Detour
I painted light on Francine’s face. She’s so adorable. Her eyes look so sincere. That’s why I ruined this photo. Haha! Just a tiny experiment. Anyway…
My work is giving me a hard time now. I’m having headaches again, just like what I was having when I was stressed at my previous work. So I asked my boss that I want my old tasks back. I may be good at getting a bit organized, but I’m not good at handling stress. Plus, this is also a way of preparing myself for my detour from my detour.
Detour from my detour
4 years of entering the ‘world of pretensions’, I have proven nothing, and something at the same time. Advertising is full of white lies and pretensions. We should’ve been taught Plasticism at school – if I was to coin a term for kissing someone’s ass or telling them it’s easy when it’s not, or smiling at people you hate being with or having a conversation with someone you couldn’t care less about.
Anyhow, I was thinking of going back to school for an art i love. Unfortunately, there’s nothing this country could offer me. So I thought of following my friends’ footsteps to the land of Kangaroos. But then aside from too much initial $ out, I realized that the only schools I could get into were too far away from my friends. And I’m not ready yet to live on my own. So I’m taking a detour from this detour. Perhaps, that could wait.
I’m planning to take up MA but I’m not sure yet. Still inquiring. MA in what? I’m not so sure.. but I love kids. And teaching interests me. And my mother’s blood still runs through me. And learning sign language is cute. Haha. Go figure!
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