Showing posts with label I have no life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label I have no life. Show all posts

09/09/2014

adatok 002


Well don't have to worry about that now. Some dirty scam (eheom...) thought he should fire me and at the same time trash me forever with some fat lies. Like he always does.

17/10/2013

Fragments From My Sketchbook

E136




Something I'm really thankful to God is saving me until now from having a smartphone. Actually I'm a bit amazed that I still manage to live without it, that is kind of unbelievable these days. So having ‘I have no life’ as the 4th most frequent tag in my blog might not be fair to these guys

23/06/2013

Fragments From My Sketchbook

E41


You know what they always say: “You are beautiful! You are special! You. Are. Perfect!”... And somehow the weirder you are, the more often you hear this. And of course you try to be a good girl and believe it, because that is how you should think these days... But the thing is, you can't actually force yourself to think that way. Because the brain doesn't work like that. You can write it on your mirror, you can murmur it constantly like a mantra, you can sing songs about it, but really... it doesn't work. Wanna know why? You're gonna hate me for that, but

Because it's not true.

Noone is perfect, let's deal with it. In my opinion the thing everyone should tell themselves sounds more like this:

You're not perfect.
And it's OK.

Well Miranda Hart is the least perfect person in the world – like ever! Just start watching the show, you will find you cannot possibly “out-unperfect” her. Besides it's a great fun to watch on a boring evening when all your friends are with their dates and you're done having serious conversations with your fruit friends or doing karaoke with your hoover boyfriend. Such fun! Such fun such fun such fun such fun such fun...

08/06/2013

Fragments From My Sketchbook

E38


Cos that's what good christian girls do at the age of 26. Not sitting on their just a tiny bit bigger than normal butts, surrounded by cats drinking a cup of chinese tea and reading about calligraphic impacts on the early 1950s letterforms.
See also: 07/15/2012

20/01/2013

Invitation. To love.

So I decided not to continue my 365 Illustration Project the way I did it (my other option was to scratch out sleeping from my daily schedule). But I still feel the need of doing something similar, and sometimes, only sometimes, even doing it similarly to the “good old days”. Now I'll show you some of these (don't mock the topics. I'm still an isolated freakish spinster, so what.)





Until the next episode of “fragments from my sketchbook”,


yours sincerely