I have a new blog.
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This is a compilation of contemplated thoughts that have found my attention and thus was given tongue, in the traffic of ideas that flood my petty mortal head. These are reflections that strive to understand the most of my human existence as well as to shed light for my dear audience about a fraction of my self. Comments and criticisms are very much appreciated.
I have a new blog.
My voice teacher was training me with The Phantom of the Opera's Think of Me and decided to provide me a more challenging piece. Who expected that her surprise piece for me was Carlotta's Prima Donna.
I know, I've been slacking in updating my blog, being busy lately with other unimportant matters actually - like building my own sketch portfolio since I've managed to lose all my other accomplishments before. It seems like a real reality brush that I find out I've been completely in the dark, unable to perform so many things other people take for granted. I can sketch, but not as well as others. I can take photographs and yet that art is still of poor execution and needs a great deal more practice. I can sing, but I still require more strenous vocalization programs in order to control my voice - not to mention, have more confidence in myself that I am capable of performing. I feel like a limited block, although I am highly optimistic that I can reach heights, at this point, I can assess how raw I am to a point of embarassment. I have such high expectations of myself and I still cannot manage to attain that level of unquestionable accomplishment.
Two of my closest and dearest friends have already flown out of the country. Marjorie, to Shanghai and Jourdan, to Beijing, to further improve their Chinese communication skills. I miss them dearly even though they've just left a few week/s ago. I wonder when I would follow them to the emerging superpower country of China. Sigh.. I want to go to China...
Thanks to Jourdan, I found the culprit of the adorable emo ghost figures - Azuzephre.. Pon & Zi are so morbidly cute, I could just fall in love with em!
While trying to add some cold water to my glass of hot green tea, my cellphone slipped from the grip of my palm and slid exactly inside my glass. AAAhhhh!!!
The back of my right elbow has big ugly bruise roughly an index finger long (my index finger, that is). I've also noticed a big red blot in the middle of the bruise which I would like to believe as clotted blood. Sometimes, I come into thinking that my arm would just fall off even though I find that conclusion to be reasonably unsound.
This morning, while I was working on my assignment for tonight's class, I overheard the girls sitting at the next table talking about their boyfriends and how they're going to spend their valentine's day. Another couple of girls passed by, and curiously, their voices were loud enough from my side to hear that they too were talking about the love day.