Danabelle in Chrysalis Shorts

I think that I've finally figured out what and why.

I guess, I'll just have to wait for it to crack. Forcing it won't help. It'll just break me even more.

Do you know what I mean?

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I've finally realized that the best way to go about this (now almost a year old) plan, is to just write a simple screenplay, no frills, just a simple script full of conviction filled with powerful and playful words... I think that would prove to be great big fantastic fun. I can't wait. Hihi.

I need a male-type actor who's willing to work for fun. I'll feed you... Whatever you want... Wag lang adabang mahnak... Bagsak ang cooking skills ko dun.

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Last year...


And I can't tell you how apt this picture is... It's just apt. Fantastically and irrevocably apt.

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Am I the only person who liked the movie Closer? Haha. I really liked it. The script clicked and the wit was succinct. And I don't swear so much, but darn that movie had fabulous lines. Tsk.

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Here's a choice... Stairs, room, or outdoorsy. :) Outdoorsy seems like a fabulous idea, but where? Stairs, I think are the best choice though. :) Hihi. Or an abandoned house. Mmmm...

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Can you tell that I can't stop talking about this? Haha. Tsk.

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I want to get moving on the "art imitating art" series... Bago tuluyang amagin ang creativity ko. Blahahaha. Tsk.

I need to get paint... And a mirror. Hihihi.

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The other day, I saw sunflowers growing on the side of the road. It brought a smile to my face and memories to my mind.

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Last night, I felt so fraudulent. Maybe, it's because I was sleepy, but maybe it's because it's true. Maybe I really am a fraud and I trick people into thinking that I am what I am. But is it my fault? Is it my fault that their assumptions are incorrect? Is it my fault that I am easily swayed and I fall into their views and believe their assumptions that I forget I am just a girl trying to grasp and hold onto normalcy while trying to maintain the balance of my sanity...

No. I'm not an artist. I just like to pretend that I am... So, I can write long winded blogs saying how fraudulent I feel when people start to believe me.