Guess All We Really Need Is To Let Our Hearts Rest For A While. It Gets Severely Tired Due To Life In

Guess all we really need is to let our hearts rest for a while. It gets severely tired due to life in general but it will eventually find its way back to its tender form. May we allow situations to change for the better, always.

I hope you become both. The bad and the good. May you seek yourself more, understand the importance of in-betweens. It never runs out. It is filled, unconsciously by the days we define as empty. It is not, it is not.

Lowkey don't want to admit this but work feels a lot like home. Especially now, we’re redecorating the studio with Christmas lights.

*kilig*

Done with my deck!

Recently there has been a lot of good news going around. Right after I went to my previous university and felt a bit emotional about the whole comeback drama. I got a call from Assumption College and they offered me a teaching job! I literally jumped out of joy when I got it. Euphoria! It’s exciting because it’s going to be an all-year out handling calligraphy/lettering classes and implementing creative school activities for the junior high & senior high. I’m scheduled every Thursdays for a two-hour class in Makati. I just started out last week and I’m feeling really fulfilled with my career path. Can’t believe that I’m still here, learning and having all these surprising opportunities where I am able to talk about art and share what I know with the youth. I find myself here, still, fluorishing slowly in the little ways I can’t fathom. It’s happening. I was never in control, this is all a blessing. Who says passion can’t make a living? This is where I am now. Thinking about it, I weep out of luck and I have grown to love what I do.

*Channeling my inner Jessica Day*

I got two jobs. Nope, I am not complaining. :)

Eventually, you’re not gonna look for the exaggerated attention or glory. That’s never the right end-goal. It’s always going to be about authenticity, kinda weighs more really.

Para sa mga gabi na blanko, humuhugot pilit ng mga ideya sa taong di naman kilala. Konsepto, yun ka. Yun ka lang.