mother (acoustic) - anberlin

I can't tell you where we're going
I guess there was just no way of knowing
I used to think that the day would never come
I'd see delight in the shade of the morning sun
My morning sun is the drug that brings me near
To the childhood I lost, replaced by fear

doomsday count down, no need to its nearer than we all think it is.

illustration - not done
mounting of all F.As - not done
photography - not mounted a.k.a. not done

and it made my damn room messier than ever as if i couldn't take anymore..
and today we were fucking told after we all mounted on artcard (first) "envelope no need to mount on art card lahh." adds a laught.

i really fucking think he and she have a damn resemblance. speak with no sense then adds on with a laugh that just gives a that i-want-to-punch-you-in-your-face-then-throw-slippers-at-you kind of feeling.

no fucking kidding.
test prints and misprints. suffering a financial crisis now. dear levi's and vans and 50D... HOW AM I GONNA BUY YOU HOME??? T.T
[L-R] : laptop, stuffs, paper shreds, coffee that was warmed and cooled of in the fridge for 2 times, cut outs.

in sort M.E.S.S.

and slow internet just upsets your day even more.

FML.