a house does not make a home, don't leave me here alone.

I NEED TO WATCH U2 LIVE BEFORE ANY OF THE MEMBERS DIE SUDDENLY LIKE MICHAEL JACKSON.

I could if you can try to fix what I've undone.

i can't stand o level art. it's so freaking demanding and it seems to be focused on the techniques and the perfection and the meticulosity of the whole darn thing so much that they seem to appreciate the meaning and feeling behind it less.

it just seems so inflexible and annoying, urgh.
especially after seeing what IB art is like. the difference is drastic.

i don't think this is normal but i'm already anticipating taking IB art next year.

there's a scary part of me that feels like staying up through the night doing art again. but i listen to the sane part which says SLEEP(:

happy birthday gracelynn (:

gracelynn, thanks for everything these past 4 years. it's been awesome spending nearly everyday with you. i know that things won't change next year(:

here are some better pictures of us, there are enough unglams in the video.































































love you!(:

the products of working hard.

tomorrow, 5pm, utter joy.

mad, hopeless and possible.

to take a short break from my all-night sketching, here are some works of art from my new favourite artist, juan francisco casas. he takes candid pictures of his friends and then draws them.

guess what he used to draw?



































































an ORDINARY BALL POINT PEN, bloody hell. skills like that, i could use.

okay back to sketching.

hope, hoping, hopefully.

all he needs is a little nudge that i can't give. i don't know how to reach out to him to help him understand faith or belief. it doesn't help that he's unreceptive and partially deaf. it's like he knows of Christianity but he doesn't acknowledge its truth, and i have no idea how to help him step past relying on his own strength and wisdom to believing and trusting in God.

he says he doesn't need religion now, but everyone does. especially him.
and my mother isn't particularly trying to help,
so i want to take responsibility for his spiritual condition.
i will not forgive myself if i don't lead him to Christ somehow.

and that's why i need to go for this mission trip.

everything that i said was true, as the flashes blinded us in the photobooth.

gosh, every step is so filled with emotion and it's even evident on the dancer's faces.
i especially love 1:19.

i am so inspired to take up dance now!

oh well, after o's.
it's like life stops for them.