Haircuts and Canvas Creations

haha Mm..I bet you like my title, ey? Yeah..neither do I haha..

So this past week has been a little more eventful than the others and I've been getting some progress done all around. I finally got my hair cut which was very relieving - due to the fact that its not the same old shoulder length with layer style. Ugh, I've been getting that for the past like three years! Some times i would tell the stylist otherwise, but it would all end up the same way. Now, you all may have your opinions, but I get my haircut at the mall! I'm not really picky, though others advise me not to go there (or Supercuts haha). It complains that they tend to not know your hair enough or take enough time to do it in opposed to having a your very authentic, spankin' own stylist. I don't rlly care, as long as the job gets done!


Aside from getting a haircut, I also got a large scale project thought up, done, and finished the other day! Personally, it makes me feel very good (wide vocabulary, much?) to have finally gotten around to this. The initial idea was..well, I never have any idea until I do it. Well, initially the kitchen had this crappy thing I made where I printed out two pictures of a lotus flower and taped them to the wall, haha (the printer didn't even have any more colored ink and the black ink was fading out). There were two other panels arranged with it that were actually two square dishes that are meant for wall art - purchased a couple years ago from Marshall's. (I arranged them in a square, if you didn't get that visual) About a year in, I believe, one of the printed pictures of a lotus fell off into the garbage below it. The other day I finally decided to put some use to the four canvases I had purchased from Michael's. The lotus idea still stuck around..

Oh, say hi to my Lolo Augustine! He likes to chill outside and sit there..

Summer Summer Summer

I really should be out and about, but just like every other summer, I'm not. lol I've been home and my insides have been screaming for something to do. My hands shake, only wanting to create, deviate, and all that jazz. Today was a little bit of a release. I hope to work on those large-scale projects more :D

Prime Example.

So tonight has displayed a BEAUTIFUL example as to why me and my mother do not frequently get along. My parents have been gone since early Sunday morning. They drove down to South Carolina in order to pick up their parents. It was a gorgeous Sunday morning, on account that I did not wake up to The Filipino Channel or my mothers yelling.

-Oh god, shes yelling again hold on-

Arrright. anyways..we were supposed to clean the two days they would be gone and so my sister and I did so.. Actually we waited for today to do all the cleaning, so it was full-on scrubbin'!! We did actually clean; it's not like we moved the couch to the side and swept up the little family of dust bunnies in the corner. I installed the new stereo system that has been sitting around for months, cleaned up the living room, and dismantled an old tv stand to throw it away. My sister did so much more than I did and I definitely give props to her for al her hard work

blah blah blah

-scrub-

Its 11:05 PM and the two sets of parents have finally arrived. My mom came up the stairs and was quite herself; "normal" if you say so. She walked into the house and to her room. Five minute later, she came out yelling, "WHERES ALL MY THINGS! WHY DID YOU TOUCH OUR ROOM. I DID NOT GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO CLEAN UP IN HERE. AY NAKO." [In serious Filipino tradition, we all know she said that last phrase]

This is where I question the laws of being polite. Does critism come before gratitude? Or does gratitude just not come at all? For the past few hours that she has been home, I don't believe I've heard one "Thank You" from her blabbering lips. Compress the past hour and know that my sister and I escaped to the bathroom and she (showering) and I (sitting on the toilet) discussed what I type away about right now.

This definitely is not the first time. I've always had occur with school. Atypical report card would generally have 90+ for all classes. Good, right? 90% of what my mom says is not positive feedback. " Why isn't this 92 a 98? Why isn't this 98 a 100?!" About that other 10% - it's not even a compliment. "Do better next time"

.......love you so much.

"He's Neutral"

So today was good day.. finals are over, so school is technically done as well. Today I learned something: don't let the little things bring you down. I've discussed this so many times, but today was like the first time I experienced it. I know now that I have to do my part on this and show you how I feel. Even though we can't today, there's still Sunday.

ANYWAYS..I'm headed to the mall today, being the obsessed shopaholic that I am! Hopefully we will stop by Best Buy so I can get the new Green Day album, which I am VERY stoked about. Hrmm..new shoes would be nice too.. my converses are way fucked up! haha

Oh btw, I was the Burger "Queen" today. :D

Mourn Me

So I have been idle to the world of blogging lately, for I haven't touched Xanga in a month. This is where I'm starting new, and on a better foot. I used to write about every time I was depressed, but to change things up, I promise to describe the butterflies in my stomach, too. As for now, though, I will continue as I have always done.

Here's the throw down: someone throws a curve ball at your life and now you're disorientated. It's as if you forgot how to catch, after all these years. At this point, the forks in the road have divided repeatedly and you don't even feel like taking the tiniest step forward.

Coward.

Life has always been pulling surprises in front of you, so why should this time be any different? The best thing to do is defeat the feeling of shock and disorientation and keep going. Of course, whatever event that occurred put a crater in your heart. The moon has thousands of craters too, you know. It has been hit countless times, but you don't see it stop turning. The idea is to keep going and maybe find a positive outlook into the future.
Trust me. Your world's not over and you will do fine on your test tomorrow. It would be a pure shame to find out that you took the sweet time to blame another, only to share your pity.