beware of the Sweet Tongues

" Lil girls

it's suffice to say

never stop along your way,

never trust a stranger friend

for no one knows hot it will end.

As you are pretty, so be wise

wolves may lurk in every guise.

Now, as then, tis simple truth

The sweetest tongue has the sharpest tooth."

~ The Company of Wolves ~

Nowadays, we're not so sure about whether or not the boys really meant what they say. [talking to all the single girls out there] It's nice to hear compliments once in a while, but when do we know when he's already 'sugarcoating' just to get what he wants? Be careful... be really really careful, for when you go on a joyride on that motorcycle of his, there's no turning back. There's only hoping for the truth and a good relationship ahead... which is NOT often the end result.

a tad bit of everything

I wish to find happiness in every little thing in this world: may it be a cute teacup, a sweet gesture of thoughtfulness or being able to finish a hard day's work. being able to appreciate the beauty in all things small or big. to have wisdom over unbearable matters. to be able to take in both negative and positive criticisms constructively. to withstand the betrayal of false friends. to embrace my strengths and weaknesses and grow smarter each day. to love and be loved and live life to the fullest :)

~ jamie

I don't know how to work tumblr so I'm making my site (this site) a tumblr-ish one :) 

What I wish to do and be able to ACTUALLY do:

Create art

Read books again

Be able to shop again - don't even get me started ;p

Be able to go to such places I have in mind

Get all pampered [spa, mani, pedi, hair treatment]

Be able to go food-whoring

Go to the beach, chillax and get sun-kissed skin - I'm dead pale, i tell ya

Try on surfing / snorkeling 

Redecorate my room, then our living room, then the kitchen, then our bathroom, then my parent's room... jeez, OC mode

Relax outdoors with lots of beer and food on the side

Play music again

Dance again

Take lots of pictures ...  especially crazy ones ;)

iCREATE what iIMAGINE

Inspiring line from someone that made me all the more eager to finish my artwork:

"I've always looked for the perfect life to step into. I've taken all the paths to get where I wanted.But no matter where I go, I still come home me."

~ Layne Stayle

I have this 'fondness' in making artworks of girls with top hats (: - maybe Slash had made a HUMONGOUS impact on this. I admire the Victorian art... the Baroque art, Gothic art and the liquor called Jack Daniels *blushed*. I have always been a 'hard' drinker and no other liquor could measure up with my love for Jack. I know little of bad-drums-playing, but never really did played it in front of a crowd for I'm not prepared to get mobbed and be beaten up to death for the noise they'd be hearing to their already damaged filthy ears.

I wish to have an art exhibit of my own one day, where I could showcase my artworks... but maybe in the FAR future. Hope this'll happen. I do pray it would.. someday.

then there was light

a night of full recovery... I've now regained what is artfully mine... it has been lost and now, it has been found :) I thank thee for the inspiration and determination to finish thy artwork.

Back in Black

It's been a while since I last did an artwork... an ARTWORK for REAL... I have also noticed myself slowly losing my knack for doodling... realizing this... I knew what to blame... so I point my right index finger on all those over sleeping, over eating moments I've had over the past years that I have laid off of holding a pen and paper.

When I lack sleep... I produce art... when I don't have anything to eat... I create art... when I'm all "caffeinated" or "alcohol-intoxicated" and impregnated with creative ideas... I give birth to art... and without my brainchild... my soul diminishes into thin air... I die.

the right amount of something

It's been a while (yet again) since I last visited in here. Did a little revamping and I'm quite satisfied with the new look of the site.

How do you start to tell-tale again when you've been on a hiatus for a long time? How do you find the right words to tell a story especially when you've been deprived to write by your own self? I simply wouldn't know. But as a solution, I'm here... trying to pull strings of words from my pocket left from ages ago.

Lately, my spending has been incontrollable. It has placed me in the position of wanting more and leaving me penniless during the rainy days. Well you can't blame a girl who sees a lot when she steps in to a mall full of earthly temptations. I can't help but spend my hard-earned money for those goods that to some, are considered unnecessary-purchases. See, this is how I look at the process:

A: You work to earn money. You spend the money for bills, groceries, etc. and the remaining would definitely be your savings.

B: Savings are your money that can be spent on purchasing things you need or may give you pleasure and satisfaction. After all, you need a little "pick-me-up" after the stressing days you've been working your *ss off while patiently waiting and marking the calendar with X until you reach the next pay day.

C: You let go of your cash like the person you love (like paying for the bills and groceries). You let it be and just hope and wait for it to come back one day (pay day). Obviously, during the course of waiting you'll be meeting setbacks (poor budget meals) along the way but, the second meeting will be flourishing with sweetness and everlasting love = shopping!! (and then I sounded nuts!).

"You live to work, you work to spend, you spend to be happy and feel good about yourself".

timeless

There are days when you just stop for a moment to pause and reflect. And during those days you realize how much things have changed. You discover that you've developed a wrinkle on your eyes. You witness how your gray hair starts to dominate on your locks and finally, how you unveiled things which could both should've been forgotten or should've been kept.

On a daily basis, we think of things that we shouldn't really care about. For example, while we're going to the office. Along the way, you start to question how things came about or how things have grown more and more like smoke and mirrors. You feel things changes as you dig deep into the thought of it. Submitting yourself unto nowhere. Never realizing that things are obscurely irrelevant as you reach the bottom pit.

And so at the end of the day... you just get the same friggin answer... you can't really answer these questions in one day alone... time goes on and on and on and on... every answered questions amount to something new each day and it never stops... the list just continues to prolong the agony of your mind. Then sleeping is beyond doable anymore. It starts to make you drop the thought of it even. Blah!