Board. This was done with Watercolor and a little bit of Tears. LOLJK about the tears part. First decent Artwork of the year.

Friday, March 25, 2011

I'm a Mime, Duh

I'm a Mime, Duh
I'm a Mime, Duh by Robi Wilson featuring green jeans

I want to be a mime someday. This is proof

Bii

Then when you least expect it, someone will come by and turn your life around. Hey blog! I found someone who happens to love me a lot, and what do you know, the feeling is mutual. My friends say we make a cute couple, I just can't help but agree. Another 'L' came in, he's my own version of Stephanie Meyer's Edward Cullen. Yes, he looks like a fictional hot vampire character, but what we feel for each other is factual.

What do you know, that hang on a tightrope was worth it. There was a trampoline to catch me when I fall.

I'm scared, doubtful, and anxious, and at the same time excited, because I found someone who understands and loves me unconditionally. This is something. This is love.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Blogger

Hi Blog. I never thought I would open you again, but I really can't take everything that's been happening on my own. I need to confide this to you. I feel hanging, on a tightrope, like a circus performer, wearing a fake smile, heavy make-up, and a blow of wind will send me falling a hundred feet to solid ground.

The guy's name is Fall. We started out as really good friends, but with the personality he has, he can make anyone like him. Including me. It's really hard to act like I'm not expecting anything in return but that's the only way to keep him beside me. Painful, it is. I want more. He gave me hopes of we can take it to the next level, but as of this moment; It just keeps me holding onto something that is theoretical. It's time to be rational. I'm not in a rush, but symptoms tell me that I have a broken heart.