christmas project!

i like to collect garbage (wait , they are not garbage they are usable stuffs) hahaha; this month i finally able to fully utilized my "power and ability" to use them to create Christmas decoration. save money , reduce rubbish and whole lots of fun!! so why not? :D (and all of them are recyclable.. so they can be thrown in recycling bin after Christmas.. but maybe i will keep some of them haah) 

for me crafting is always about using things around us. especially those that unused and left idle; everything deserves their time to shine and not end up in the rubbish bin too soon!! so since before i always hesitate to buy lots of new art materials for my crafts but i do invest money on my art tools and my bestfriend is the white school glue!! its always in handy in most of my craftwork. 



today i'm going to share something random but yet personal and somethings means alot to me, its like updating my college self. (she should know about tissss) 

beginning of this year i remember xing called.. wanted to meet up she said. turns out she wanted me to meet her boyfriend; and i was one of her first friend to meet him. usually i'm quite reluctant meeting new people but u can imagine how excited and happy i was. she was first roommate (and only) from college; thanks to her she makes my hostel life a very memorable one. We shares a room; nearly facing each other nearly everyday either complain on my artblock n assignments or her piles of books which she needs to memories and reports she need to write or count. Share each other story from class until we know each other classmates. sometimes imagine when we gonna meet our first boyfriend in college (fyi : we didnt meet any lololol )  and long phone calls once awhile during uni years as we are both study in different places about some flowers might bloom but didnt; seeing each other grow. i met her boyfriend, he is a great guy if u ask me (im good in "scanning" people haha); both of them are like high school sweet heart kinda couple; and its almost a year now but i still feel so lovey dovey and soo happy for her. 

another friend of mine, she was one of my close friend from college too; we used to share a mutual friend; we are not classmates;  staying in different block and totally we have different style (and she is so much prettier haahaha). little did i know either after she heard me listen to taylor swift song or vice versa and the rest is history. Both of us like high school musical too ( at tat time seldom ppl listen to taylor swift's especially before "love story" and no surprise no one likes HSM; in our circle of friends at least. She often knocks my room door out of the sudden; invite herself in and we will chat and pillow talk for hours. Both of us were little downer, emotional yet both blind optimist, thus we understand each other well. so its kinda heart-aching when seeing her being so strong especially what she needs to deal (thank god things are getting better)  and those guys who broke her heart and makes her sad for years until sometimes i dont know what to say anymore to makes her feel better which she might think i was sick of listening her but actually not.  so now knowing she finally found a great guy who really treats and loves her well; i have happy warm n fuzzy feeling inside.

i've been waiting these days since college year had finally come. how nice if i could meet my college self. so we can be all excited and happy for them together  hahaha. 



i like to keep unwanted boards, cupboards, or anything made with cupboards or wood. i think they are interesting to paint or create craft works with and they are too wasted to be thrown away!! mayb this is what "One man's trash is another man's treasure" meanth .. and i like cake board the most especially made with wood fiber kinds. the smell is nice and that either smooth flat or textured surface. they are oh so sexy hahaha



in the end,
you've got to be
your own hero,

because everybody's busy
trying to save
themselves. "



this is some of the doodle for inktober last month. i had fun participating. i able practice more detailed and refine neat line but i think messy suits me more haha. i also practice in creating more variety of character design and i'm still working on my "signature" style especially for character design.

how weird sometimes you think you have really really found it but you think you didn't at the next second.  


tiny glow

"you can be the ripest, 
juiciest peach in the world,

and there is still going to be somebody 
who hates peaces.. "


my love

imma bread eater, since i was little.
i can eat them everyday without feeling bored.
but i'm quite particular the bread i like,
i like to share my thoughts or give reviews on the bread i ate. 
i like my bread alittle fluffy with slight hard crust, 
i like to eat the crust first before eating the rest. or eating them alternately.
i like diff texture in a bread.. which means i like whole meal too.
i can roughly guess which brand or bakery the bread from;
even though i dont remember the name.
bread always makes me happy

thats how i love my bread hahahah. 



Find meaning. Distinguish melancholy from sadness. Go out for a walk. 
It doesn’t have to be a romantic walk in the park, spring at its most spectacular moment, flowers and smells and outstanding poetical imagery smoothly transferring you into another world. 

It doesn’t have to be a walk during which you’ll have multiple life epiphanies and discover meanings no other brain ever managed to encounter. 

Do not be afraid of spending quality time by yourself. Find meaning or don’t find meaning but ‘steal’ some time and give it freely and exclusively to your own self. Opt for privacy and solitude. 

That doesn’t make you antisocial or cause you to reject the rest of the world. But you need to breathe. And you need to be.



Usually i prefer to snap photos of my feet rather than my face.
Sometimes is not just what in-front of us are camera-capture-worthy
or mayb i just like to snap photos of my feet.




 Black and white challenge is quite popular in facebook (at least in my circle of friends) which means upload 1 BnW photo for 5 days and nominate one person each day. 

i was nominated by my sister. and i dont see why not to accept the challenge. sounds oh so fun haahah. i dont usually makes my photo Bnw. so this is a good reason to experiment. besides this is a good time to scroll some of my photos which hiding in my camera hahah. those are some random times and places i took. all reminds me of my fav moments. 

"everything is a self portairt
everything is a dairy."



There's one incidence which i remember lately; happen when i was a still very young; a small piece of my childhood i could say.

my mom was frying some fish for lunch and as me who always love to watch my mom cooking, i stand there watching her. Usually my mom welcome us to watch her cook, so "u will know how to cook when you grow up". but tat time my mom shoo me away from the kitchen say, " do you want to be snow white?  dont come near here. u might get burn by the hot oils. later you will get ugly scars and as ugly as the evil queen.." 

as i was 6-7 years old.. i didnt think much.. and of cuz i would stay as far as i could because i dont want to be an ugly evil queen. everyone wants to be the snow white! 

this was used to be a normal incident but dont ask me why i remember this so clear but as i get older, this incidence and it kinda hit me. my mom shouldn't say that! mom cooks and clean for the family and imagine all the scars she got from burning oil or cuts from knife which make her hands unpretty and rough; does that makes mom an evil queen? of cuz the hell no. all she do is for her family. 

As i grow up, i kinda lost respect to those ppl who wouldn't get their hands dirty for sake of their pretty smooth clean hands. hello, all Disney princess do cleaning and house chores before they meet their prince charming and get their happily ever after.

if i could go back to the time i was a kid, i would like to tell my mom, i dont want to be a selfish snow white. 

or mayb i sould tell her now but that would be weird .. as i dont think she even remeber this incidence haahaha. 

p/s :

i love you mom.


that day

You don’t owe people the person you used to be. 
You don’t have to talk to people who are speaking to the old you. 

If they want to drag old you out, 
and you’ve already left that person behind, 
they don’t get to talk to you. 

When you've gone from weakness to strength, 
you don’t owe a show of your former self 
to someone who just can’t wrap their head around your change."


♥ no copy cat please :)   © -Jean Lynn- I'm little bit of everything 2014

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