yehhhaww! the long wait is OVER!

revenge of the fallen here I come!!!

Eio, well its been a while since I last updated my journal, been busy with work and some personal things. I was channel surfing last night to catch some precious sleep when I bumped myself with this movie "Definitely, Maybe" and since my fingers were tired of the non-stop clicking for the past hmm 3 hours? not sure... I decided to give my remote some rest. To make the long story short the movie somehow reflected on my real life deals.

being undecided on things, working for hours w/o having an objective, having some hang ups on relationships. it's all part of the package life has to offer. but it's fun looking back on things that happened in the past may it be bad or good, I'm still thankful.

anyhow I'll be updating my gallery with some new stuff, I'm also working on another project and was lucky enough to do the concepts for the character designs.

thanks for reading, good day!

Gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love.

-Albert Einstein

Happy Hearts Day everyone!

need more sleep ~_~

Its 7:00 in the morning and the buzzing alarm is the only sound that I hear around my room, weather's a bit in a chill and I can't open my eyes. It'll take a few more minutes before I move another muscle to get my towel and head towards the restroom. After splashing off some water I usually check the fridge if there are any leftovers I can eat if there aren't any I can always rely on convenient stores.

I always feel light headed during this time of the day so I don't normally pay much attention to my surroundings and just aims myself towards the office not noticing the events that happened during the night. Sometimes I feel like the whole week was just a wind back, repetitive and tedious.
Maybe a lot of you out there are on the same page as I am right now, a person who just keeps on thinking of new things that they could do with their life.

Normal that's the word that fits this scenario, while I was sound asleep there are people who are desperately looking for a place to stay, setting out camps in the streets that they consider as their home.

Daybreak arrives and the sunlight drives its way through my eyes telling me to get up, not even troubled that I may be late for work while most of the lesser populace exhausts their bodies checking out dumps for things that they consider edible just to get through the day. How about those leftovers you were hesitant on eating and just went its way to the trash bin, were you aware that those things that you consider as waste are shared by unfortunate families?

These cases drives a poor man to the edge of his sanity, eager to find a way to feed his family he tries to rob people to earn a few money but luck was never there in the first place as he tried to escape the piercing sound of a gunshot echoed the silent alley and a meager soul is lost in instance.

Poverty drills a big hole in our society nowadays, we may not notice the scratch that affects us in the surface but there's a cut beneath that deeply wounds our humanity.
The unseen scoundrel lives within us and continuously corrupts our morality.



Is this what we call idealism? Then I guess if it is we might as well point a gun in our head and shoot ourselves.