Thursday, February 25, 2010

A Letter

To the mother of the child waiting for the train yesterday evening:

Please show some more concern for your daughter. Yesterday was a horrible day to catch a train as the North bound roads were blocked off for the celebration of the Edsa Revolution. You knew of this, didn't you?

I don't think trying to force yourself into a jam packed train, carrying for 5(?)-year-old daughter in your arms, was a good sense of judgment. I apologize for raising my voice in concern for her, making you miss that train, but if I didn't, your daughter would have gotten caught in the closing train doors.

Moreover, standing so close to the platform edge, why didn't you notice that your daughter's hand was reaching for the departing train? I'm sorry that I touched her, but really, would you rather I didn't and let her get dragged off at nearly 70mph?

She is a child. She doesn't know any better.
You are her mother. You are responsible for her.
You are responsible for yourself too, and should know when you need to ask for help.

You can threaten to call the police on me just for touching your daughter's arm to shield her out of harms way, despite what people around us witnessed... I don't care... just please, try to be more attentive to your child. She is still so young.

The world is a beautiful and cruel place. We know this... she doesn't.

I wish you all the best, as raising a child is a most difficult responsibility. Please do your best so that you will not have any regrets.

Stay Safe,

Sugary Sweet Sundaes

mote-mote page 12 by columbia khoI feel so nervous all of a sudden. *_*

I’m so behind on my pages that I feel like I’ll be missing deadline after deadline again. I need to break this habit and try to keep proper time management.

Unfortunately (or fortunately?), my sister and her husband arrived earlier this morning. This would mean sleepless nights of endless drabble that’ll cut my productivity in half. I’m trying to come up with ways to keep her at bay so I can try looking for a printing press in time for Komikon.

Well, that’s the plan anyway. I’m going to try and print limited copies of the digitally re-mastered edition of A.illusions Act One, and possibly Mote-Mote if I can afford it. I’m so nervous about the whole thing because… what if no one buys my books? That’ll be a disaster. But at the same time, this could be my last chance to try and sell some indis, which I’ve been wanting to do for the longest time.

I might just have to take a leap of faith… but I’m still nervous about the whole thing, haha!

In other news…

Sweetest Dreams by ~kurohiko on deviantART

I’ve always wanted to try my hand at drawing Trinity Blood. Good thing ~Laura28182 requested Abel for her prize~ x3

Friday, February 19, 2010

White Lady

Last February 8, my brother asked me to accompany him to his restaurant. There was a Feng Shuei Master coming to visit, and he wanted some help in listening to the suggestions and noting them down.

Of course, that was done in the morning… but I didn’t think I could make it to work for the afternoon anyway, so I tagged along with him the entire day. We stopped by a friend’s house in order to check on the progress on the repairs of her driveway. Don’t ask me why the gravel on her driveway’s in shambles. It just is. ._.;;;

But then, I was bored. I don’t anything about construction, so I walked around the house. One particular stone caught my interest for some reason or other, so I kicked it… and it left white marks on the gravel.

Upon closer inspection, it looked as if I found myself a new toy. x3 So I scribbled away and made this:

At first it was a phoenix I think… But I didn’t like it and started drawing from another angle. It sort of evolved from there…

…or maybe I did see a White Lady from the corner of my eye and began to draw her face subconsciously? Creepy when you think about it…

Anyway! I like how it turned out in the end… The tire tracks look like wings, and I didn’t intend them to be wings at all! I do miss drawing on the ground like a kid with a new set of chalks though, haha~

Yes, those are my shoes and legs. Guess you guys know what I look like now! xD

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Life is Like a Boat

mote-mote page 11 by columbia khoI am, quite literally, going crazy now. @_@;;;

I’m one page late in Mote-Mote, hahaha. Too many things are going on in the real world right now, that I have no time to work on personal projects. A shame when I feel so creative at the moment..! But I guess there’s a time for everything.

I’m hoping and praying that will push through. So far, things are looking good, though not in the pace I would prefer it. I’m just praying the decision I made was the correct one…

Ah! It would appear that I will be jobless for a few months. The very thought of it makes me panic! I think I’ll have to set up a paypal account and start accepting commissions in Deviant Art. Maybe open a few slots to see how it goes before going full throttle!

I would also have to find some way to help out my brother without gritting my teeth, lol. It’s one thing to be out of work, and other to work without payment. @o@;;;

You see how insane life can be? I wonder what sort of fortunes my year has with the year of the tiger? Hurr…

Friday, February 5, 2010

Kuroshitsuji The Musical: Part 2

I never thought I’d see the day…

Kuroshitsuji The Musical: Part 2 Announced!
Kuroshitsuji – The Most Beautiful DEATH in The World – The Shinigami that fell with a 1000 souls

kuroshitsuji the musicalThe Story - England, the 19th Century. The almighty butler Sebastian of the Phantomhive House: the “evil nobles” that are contracted to perform the Queen Victoria’s “underground” work. His true form is that of a demon. According to his contract with his young Master Ciel, a proudly independent boy who faces his cursed fate head-on, he becomes Ciel’s shadow and cleans up the incidents that occur in the underground society.

One day, the two set out to investigate an outbreak of random killings in London on the Queen’s orders. At the same time, the shinigami dispatch association, which is burdened with the task of “collecting souls”, has been troubled with a plague of “non-collectable souls”. The shinigami William knocks his subordinate Grelle, who does nothing but play hooky, over the head and leads the investigation with honor-student shinigami Allan and his friend Eric.

Demons, Shinigami, an incurable disease, a cursed past. The incident will entwine each of their destinies, as well as uncover the sad truth. Amongst all that, the curtain rises on the grand opera performance the viscount of Druitt is holding.

Can death visit on shinigami? Why can’t the souls be collected? Alongside the sad and painful investigation is a Noir Fantasy in which the strings are pulled by the Black Butler.

Official Site: Kuroshitsuji Stage
Translated by: Ann chan
From: otouto ja nai!

Someone tell me there's an English Subtitled version on that DVD! What is this unhealthy obsession of mine over demon-like bishounens? =_=;;; First Kaname and now Sebastian! Even though I still think Sebastian is going to eat me. –.-;;;