Nonchalant

Julia and I decided to have a shoot in our house since its our last day of our "sembreak" (well it felt like it) , cramming all our homeworks in one day isn't really ideal so we put those aside. I'm actually very happy with the outcome of our photos and I finally tried shooting in raw. 

Julia, my forever model

White Lies

Here are just some of my favorite illustrations that I drew a year ago. I have very low self esteem when it comes to my drawings so this took me a lot of guts to post. I don't see myself as an artist, a photographer maybe, I prefer grain and natural light. 

"Black is not sad. Bright colors are what depresses me.They're so empty. Black is poetic. How do you imagine a poet? in a bright yellow jacket? probably not"

Maring

Drove around the village at 7:30am in the morning to check on my neighbors and found out that one fourth of our village is flooded, a portion of that one fourth is shoulder deep. I’m really blessed to be living in a high area that never gets flooded. 

On another note, my laptop proposal finally got approved. I declare victory in all parts of my impatient heart. I’ve been waiting for this day to come, i’m finally getting a mac. I just hope and pray that the flood subsides tomorrow.

There's always a rainbow after the rain

So I was back reading my private-personal blog 15 minutes ago and I came across with the post

“Remember the time when you pointed that knife to me? I bet you didn't. Remember the fight we had two weeks ago? I bet you didn't too. You told me to go away from here and eat lunch alone and so I did, I ran away from your bullshit. People kept on staring at me, wondering why on earth would a 16 year old girl hop on a tricycle to nowhere, crying. “

One thing that Disney didn't taught me is that not all families will treat you and respect you right. Nothing ever worth having comes easy and i’m actually proud of myself for overcoming that phase in my life. Circumstances like these are never easy and there’s always a reason why He put me through it. I’m proud to say that I survived, I conquered the monsters inside of me and conquered depression. It’s been almost 5 months since I last cut, my scars are starting to fade and it doesn't remind me of how lonely I am anymore but it reminds me of how strong I am now. I have to say that the fight was worth it. I’m better and more happy now.

Film is not dead

Creative Saturdays