Winter holidays are near and I have finally reached the long-awaited vacation.
I have had an awful semester. Even if I tried to do my best, grades are going down down down. I'm tired again and pretty much annoyed.
Along with German courses, I have also got into some kind of drawing class. Drawing went pretty good so far, in my opinion. It really is a lot to do (difficult homework and difficult things during the class), but it's indeed worthy.
I might post some of the studies when I'll have some more time.
I intend to do lost of things during this short vacation. I just hope that I won't fall into some notorious laziness phase. It's a lot to repeat with German, some (more) stuff to do for school (the first week after is filled with test papers) and I also want to take care of my photographing skills.
I'm enthusiastic because of the holiday atmosphere. I can't wait to give all that is to be given. Even if that means being broke by the beginning of the 2009 and no Wacom by Spring.
Heh, fresh air. Nice weather and the Chaotic City seems more beautiful than ever.
I'm hoping for some snow on Christmas Eve, but there are few chances.
Assuming that I won't update this journal too soon, I'm wishing you all some wonderful holidays

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Thanks for faving Angels on a rainy day, it's really appreciated
You get cookies, and soda, and candy, and rainbows for making me happy
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...in my panties
It is truly a beautiful piece, very strange, with wonderful colours.
omg, cookies!!!
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That which does not kill us makes us wish we were dead
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...in my panties
The image was commissioned by a private group that wanted anonymity, and exclusivity.
I actually had to convince them that it was a good idea to make a tiny piece of the image public.
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Check out some awesome tutorials and add your own: ~TutorialsForYou and =TutorialsClub
Thank you so much for "A star is born" - [link] - on your fav...
I'm really happy that you appreciate one of my many pictures...
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"The photography acquires a little of dignity which misses her when it stops being a reproduction of the reality and shows us things which do not exist any more." Marcel Proust
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~Jozi~
~Nice eh? Cowboy!~
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That which does not kill us makes us wish we were dead
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