We can always be a little better each day.

JOY.
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She thinks age is relative. If she were to be perfectly honest, she'll tell you she actually thinks she's an old soul. Her energy, though, says otherwise. She's a double major in Politics and Psychology, but her biggest dream is to work for National Geographic.

She'll never admit it to anyone, but she's always wanted to be a princess, and no, not the Disney kind. She loves anything Arabic and Russian, and she likes chocolate more than she likes a lot of things, and there are a lot of things she likes. She likes cameras, the military, dogs, Lego, Batman, and Harry Potter.

On random days, she refers to herself in the third person, and people think it's weird. She doesn't care, though, a friend once told her that weird is good.

Her mind's essentially Hotel California.





Young. Christian. Happy.

She's a Youth For Christ.

That's not to say she's a holy person, or that she's a righteous one. All it actually means is that she believes in living her life for something far greater than who she is. People sometimes look at her with scorn, especially since she lives in a world where no one wants to get associated with religion, but she doesn't mind.

Because everyday she's becoming a better version of herself.




Some days I believe we can rule the world.

She can't be angry. She tries, but she just can't. The simplest, shallowest things make her laugh. Mess with her friends, though, and she'll rush to you and make you remember why that wasn't such a good idea.

She's boyish, which can be because she has a lot of guy friends more than she has girls, but the ones here below, she's been friends with them since forever.

And she's planning to keep it that way.

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“Oh! The places you can go!”

Magical Gaiman
Monday, May 21, 2012 || 8:29 PM

A few weeks before school resumes and I have been feeling a bit lethargic, at least when it comes to writing and drawing. I'd like to believe that it's because I'm enjoying too much, but that would be self-defeating, since I'm usually more inclined to write when I know I have too much bottled up inside me.

As I lay in bed last night, looking at the paper cranes I had installed in my ceiling (I was supposed to make a thousand in lieu of the quake in Japan a year ago, but I got caught up in the whirlwind of events last year to properly finish the paper-folding), I realized it was because I felt severely inferior to people who were more artistically inclined than I was - or than I'd ever hope to be.

But then I woke up today, and I heard this:

Transcript here: http://uarts.edu/neil-gaiman-keynote-address

...and then I realized whatever I was doing now - whatever I've done and continue to dream to become - I deserve to do. Whatever my fears, my feelings of inadequacy... whatever I think I can't accomplish, I'll be able to surpass.

After all, all I have to do is do what I love doing best - art.

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