Defy all Odds.

my directorial debut :) the most nerve-wracking (you have no idea!) and most fulfilling task i had for my tv prod class :))

that’s what its all about. defy all odds.

Still I Rise

Maya Angelou

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.

- this poem really got my attention. i like it.

“Today is yesterday’s tomorrow”

-Mr. Krabs :)

I was bored. I was restless. I was inspired. I came up with this. EpforLabs :)

jel (yellow), me (pink), clyde (purple) and jecca (blue)

Midnight Madness

It’s 12 am.

I know, it isn’t unusual for me to stay up this late an hour. Well, for goodness sake 12 am isn’t even late anymore! It’s early! This is my working hour. I know, it’s yours too. I don’t work well in the day. I like working when everybody’s asleep. It’s much quieter. It’s easier to fall asleep in the afternoon, than in the night. I can’t ever sleep early even when I’m very tired. Does that make me a night person? What do you think? Hmm..? Okay. I know. Stupid question.

I should really be doing something else right now.

Is blogging supposed to relieve stress? Because I’m still feeling stressed. This is fun though. Unleashing my creativity and stuff. I don’t really blog, so this is a first for me. I do write though, but it’s been a while since I did. I also keep a journal, which I rarely update. So there.

Okay…that was just random. Did all of that even make sense to you? Maybe next time it would. Or maybe it wouldn’t. Well you couldn’t do anything but read anyway so who cares? Maybe you’re not even reading at all. So why am I still writing? Who knows.

I should really start doing the thing I’m supposed to be doing. So. Goodbye. Or shall I say, till I blog again? Well, just you wait.