I really like the holidays. Thanksgiving and Christmas. Maybe because I can do so much more about it now a days than was given to me when I was a kid.
As a kid, all I wanted was a normal Christmas and Thanksgiving like you see on television, but because of the house I grew up in, that wasn't possible. Now as a more grown up person, I can make whatever I want happen.
I think that family and or friends should be together, no matter how anti social you feel. People hate it usually because they've never had that sort of atmosphere, and it's probably one of the most, in my mind, wonderful feelings you could ever have. Being surrounded by people you actually care about, sharing stories, laughs, and good food. There really is nothing like it, and once you've experienced it for real, you'll always want it and the holidays will always give you joy. It sounds corny as hell, but that's really how I feel.
I usually can't wait till this time of year because it genuinely feels different from every other part of the year. The way people act is usually different, and everything's just... warmer despite the cold weather.
Everyone should have the opportunity to have a Christmas, and I believe that everyone deserves one.

So Yeah.

So. I've been really excited to transfer to Ai. Which will be happening, hopefully in the summer, and because of that, I've been trying to practice as much as I can, so I don't suck anymore and I get a head jump. I really don't want to be average anymore, so it's time to get awesome.

So here are some recent drawings. In my product design class, we're drawing compound shapes [shapes that go in more than one direction at once] and drawing contour lines to show it's shape. And I found out that my friend that I made in my sketching class is a total idiot, but going into entertainment design as well. And he has some pretty cool robot shapes. With that I realized that I haven't tried drawing robots. So here are some robots, compound shapes, and a drawing of a person, because I learned how to color people from my sketching teacher.

This is the compound shape/contour line exercise. It started off with tear shapes, and simple shapes.

So this is my 'travel buggy.' You sit in the pod at the top, and it runs around for you.

These are some of the later compound shapes. I was getting tired of the tear drop shapes, so I wanted to do more interesting stuff, and they started to look like spaceships after a while.

This Is my friend Jeannie. Sort of. We had lunch and doing homework and I decided to draw her for fun.

And this is an egg battle robot. 'Eggy.' It looks like an egg. I should make some battle bacon...

Well that's really all for now. There are more, but unless the three people that read this blog want to look through 40 some odd pages of speed form/compound shapes, I don't think I'll post those. Good night everyone.

Another year.

So I turned 23 yesterday. That was interesting enough. Good day all in all. Nothing bad happened. But I guess it's a good time to evaluate what I did this year. Not a lot. Hah. But, as well as nothing happening, all the stuff I always prayed for to better myself had come to pass this year. To know what I want to do in life, to be more disciplined, to have motivation and drive, the ability to work hard. I discovered that what I really wanted to pursue in life is art. I took a class called rendering, after being pushed to take it constantly by Seto, but it was the best thing ever. It made me realize how much I love doing this stuff, as well as learning what it means to work hard and do things the best I can. Stan's a good teacher.
So all in all, this year has been a good change in me I guess. I only hope I can golorify God through all this. I hope that I won't be doing this completely for myself, but as an act of worship to him. He's a good guy. I can only thank him for all the opportunities he's given me this past yaer, and all the times he's saved my butt from anything and everything.
Yeah. I'm 23 now. I'm old. Well, I'm getting there atleast.

So I ran into this a few days ago.

RANDOM THOUGHTS - 25-35 YEAR OLDS...

Is it just me, or are 80% of the faces in the "people you may know" feature on Facebook, people that I do know, but I deliberately choose not to be friends with?

You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you've made up your mind that you just aren't doing anything productive for the rest of the day.

Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realise you're wrong.

I don't understand the purpose of the line, "I don't need to drink to have fun." Great, no one does. But why start a fire with flint and sticks when they've invented the lighter?

Have you ever been walking down the street and realised that you're going in the complete opposite direction of where you are supposed to be going? But instead of just turning a 180 and walking back in the direction from which you came, you have to first do something like check your watch or phone or make a grand arm gesture and mutter to yourself to ensure that no one in the surrounding area thinks you're crazy by randomly switching directions on the sidewalk.

I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.

The letters T and G are very close to each other on a keyboard. This recently became all too apparent to me and consequently I will never be ending a work email with the phrase "Regards" again.

Do you remember when you were a kid, playing Nintendo and it wouldn't work? You take the cartridge out, blow in it and that would magically fix the problem. Every kid did that, but how did we all know how to fix the problem? There were no internet or message boards or FAQ's. We just figured it out. Today's kids are soft.

There is a great need for sarcasm font.

Sometimes, I'll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and suddenly realise I had no idea what the fuck was going on when I first saw it.

I think everyone has a movie that they love so much, it actually becomes stressful to watch it with other people. I'll end up wasting 90 minutes shiftily glancing around to confirm that everyone's definitely watching and laughing at the right parts.

How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?

I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.

I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.

The only time I look forward to a red light is when I'm trying to finish a text.

Was learning cursive really necessary?

LOL has gone from meaning, "laugh out loud" to "I have nothing else to say".

I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.

Whenever someone says "I'm not book smart, but I'm street smart", all I hear is "I'm not real smart, but I'm imaginary smart".

How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod and smile because you still didn't hear what they said?

I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars teams up to prevent a dick from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers!

While driving yesterday I saw a banana peel in the road and instinctively swerved to avoid it... thanks Mario Kart.

Every time I have to spell a word over the phone using 'as in' examples, I will undoubtedly draw a blank and sound like a complete idiot. Today I had to spell my boss's last name to an client and said "Yes that's G as in...(10 second lapse)... ummm... Goonies".

Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.

I find it hard to believe there are actually people who get in the shower first and THEN turn on the water.

Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.

I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars teams up to prevent a dick from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers!

I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.

Bad decisions make good stories.

Whenever I'm Facebook stalking someone and I find out that their profile is public I feel like a kid on Christmas morning who just got the Red Ryder BB gun that I always wanted. 546 pictures? Don't mind if I do!

Is it just me or do high school girls get sluttier and sluttier every year?

Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don't want to have to restart my collection.

As a driver I hate pedestrians and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.

There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.

I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.

"Do not machine wash or tumble dry" means I will never wash this ever.

I hate being the one with the remote in a room full of people watching TV. There's so much pressure. 'I love this show, but will they judge me if I keep it on? I bet everyone is wishing we weren't watching this. It's only a matter of time before they all get up and leave the room. Will we still be friends after this?'

I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Darnit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What'd you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone and run away?

I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.

When I meet a new girl, I'm terrified of mentioning something she hasn't already told me but that I have learned from some light internet stalking.

I like all of the music in my iTunes, except when it's on shuffle, then I like about one in every fifteen songs in my iTunes.

Why is a school zone 40km/h? That seems like the optimal cruising speed for paedophiles...

Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.

I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.

Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, finding their cell phone, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey - but I'd bet my ass everyone can find and push the Snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time every time...

I wonder if cops ever get pissed off at the fact that everyone they drive behind obeys the speed limit.

I think the freezer deserves a light as well.

More often than not, when someone is telling me a story all I can think about is that I can't wait for them to finish so that I can tell my own story that's not only better, but also more directly involves me.

The other night I ordered takeaway. When I looked in the bag, I saw they had included four sets of plastic cutlery. In other words, someone at the restaurant packed my order, took a second to think about it, and then estimated that there must be at least four people eating to require such a large amount of food. Too bad I was eating by myself. There's nothing like being made to feel like a fat bastard before dinner.

I thought this was probably one of the greatest things ever. It does make me feel a tad older because I know everything they're talking about. But this makes me feel better.

It's been a long month.

I don't mean to be a whiny little biotch, but sometimes, people just gotta let it out. I confessed to a girl that I really liked, first of all, she acted normal, then slowly started to stop talking to me, then all of a sudden I said something against her opinion, and now she refuses to acknowledge my existence. Which is extremely irritating.
I found out my 'best friend' has me on the lowest priority setting. Tried to kick me out of a house that wasn't his to protect the feelings of that girl. Which I found out later his intention wasn't to kick me out, but it sure as hell felt like it. Had a long talk with him about things.
I'm broke as hell and the family is getting close to the brokeness. I still need to get a laptop and a tablet. Which I'm saving for. No toys. Great.
I love my little brother to death, but he can be a prick a lot of the time.
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Better.
People irritate me. I'm usually able to deal with it, but as of late I find myself wanting to throttle the people with low intelligence levels that refuse to acknowledge common sense and can't seem to find the right answers to the situations they're put in. As well as the people that are really really rude. Remember the cardinal rule kids, "Don't.. fuck with people that handle your food."
Gosh the people in L.A. are douche bags. It just reinforces my want to leave this place. I hate the hustle and bustle, along with people that always need to justify everything they do by telling people about what they do, then trying to explain how difficult it is. I don't give a frak. At all. It's surprising how little I care about the stuff that the people I don't personally care about, do.
As well, I think this whole cynical, apathetic attitude I'm developing is taking a toll on my emotional and social life. I'm becoming socially retarded in the fact that I don't like approaching new people and acting happy and giddy. It's annoying. Seriously.
I also see that a lot of the people I'm around, constantly condescend me. That's irritating. Very much so. I've talked to most of them. And I will put them in their place the next time it happens.
Holy crap, I'm an angry child. I should get some cheese for my whine.

On a side note, I started watching Battlestar Galactica. HOLY FRAK, that show is frakking awesome. Staying up till 4:30am and having to wake up at 9:45am heading to a 10 hour work day is totally not a problem when I watch Battlestar Galactica. I wouldn't mind fighting under the command of Commander Adama. He's a freaking badass.
Well I'm done for now. I'll post up some drawings soon.
So say we all.

Lots of stuff

So I'm here in Seattle. Having a Fantastic time up here by the way. Almost drowned. That wasn't fun. At all. It was in a lake. Where ducks congregate. And take multiple shits. It was not tastey water. Nor was it pleasant smelling. Made some new friends, almost punched one in the face. I ate a lot, until the point of wanting to throw up. Then I worked out one day, until the point of wanting to throw up. Pae is the funniest thai guy ever. Idiot. And my little cousin is still quite heavy. And my other cousin Justin, says hello apparently. That's about it.

So I have to rant. Big woop.

So earlier in the semester, I made the complete sucker punch decision to drop everything and pursue art. So I gave up trying to do mechanical engineering, econ, and all the boring stuff for something I really loved growing up. More of when I was a kid though, my parents highly discouraged it because I was pretty good when I was younger and they thought it would be a problem, but that's another story. So I've made the choice to pursue art fully, and probably do a little music on the side, though it's not really as huge a priority as it used to be in my life. I still love it as much as I do art though.
And in the past couple months since of made the choice, I've gone through and incredible load of ups and downs. There are times when I do renderings very well and I feel awesome. But there are times when I don't do them so well, and I feel crappy because I know I can do better. Along with getting discouraged by the family, especially my mother. Who always brings out the, "why can't you become a nurse like your two brothers" speech. It's very discouraging, especially because she does this knowing how much all this stuff means to me. And I told her I was doing art, and she said it was okay, now she seems to enjoy putting me down for it, and saying crap like that. Oh well, that's how it's always been, my two brothers get Toaster Strudels, and I get burnt toast.
There needs to be away to build confidence in what I do. Especially since it seems I'm getting such a late start on this art thing. My friends Andrew Seto, and Christine seem to be a big help in motivation. By seeing what Andrew can do, inspires me to be better. Christine's ability to do things with different mediums by trying really hard. And other people. To do that, I need to break these horrible habits that I have in being lazy and watching television when I know I can be practicing.
I wondering if I can be good enough to do this. I need to make myself better. I need to force myself to be better than the people I encounter. It's not really an option anyways.
My art teacher Stan said, "there are a million people going to do the same thing you are, so why be average?" That's very true.


Man that was stupid emo rant. Wellp. Time to get on it.