artworks!

finally, the scanner is working! yehey... here are 3 doodle plates and 1 portrait. just want to share... i just uploaded them in my devart account here. feel free to criticize. you might want to click on it to blow it to full size since they're pretty small. ehehe.









that's katherine moennig. and if you know me enough, you should also know that she is Shane from The L Word. the shading is off, i know and itdoesn't look exactly like her. i'm not a portrait pro anyway. what an excuse.

tostitos

i hate mondays. i always do, ever since i started my laundry job. monday starts the week, so it pretty much decides how you're gonna take the rest of the days to follow. mondays also holds the most clothes to wash since they're piled over during saturdays and sundays. monday means getting toasted under the noontime sun because there are so many clothes to hang dry.

this monday starts my sister's classes after the 1 week suspension due to the bloody storm. she just called me awhile ago asking me to finish her powerpoint presentation because they don't have electricity yet, and the pc hubs are off. alright alright, i'll do it. it's not a big job putting backgrounds anyway. hmmm... she'll buy me brownies in return. i have to clean up her inbox too becauase friendster is flooding her with notifications. haha, i'll check her fster later.

oooohhh... harry and draco is still making a scene in my head. sounds nice. nutella nutella, i want my freakin bottle!!


awww...so cute.

i love you

scylla and charybdis

tell me, should i work in laundry mat or metropole for a living? mehn, seriously i can hear a faint buzz akin to the washing machine's alarm. always. it's driving me nuts. i'm getting paranoid, i feel like i'm not yet done with our clothes. this is weird. very weird. and i'm struggling to get out of this paranoia. the buzzing sound is still here and it's following me. yeah right. not exactly, just whenever i'm in front of the computer. which is... always. i'm turning insane. and i always thought the world is my mental hospital. true. but it hasn't been a fairly good rehabilitation area. i guess i have to hop on to another planet in hopes of curing this... hallucination?

the washing machine seemed like a monster to me now. a deadly whirlpool... scylla and charybdis. i never want to hear the alarm anymore. although i know it's necessary to keep me in track with my job. my job. my laundry job. my stinking laundry job. the washing machine is scaring me.

lol. i just smoked pot.

change topic. harryXdraco is better than pot. it's a big nutcrack. i love it. flicks color my dull heart. i'm inlove with harryXdraco. so much so i'd stay up late reading every harryXdraco (with an average of 10 reviews per chap.) in fanfiction.net. and i'm still not done with digital fortress. yup, it hypes me... the whole computer stuff is just so appaling. my dream course has always been either business or computer. funny where i am now. hahaha... i'm getting off.

harryXdraco. tsk. first of all, i only liked justin timberlake because he reminds me of draco!! yeah, the intriguing eyes and illusive smile (i just copied that). swoon-worthy.

i read somewhere that a fan filed a lawsuit against justin. i don't know why... didn't read further. but i did read something like justin pushed this GIRL on the wall and started throwing insults at her. come one... push me to the wall and we'll snog all night.

where is my dignity?

i repeat, i just smoked pot.

ersatz

this is an extra small post which doesn't necessarily have to be small. i don't know why i tend to blog a lot when nothing is happening to me at all. right now, nothing happened. like nadda nadda null null none none empty empty. yet i know i have something to say, and mind you, i'm trying hard to pick up the lines. i feel a certain incompleteness whenever i fail to blog for day. it has become a habit of mine to waste thine sacred internet card with no less than the nonsense gibberish yours truly is feeding this page. did you get that? i'm tired, though i have no reason to be.

a tv actress once told that life is a box of chocolates, explaining that you'll never know what one would taste like until you've had it in your mouth. nonsense. that is so corny. if i were a student from Hogwarts, i would say life is like a pack of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans. and you know exactly why. a brown bean would seem like chocolate but when you bite it you taste shit. exactly. shit is sometimes disguised as chocolate. hahaha. with Bertie Bott's you get to guess what flavor could the red bean in your palm be. but with a box chocolates, there's no thrill. you know it's chocolate and you won't be scared to try them because you know they're sweet. unless one is actually shiiit. a red bean could possibly be as delightful as an apple, a strawberry or a cherry but could also be as gross as blood or scab. that's the thrill a box of chocolates won't give you. hail Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans.

i want to buy this tee in penshoppe. it says, i love nerds. perfect.