i want to have my own space

it's been long over due. i rily want my own space. for 29 years, i've been sharing the room with my brothers and sisters..imagine..an artist without her own room..it's plain insanity..what must i do to earn more? so that i can leave our house.. i share with our finances..that is why i can't leave..unless i find a new job, a better one..fast..God help me..my heart is drowning with so much sadness..

(the picture is not me.i dunno where i got this. i just copied and pasted.this is how sad i am).

time to get in shape

it's about time i get in shape.my waist is getting bigger.but my boobs is not getting fuller.i am quite persevered to make myself beautiful for myself, and to the world.so i will have confidence.i think that is not at all bad.and o yeah, i heard of the cheapest gluthathione i can buy at "healthy options." i think it would be nicer if my skin is fairer.

"enjoy the moment"

i rily have to learn how to enjoy the "now." i am too concerned about what the future will bring.

sometimes it's hard

sometimes it's hard to be an artist.what if you don't have the mood to design?or shall i say, it is not hard to be an artist...rather, it's hard when one is employed as an artist and you are ofcourse expected to design endlessly.but hey, i get to be paid. :)