Thursday, 18 October 2012

Wheelie Art gone global.

My art work was shown at the Paralympic Games.  For more info. search for Paintability and like the page for daily updates about my art life.

Red

 I feel like I'm losing my mind but I'm still in my mind.  It's freaking me out.  It feels good to have a week off next week.  I seriously need it.  But I've been a busy bird since I have last posted.  Here's a little summary of how my week went.

Saturday I went to a Ronald McDonald House Charity Gala thingy.  I donated a painting to the live auction as well as another painting to the physical house at NUH.  Apparently this is the first time in a long time they've built a house in Singapore.  My presence was mandatory.  During cocktail hour or something like it, I spent most of the time listening to music and trying to drown out the other voices in the room.  Let me tell you there were a lot.   The dinner was entertaining.  They had a street type drum band perform first.  And while dinner was being served, well the first course, they played one of the longest I have ever heard of.  No vocals!  It was hard but I survived, unfortunately the food wasn't good.  It was healthy.  And to me healthy is poison.  To please my mother I tried a bit of every course.  It was good, bad, smelly and fancy all at once.  It was just so bad for me, I didn't even get to have dessert because my mom made me leave at 10..  Speeches were informational and long.  I could go on and on (hey I am only 14 I don't like speeches).  Probably the thing I liked best about the evening was the amazing bears they auctioned.


There was however a really great moment when I got a teddy bear from the McDonalds people.  She was dressed up like a character from Downton Abbey.  So I named her Downton.  She looked like the character that Maggie Smith plays.  I was hooked instantly.


Sunday! I slept with Downton Bear next to me.  I slept for most of the day or so I think.  I woke up, studied Biology, watched tv and while studying Biology I carelessly fell asleep.  But I woke up and relaxed the rest of the day.  Everything went smoothly, maybe because my siblings weren't there to disturb me when studying.  Or maybe not.




Monday.  I had the blues.  Everything was so long.  To me the classes I had were so much longer by lunch it felt like Wednesday.  But I pushed through.  Until around 3 ish where I completely fell apart.  I started to cry and ended up crying and embarrassing my brother.  It was one of those days that started out bad and got worse until I cracked and completely fell apart about everything.  I felt like I had no control over what I did and what I couldn't do.  So my brother cheered me up and sat next to me while we went home.  I was smiling by then.

Tuesday brought hope.  And less homework.

Wednesday I bonded.  Because it was PLAN testing for all 9th graders.  I ended up spending 3-4 hours in a room with only Mrs. Flores.  It was easy and hard at the same time.  It was easy because I ended up doing really well on the test.  It was hard because it was 3-4 hours.  But it was always early release so I ended up reading for 30 minutes and then went to continue to work on a mater piece at 2 o'clock.  I ended up painting for a really long time.  Over.  Two. Hours.  On a piece that isn't finished.  I'm good but not patient.  Or so I'm told.

Today was a good day.  I bumped my grade up in World History.  Which has been my goal.  So I am feeling really good even though I had a test in World History.  Math was good because I finished it before I was supposed to.  Spanish is hard.  It's harder to learn a language with a different grammar system as well as all of the rules of it.  But I tried my best and I will keep trying my best until I am a winner.  Like Charlie Sheen said "just keep winning" or something like that.

This is a summary of my week so far. Since the last blog this is what has happened.  I am so good at the moment I'm going to watch my sister perform which I said wouldn't do.

To leave you with words of wisdom and because I'm in the mood here is a  song by Taylor Swift that I think you will really like: Pay attention to the reference of colors to emotions. Enjoy





Toodles xoxo

Thursday, 11 October 2012

Change

Change is a very fickle thing.  You can never have too much but sometimes it gets overwhelming.  From changing schools or countries to changing your hair color or style, change is very different.  Whether it's good or not, is up to you.  The change in my life always seems to be dramatic.  It was big.  Since that change, everything that's changed since isn't as big.  Until my brother goes off to college.  That will be a BIG change.

This week I'm becoming nostalgic when it comes to Zach.  Every time I have lunch at school and I'm not in the same place as him, I try to get a sneak glimpse of him while he is having fun with his friends. He doesn't see me or at least I hope he doesn't.  But I see him.  And I know that for the rest of the day, I got a glimpse of Zach and he's alright.  With everything going on with me right now, it's important for me to get these glimpses so that he reminds me that I'm alright too.

My sister, however, I do not share this nostalgia with.  In fact, whenever I see her at school, it's as if we play a competition.  Who can act like the bigger pain in the ass?  Of course in my mind, she'll always win.  Maybe she doesn't see it as I do, but I always win in her mind too.  She is becoming more annoying and a bigger bigger sister.  She is trying to fill my shoes, even though I haven't gone anywhere.  Sometimes I wish she would remember how to be an 11 year old girl because she will always be my little sister - always.

Even though I talk the talk, they will always be my siblings and only I am allowed to make fun of them and pick on them.  Because it's my way of showing them that I am still here and I can still be the person I was.

This week in school, I've had a change in perspective.  For it finally hit me that I'm in high school and there is no room to mess up.  You always have to be on your game.  You always have to make sure that your mom doesn't see your grades.  Oops.  You always have to try your best and yet still try and be a kid.

Art helps me deal with this change.  And right now, it's doing a fantastic job.  I'm finally learning that art is my safe haven for all of my problems and that I truly go out of the art room better than I came in.

I know I'm late with this blog entry but with school being school, it's just finally getting around.

Until next time, ta-ta.

Monday, 1 October 2012

Entertainment. Gift or Curse?

I indulge in every bit of entertainment from watching something to reading a book for the whole day.  Either way I go, I always take it to the "extreme".  I guess that's my curse.  Whenever I have a temptation to watch a lot of tv I always end up getting yelled at for watching too much.  I would sit or lay in my bed and just read or watch from the minute I wake up until around 7 or 6 ish. That is on average over 10 or 11 hours every Sunday and big school break.  But I could never read or watch anything that is purely educational.  I think I would fall asleep faster than the title sequence would begin.  I suck at staying awake during those bits of boredom.  So I normally go to my "big extremes".  

My sister has now adopted my healthy habit.  But instead of reading its watching tv to going on her computer to going on her iphone.  I think I would break it so many times that there would be nothing left, not even a memory card.  It is driving me insane.  Every stupid second all I can see is her on her laptop or iphone or watching a tv.  I think to myself in that moment "she is my karma".   She is the personification of my parent's feelings when I go to my "extremes".  I understand but I'm still not going to change.  

Somehow my sister has figured out a way to take my "extremes" and make them more extreme.  If she goes on her laptop, it's like her laptop is her baby, she can't live without it.  If she is on her iphone, then we have to break it for her to realize she is on it too much.  If she is watching tv she mimics a character's personality and/or attitude as well as the catch phrase.  At the moment, she's in love with the tv show Awkward.  When I find the person who created this show I will sincerely thank him for ruining my life.  

Even though I have "extremes" I know what's good for me and what I need to do.  I don't really get much of a chance to have my own independence about what I do.  So whenever I go to my "extremes" I do it because it is the only way I'm doing something for me and not caring about the consequences.  I love to read. I love to watch tv and movies.  But I also love my family for some unforeseeable reason.  So whenever they say I am taking it too far I usually listen.  Usually.  

Until next time, ta ta.