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Music Junkie, Impulsive Glutton, Art Whore.
I'm a Sinner, I'm a Saint
I do not feel ashamed.
Why go through life unnoticed?
Its an awfully big world
And this is where I belong in it.
I design, doodle, draw. Eat sweets like breathing.
Write for nothing. Dream about everything.
It doesn't make me special but it could make me different.
Im currently an art student in Manila. I'm part Chinese, Spanish, and Filipino.
I'm a Realist Idealist. Stereotypes bore me ultimately-zzzzz.
I've b
And oh, my name is Nicole.
& I've been hated and appreciated.
-*Big things start from small things.
Friday, May 22, 2009, 1:27 AM
Happy NEVER After is not for me.
I'll have my NY Loft, my Hello Kitty Kitchenware, Old torn french vintage wallpapers
Self-Motivation Indeed!
All Hail Alexander McQueen
Thursday, May 21, 2009, 2:51 AM
I think I'm in love with you.
To think that a son of a taxi driver would be one of the most influential fashion designers there is out there.
Awkward, different, passionate and BEAUTIFUL.
I love Alexander McQueen's unconventional contemporary take on fashion.
Never afraid to speak his mind out, he was called the Hooligan of the English fashion industry.
He started out making dresses for his younger sisters at a tender age then landed himself an apprenticeship with famous theatrical costumiers.
It wasn't long until he finally found himself in the big industry when he finally became the head designer of Givenchy in 1996 after John Galliano. He didn't have much success with it after he called the founder of Givenchy as "irrelevant". LOL.
Nevertheless, I still love him.
Here's a few of my favorites from his latest collection.
Aside from womenswear, Alexander McQueen also has a talent for creating accessories, shoes, and bags. These are among my favorites.
Not only that, but he also makes menswear! Awesome? IKR.
Not to mention, a knack for make-up. Yummy.
Here are more of my favorites.
Beautiful, awkward, and different. Just the way I love it.
Red is my favorite color.
Madhatter tea party anyone?
FIERY
I Fought the War but the War wont Stop for the Love of GOD
Wednesday, May 20, 2009, 2:43 PM
I cant help but wonder as the days and nights pass by, how much more does time need to devour before i can truly say that I am in my right place.
Like the Strokes said, Is This It?
I've been sky-rocketting and free falling all over the place and the feeling of this miss independent phaseSure is fulfilling but is it what i really want?
Situations put us in a state that paralyzes us. May it be an end to a relationship, to a school year, or even an injury, itcan either make or break us. Crying over spilled milk should make no sense but it has made more sense to me than ever this year.I got my heart broken, my morality broken, my good daughter and student image broken, my knee broken, and if that wasnt even enough,6 months later I broke my ankles on both feet.
I've got soul but I'm not a soldier. I guess what I'm trying to say, or ask rather, is WHY and I know this may sound selfish Of me to whine and drama over something so irrelevant compared to the more complications happening in our world today (like Swine Flu), but I can't help but feel like I've been pushed back into a blackhole beyond space and time after I miraculously just got out of it.
I've always seen myself as a strong person, but I guess I'm just unfortunate, but blessed. I've got a good pampered life, solid friends, a firm grasp on who I am and what I want but where are the fruits of my labor? Will it come?
I've always said that as long as you're good, good things will come to you but until how long do we have to wait for things to fall into place? How will it come, in what form? Will it be too late to cherish since I've always been habitually late in life?
And if it does come..
Will it last?
Hopefully, I find the answers I'm looking for.
Time, I've always had a problem with you.
Faith, how fickle-minded of you.
Love-- this isn't about you anymore.
Well atleast, not right now.
-& oh about the picture,
its something I edited before
for a book report based
on the book
Too Much Too Late
by Marc Spits
Lip Service
Saturday, May 9, 2009, 2:25 AM
I've always been into art ever since I was young. I've never really been good at traditional art but I've always been into doodling and drawing with all sorts of things-- even lipstick. So here's some of the stuff I've created.
I chose to take up an art course to prove that people can be successful in doing what they love that doesn't require a PhD or a Bachelor's degree.
I may not be at the top of my game right now, but soon I will be and hopefully, it will take me places that I've never even imagined.
Why Quit On Something You Love?
Tuesday, May 5, 2009, 12:16 PM
LSS: Skeleton Boy - Friendly Fires
I've been up and down, in and out, but I'm back into blogging again. I've decided to put all my creative outputs here as well as a bit of my journal. I've been insomniac and injured lately so this may help kill time.
I got into a go-carting accident lately.
Someone from behind hit me while I was doing a sharp curve so I rammed into a wall. What a waste, I particularly even liked my outfit that day.
I was wearing my purple Zoo York Cap, my Blondie H&M Tank, my pink vans and my favorite pair of black skinny jeans had to get cut because my ankles had to get casted.
My right ankle got better so now, I'm left with my left one. I can't wait to get back into shape so I can hopefully go to the gym for therapy and play football again.
Everything in my life seems like such a big wait lately.
I'm waiting to fully recover, I'm waiting for school to start again,I'm waiting for someone, I'm waiting for my 19th birthday on the 26th of May,I'm waiting for my parents to grow up, but most of all, I've always been waiting to have my big break from all the fuss.
Ironically, I guess I got it---in the worst way possible. Exhibit A:
Nevertheless, you can break my bones, you can break my heart, but you can't break my spirit.
"Your love is out
Believing despite the loss
Give me your hand
Lets face this night and see it through"