Nadz-37

Well. Right. Not as if anyone reads this. -_-' ANYCASE. The last time I updated my journal I was still an measly exchange student in Chile, Santiago stuttering on my horrible spanish. Now I am a measly Graphic Design First year stumbling on my horrible precision skills back in South Africa. I love what I'm doing and Ive finally started finding the motivation to paint and be creative again. I absolutely love my classes. I'll posting some of the stuff we had to do up soon, I have to admit, my marks aint looking so good now, but I think next term will go better now that I'm starting to get a hang of it. I'd love to go on a pretentiou

Life is like a colour-book, and we are the colourist. We're born with our life all drawn out; grow up, go to school, get married, have kids, experience love, experience grief and hate, and ya da ya. What we do with it is up to how we colour it. Some people skip the page they dont like, others find it missing. Some colourists are perfectionists and never crosses a line while others are wild. Just remember, you have one colour-book, live it out, just don't destroy it too soon.