on...

My own. Finally moved out of my parents house and into my own spot. Which means I have no rules! Huzzah the freedom of being young (19 at the time of writing this) and free to leave when I want, come back when I want and not have to worry about an FBI investigation or a full body cavity search when I try to sneak in past 2. It feels so free. Its simply amazing. You should keep me company one of these days. :) we can sit on my roof! Actually its not my own spot as I'm sharing it with the brothers but nonetheless its my place to call home now and do as much as I please...

also I'm without internet (I'm updating this via my G1) so I can't get to all the stuff I need to.

@Kim's email: I'm undecided on college at the moment. I wanna go but like I said I just signed a lease for the next 6 months. After that though its open season. Remembering my senior year and how it was spent doing battle with the art teach kinda makes me wanna stay out of classrooms and continue being a self-taught artist. So idk.

I guess that's it for now. When I get internet ill try to respond back to all the stuff I was missing and whatnot. So don't think I'm ignoring you. I'm just without the net. And its killing me actually. All my shits packed up still and I wanna get on the computer but nooo since we lack chairs its just waisting away...

I have new art stuff to show as well.

If you need to get in contact/touch/talk hit me up via cellphone or through myspace (if you have these items of course.)

Stay up.

Block'd...

I never seem to finish anything artistically when I actually get into something. I just somehow lose my motivation to finish it and then I start noticing all of the "errors" I'm to 'self-critical' of myself at times I guess. But its pushes me to better myself. I think? But still I never get anything done it seems. Or at least not to my satisfaction.

I have art block once again. I've had it for the past 3 or so weeks. I wanna draw something but whenever I sit down to try and do something it comes out looking like shit.

So I'm going to post my unfinished [[aka shit-drawings]].
*most recent two are the first two.*









I'm frustrated.
I need inspiration.
Nothing inspires me as of late.

Stay up.

-3 = 97

Yes indeedy.

I made a 97 on my driving test. And yes that does mean that I'm now an officially licensed Texas driver and don't have to have anyone over the age of 21 with me. I figured its only a matter of time before I get pulled over because I speed like a mofo. Hahaha last time I drove on the freeway [[which was yesteday on my way to work]] I glanced down and noticed I was going 80 on a 60. Its all fine though.

NONETHELESS! A 97. Thats better than anyone else in my house has EVER made. :D and I've been driving less time than all of them. Hell I figured I would've failed parallel parking but it was a breeze. Me and the instructor lady were talking about art the entire time so it made the rest of it easy as fuck. Not mention that I'm just naturally a good driver. :> Anyways yep. 97. I only missed 3 because my position on the parallel park was kinda forward and I didn't stop behind a stop sign. :/ but after the test the lady was like [[and I quote]] "You're an EXCELLENT driver. And you're now approved for a license. Make sure you smile big and I hope to see you in a gallery one of these days." Which made yesterday completely worth it. It was a good day. And now that the world is pretty much open to me to explore on my own. Nothings gonna hold me back. Except an empty gas tank. :p

Stay up.

Got...

MY CAR!!!!

SO Happy. But until I get my credentials that say I can "legally" drive in texas I'm supposed to be accompanied by someone who has proper acknowledgement and over the age of 21. But fuck that I say. But yes I do have my car. Not the Gallant I wanted but Suzuki Forenza '05 ain't half bad. Not at all. Driving is the funnest thing. I wanna race so I'm gonna get it hooked up sooner or later. As well as get a new cd player since the shit spits them out when I put them in. Go figure eh?

ANYWAYS P-HOTOS!!!!
[pardon my shitty photography.]






:D

Super excited much?
Now the world is open to me. For the most part that is.
I just need to pass my driving test since I've already passed the written part.

Making moves.

Stay up.

Not to mention...

The amount of stress I'm going through at the moment. I tend to stress-out WAY to easily.

I can't think of anything to draw. Yet alone whenever I do think of something it looks like shit. :/

Stress is killing my art....



Here's where the past 31 minutes of my life went to. A shit doodle.

I need to draw something serious soon...

Stay up.

Media...

No art post this time. I promise I'll have something to show sooner or later its just well I've been busy. Work more than lately. I've worked all day for the past two days and I'm worn out. I better keep my off day Sunday or else I'm gonna be pissed. Chow has a habit of not paying attention to the things around him. Unless its a complaint from one of the residents. :/ ANYWAYS....



Ahh The Appleseed Cast. Simply amazing. Not the Pillows or the Seatbelts by any means. But they're damn good. Love it. I wanna learn the tabs for this song. But blah reading tabs takes more time than just playing from listening. And since I can no longer read music it makes legally learning them even more hard. :/

Oh well...

That its.

Stay up.

You'll make a good husband one day...

Not really. My Boss Bia [[who has the hardest last name in the world to pronounce]] is training me to be a "good-husband" by working. She's always lecturing me about how one day I'm going to have a wife who will want me to do everything for her and by making me do all the heavy-lifting at work its preparing me for the future or something like that? It doesn't make sense. Then she's always lecturing me about how I should marry a nice Thai woman. Which I can't help but chuckle at. I don't see how I can be expected to be a good-husband when I can't even be a good boyfriend. Or something like that? I don't know. All I know is they're planning on "setting me up" with a girl from Thailand. Oh boy. Blind dates. Never fun. I do enjoy going on dates though. So I don't know. "Makus" Bia tells me because she speaks broken english, "You gonna make a good husband. You just need to learn dat women don't want a lazy bum. They want a real stron man to help them. Thats why you need to lift and work hard now so you can party later. I work for 37 years and I very successful woman." [[trying to type how Bia talks]] The lectures go on and on but happen every other day. And there's Nook. Who calls me Margaret. Which sounds nothing like my name but she's also Thai. It seems like everyone at my job is trying to hook me up with someone. I don't know why exactly. But wherever I turn I'm either getting talked to about having a girlfriend [[which some people think I specialize in]] or its about marrying a nice Thai girl. Siriporn was Thai. She was also tall. But she told me in Thailand they're afraid of black people. So I don't think me hooking up with a girl straight from Thailand is going to fare well. Although I think we'd have beautiful kids. Hrmm...Still the aspect of getting set up with the boss' pick doesn't appeal to me. Just because its Bia...And Bia is crazy. 37 years of working has messed up her brain. But she has good intentions. We'll see what happens with this whole "Thai wife" thing. But I swear thai women sometimes contain "surprises" which I'm not fond of. Ala are males. :/ not to talk bad about Thai people of course. But porn does corrupt you. Not that I'm much of a fan of porn.

So Idk.

IN OTHER NEWS!!!!

I'm Moving into my own place! Say what???
Sometime soon within the next month or so. Well I'll be renting an apartment with my brothers. But it'll be my own place. Just because I'm more than certain my parents are on the brink of kicking me out on my ass. :/ I'll keep you posted on that as time progresses on and on.

But yep. No rules.

This post is very unorganized.

I'm typing in a rush.
Work tomorrow. But I'm off Sunday! But then work all week.


Stay up.