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Placing your head in a chopping board to know what it feels to be in his/her place, mimic one's person ability, illustrate his/her idea.
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Posted my drawings and so called arts.
Friday, November 5, 2010
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Marry Maid
In real life there is no such thing “duh”. And I bet if they exist they will never attend the open season. They don’t fit in cans and dinner plates. And they are too big to be your lunch.
I see some every now and then, it should be counted though they are not real.
Coming home from manila to Lopez, Quezon. On the way to Gumaca, Quezon you can a see a mermaid made of stone sitting on top of two rocks called Mag-asawang Bato. I don’t know what exactly the story behind those rocks. Try to ask some of the old hags there, maybe you can hear a great story. All I know is a couple was taken away by a big wave and then wave left a big two rocks. I should know the story I was born in Gumaca.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Happy Endings?
Peter Pan can fly but the airplanes do fall down and crash. Lucky can survive but most of the passengers died. People don’t need magic pan they just need safety in travelling.
Wendy and little John can fly using tinker bell’s pixie dust. They can travel anywhere in Neverland, compared to a kid who walks miles from their house to school just to attend his/her class every day. Sipag diba! Kamote for dinner.
Imagine how many fats can Jack and Jill can consume in eating too much chocolates, candies and breads. Good thing that they escaped from the witch and avoided from being the dinner. Are they aware of how many children are hungry in the street? A kid that has one meal in a day sometimes never eats anything at all.
Cinderella got the fairy god mother while homeless people, street children have DSWD for human trafficking and child labor. It’s a tie though Cinderella is much older than these kids.
Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall, fell down and broke into pieces. Then one day a man came and fixed him. I just wish that method can apply to heart breaks and broken families. But it’s not that easy, In real life we don’t have magic glues for relationship and magic band-aids for broken marriage.
Frog prince can play the golden ball with the princess but cats and dogs in the street are being killed and eaten by people. Trip lang nila ang asusena at siopao.
I used to be a big fan of fairy tale books because I’m inspired of the happy endings. Eventually growing up is more of endings than happiness. Now that I’m old enough I can only see the jokes in every fairy tale books. If only I knew that from the start, I will cut the pages and make a boat or plane made of paper instead. But I’m not that rude to ruin someone’s happy ending.
Let's be child once in a while.
Then if its happy then its not the end, Its only begun.
RITZ KID
In the office: a lady said “this is wrong, this is so so wrong” after receiving a letter from the front desk.
Girl bought a seven thou bag in Aldo
She wants a pair of slippers Christmas gift from Havaianas.
Year hectic with out of towns and out of the country shopping schedules.
Some of them love branded clothes and some of them appreciate so so clothes also. Good Thing
Braices are needed for teeth and they go to salon every once in a while.
Guy said: “dude you have to buy that shirt it fits you good”. “Are we good?” “Don’t you just hate traffic” “I’m staying here till seven coding ako Gosh!”.
She doesn’t recognize Jollibee, Mcdonalds and my favourite KFC.
A bedant student don’t know how to ride a jeep.
Saturday, October 23, 2010
My mind is blank
Don't ask me about the drawing, this is just one of those days that i'm blank and playing in front the laptop. It's a like microscopic blood eaten amoebas. I'm just damn blank for now.
Heart Cushion
God only knows when a heart can survive and the failures can be fatal when one can’t get out of the loneliness. Do you see the logic why the guy in “somewhere in time” movie decides to die when he no longer can bears the pain of losing the girl from another time. It will take a lifetime to understand someone’s situation when all you can do is to watch that person die every morning. It’s all about loving, losing and moving on. No one can skip the pain stage in every break-up and in every heart aches.
Thursday, October 21, 2010
NO TO GRAY AREAS
sabi ko nga... Is no to gray areas..
Again just go to paint application. Open a new file and click the button "brush" chose the lines and select the black color. Since black is more visible in white background. Obvious! and draw.. if your mind is drained of creative juice. Hahaha.. Don't hesitate to ask google for some pictures. Happy drawing day!
ZIG Bee in the pencil
December 11, 1982. It was my birthday. Lopez, Quezon. It was my birthplace and Ziegfred Cervantes Noscal is my name.
Remembering how I grew up could be painstaking but I can walk you through and I can walk you around my life up to how you can see me writing this autobiography.
I am a man of many definitions but mine and Mr. Webster might differ.
Being a kid is typical but living in a box made me different. I thought Lopez is a box, a rounded box.
I thought I will stay there all my life. It was my comfort zone.
I still see the back pages of our calendar, written with musical compositions that I need to memorize because I have a bandurria performance the next month after. It still resounds in me the voice of Soeur Surilla, as she repeatedly made us recite and pronounce words in certain accents. I can remember tiresome days and nights preparing for competitions and bagging the bacon right after. I can no longer count how many legs I had broken every time everyone wishes me luck but I will definitely not forget the time when ‘Nanay’ will make me a lipstick bronzer because I need to get up on a stage to deliver my valedictory address.
‘Nanay’ had high hopes that I will become a priest and I even thought so. Dare me to recite a mass and you will definitely lose your bet. So I started as a knight of the altar. But girls from the choir are singing too strong that right after grade school, I decided to start quitting the celibacy call.
PUP had been my teen and collegiate home and I am now starting to define my place, myself and my family. My ‘Nanay’ is an Escobar, but my middle name is Cervantes. So I had my share of walking out.
I know I sing but I didn’t know that I will be paid to sing. It paid my studies well. At this age, I already know how to strategize.
In my world, I think I’m okay. I wake up in the morning, walk to church, be an hour early in school, beat my butt out during the day, walk to church, then go home. Sounds right, right?
Everyone say high school years are your best years in life. But I don’t remember any of those years as best, but rather usual. I had my teenage heartbreaks, yes, and I had my time to even make a heart break, mind you.
College, for me, is purely academic. Mess up on your grade school, mess up on your high school, but never mess up on your college because this your Grade 1 to your life. Just like high school, every day is usual and getting a Latin honour is just usual. I’m a top-notch, remember?
Then the world began to open up. This is the world that I am not sure of. All I wanted to do is to graduate, and I am now a graduate. What’s next?
My credentials say I’m a top-notch but the world says I’m a toddler and I don’t even know how to walk yet. So I started my steps. I tried to unlearn and relearn everything. My box is gone. I thought life is straightforward but it is reading between the lines instead.
I started struggling, but meeting different people, who are just as struggling as you are, makes you a better person and a wiser individual.
The key to success is meeting the right people, being in the right place and surrounding yourself with the bests. Prerequisite though, is that, you must already knew yourself and what you want. That is the difficult part and that is step 1.
In my case, it has to be always scientific. Observe->make questions->draw your hypothesis->do your experiment->then conclude.
This is my guide. This can be your guide.
Step 2, define what success is to you. If you think success is money, find a high paying job, invest in cash flows, there are a lot of options. If success for you is happiness and peace, invest in your love ones, your partner, your friends, your family.
Step 3 then, is to open up your options. Often times you will fail, but consistently work on it and you will get it in His timing. The game is long. Being fast is just short time but being consistent, usually, makes the clincher.
Step 4. Continuously improve. Learn new tricks.
Step 5 is the easiest. Pray. Ask for guidance and that you will always be blessed. Share what you have and share it entirely. Without you knowing, it is all coming back to you, in ways you can never imagine.
Sharing you the Bio-Rhythm of a friend. :)
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