to shred memory into paper trail

I haven't been drawing.


Which is bad.


I haven't done anything creative for what seems like ages.


Which is horrific.


I feel my laziness is killing me.
It's keeping me captive in a cage so ingeniously created out of pathetic excuses.


I need to go out more.


I'm forgetting to do one of my 2011 promises to myself,
which is to be a YES MAN.


I gotta start making experiences.
Life's too short to keep at dream state.


I need to promote myself.
Start making my portfolio and cranking up my resume.


I need to get some real art done; actually make some tangible art pieces.


I need to be more confident.
I need to start constructing myself a backbone.


I still need to gain weight.


I can't wait to dance. Strangely enough, the workshop's coming closer and yet I haven't psyched myself out of it yet.
Maybe this is a sign that I've matured? A sign that I've grown? Maybe. Just maybe.


I need to start going out of my way to do things.
To be extraordinary.
To excel.
I can't just sit around idly, dream and wait for things to come.
I need to get off my ass and JUST DO IT!


I actually miss Tim's company.


I think I'm not very likable.


I abhor the fact that I am in that state of 'floating' once again.
It annoys the shit out of me.


I watched Super Natural with Galo today.


Must put Mt. Pulag in list of places to see :)


I miss my high school friends.


I need to get out more.
Get out of my comfort zone.


I SHOULD go to the South, as Galo and Abi says.


I finally found loop hole in my clashing scheds for April and May.
My teachers in Fotogra and Desncon are awesome that way.


I wonder if he ever texted me...


I will dance beautifully...

One day

One day



There are just days where I feel so alone
and fear that that feeling will linger on and never leave.






I'm sleepy. 'Til the next paper trail.