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I feel airy because my head has nothing inside. Much like this rabbit, waiting for its head to dry...
Tuesday, December 16, 2008Y

still here, stuck in a horror movie*

I have completed ONE drawing. yeah one drawing in 3 DAYS!!!! Oh my god...i cant believe i'm that slow. Come to think about it, i need to have 20 drawings for my portfolio and now i have only 5 or 6 that i can really be proud of. Argh!

the computer at home cant read pdf files so i cant memorise my SAT vocabulary. So i have nothing to do at home. Furthermore, i had finished reading 'Lolita' so i ( lucky me) found a book by Charlotte Bronte ( Jane Eyre) which is not translated and proceeded to read it when i'm bored. Speaking of 'Lolita', it is a rather disgusting book that seems to be written by a pedophile. I cant possibly imagine a 50 smth year old man lusting after nymphets. the way it was written seem comical but at the same time pathetic.

Mom isnt here yet so i cant go out cos everybody's so busy. there's a list of things i've yet to do.

*as to why i say this place looks like a perfect setting for a horror movie is because everything around here is coated with a thick layer of dust. At night, then the car cruisespast the trees they look like some ominous shadow. And they drooping leaves looks like some limpid seaweed draping the hull of a shipwhreck. Ah...gastly sight. I wouldnt dare walk alone at night cos, you see, the streets are pitch black.

ends at 12:39 PM