i feel like i need to post. though actually it takes a lot of my energy to muster and post something sensible. and "Why do we always have to be sensible?!!!!! haaaa!?" that's necessary of course.. in life.. but " "How can we call it life if everything smelt of death? haaaa!?" maybe i'm just the one who stinks like death..
anyways.. i'm still living inside the campus. never ever gonna be free and away from the nuns. we were six in our room now we're 8! like sardines in a can. and my crumpled sketches and canvasses has no place to lay. but i like stocking them up.hidden. and i was to take another major but the dean nun put on my reg. form that i'm to take masters'..haist whatever they want. i'm still not looking for a permanent and reliable job. my family's killing me for that. i have never realized before that i'm really ugly.yehey! truth man
let us RUN!!!
some few watercolor paintings and the dog i saw long time ago enjoying a ride!