SOTD - The Fire Within

Can you hear it?

"Pssshhhhhhh"

The sound of the Fire within me being doused.

Work is being hard to handle. And insults were not taken lightly with a pinch of salt. I only take them with my fist in your face, but nooooo... my best friend did not agree to bail me out of jail. Instead he spent his bail money on a figurine. I am just waiting for him to blog about how good the figurine is. *sulk sulk sulk*

Seriously though, to cure me of my doused fire. I went straight to paint. I whacked some painting which I trashed. Looked like a Cat played with my wacom Mouse and saved. And I went back to basic pencil and digital paint over it.

And ta-da.

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i feel better already. Fire REKINDLED!

Teenagehood Flashback.

I never did like Eminem after his fiscaco with MJ, and concidentally, thats when all his rap musics are all dis'ing every other artist. However, his new song, caught my attention again. And its all flashback.

[I GREW UP WITH EMINEM ON RADIO!]



Oh hell yeah.

Mafia Gathering

I was the Don's Daughter for the whole of the Mafia Gathering Event. It was so awesome. We looked totally bad-ass and we had fun. Its not as fun as another event I went to. But nevertheless, I enjoyed the gathering alot. Friends, conversation, and karaoke!

Downside, when I got home and took off my red heels, I was like... (rage-voice) "I am gonna burn those pair of heels as an offering to my suffering feet!". I stopped myself in time as firstly, I could not walk well. And secondly, those heels are pretty. Argh.

My left foot's toes are totally okay. But when I went to wash my feet, I saw (to my shock), a crusting of dried blood coating the back of my heels. Apparently the abrasion inflicted from the heels caused my skin to tear and it cut into my flesh. I washed it off. But still a thin line of blood still reminds me the ordeal my left foot went through.

And my right foot's toes were crushed, and I ain't sure when, one of the toes was broken and pierced into my toe flesh. And that's why today, i spent most of my time in bed. I tried to go out for lunch, but when I got home, I nearly weep with relief.

Let this be a warning to myself. NEVER EVER WEAR THOSE HEELS AGAIN. (unless someone is driving me thru and fro, and I have a pair of slippers in my bag as a backup plan)

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the thing is, this happened to me more than once. Why I Never Learn?

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Word!

Didn't sketch today. Was preparing for Saturday's party. Picked out the outfit already. Can't wait.

On a side note. I don't want to die alone. But the idea of taking innocent people down with me doesn't gel well. Dilemma... dilemma...

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Being emotional means at the very least, I am not hiding my feelings from you.

SOTD

Was distracted by videos of people dancing. (Really good and professionally, not cheesy Internet stars-wannabe.) So SOTD is really rough. My impression of Yakuza, sexy, bad-ass and totally confident of her bare self.

Feeling very happy today. Unexplainable. Work still stressful, but I was happy regardless. I was teasing Mr Director today (and my lovely toe-punching Producer and everyone else around me as well!). That's how good a mood I was in. Usually I can't wait to bite Mr D's head off for ignoring me (its for work! I swear! I totally stop communicating with him outside of work in hopes this infatuation will pass.)

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SOTD

Sketch of the Day!

Drowning in work and stress, but not giving up just yet! Casting a final spell!

WILL.NOT.GIVE.UP
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work harder. work smarter. work happier.

SOTD

Still feel stressed. BUT! I learnt to smile at the people making me stressed. Though my colleagues were like "OHMYGODSHE'SSMILINGCREEPILY", I am certain that at the very least, I was not activating my "BlackHole" emotional state. (Whereby I sucked everyone's emotions and energy by being extremely emotionally depressed)