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A tough guy.

On the outside.

But melts your heart;

Such a sweet spot,

for his little girl.

A classic bad boy who's a softie inside.

to be or not..

These are little stuff that I do in my little spare pockets of time- besides daydreaming and coloring my notebook pages with bucket lists and shopping lists and human anatomy. Seriously, I've been fascinated by people's eyes and lips recently. Sorry if you caught me staring at yours. I'm not a pervert, really. I just like looking at people's different-shaped eyes and lips and marvel at how a tiny tilt of a 5 degree slant makes one look asian while the other looks caucasian. It's really like an art. God's such an imaginative artist! (Y)

I could just stare all day (esp at good looking people but there is work to be done and food to be eaten and shows to be watched so...) Right, where was I?

Ah, recently I read from a book that said to write down the 5 things you love and then you can see a clearer picture of a career that you'll enjoy the most. Here goes:

1) Design (typography, futuristic lines and lights)

2) Music (husky voices, jazzy beats, a little Paramore in the mix)

3) Photography

4) Fashion

5) Mushrooms and potatoes.

Heh, I can be doing posters and design collaterals based on inspiration from good music and good photography with fashionable people/models included in the mix while cooking a dish of mushrooms and potatoes yum yum.

Now, if only I can write this on my portfolio AND get hired.

When words fail you,

say it in llama!

Haha totally cute web that makes what you type into a llamafied version.

http://llamafont.com/

I love finding (not so practical) but interesting sites like this.

The web is such a big fun place filled with llama love and a whole lotta lovin' for other weird stuff. So since I like them, does that mean I'm weird too? Yeah okay I'm weird but I'm happy being weird in my little cave of mac book pro. Will post up more cool stuff I've found soon! Xo

If I'm talking funny here, it's my sleep causing it. Or rather, the lack of.

Right, back to dreaming in my humid room on my flowered bed~