Why would you let me stay here?

Ding ding ding! Since most of my first DIY projects were all failures (in my eye), here's one that seemed to go out well. Sorry if the other pictures seemed to be different from the others, the others were shot at night, and I don't even have the necessary photography skills to make it lit worthy. I saw a lot of old clothes my Dad used to wear. I got curious about the pile of clothes so I called my Mom to help me clean it up, imagine my enthusiasm once I saw this shirt! I actually got interested because of the skinny stripes of this one.  So I had the initial intentions to make this as a dress since it was long enough to hide my unwanted peek-a-boos. I cut through the sleeves, as other tutorials from YouTube have taught me.  Since the arm hole was way bigger than what I expected it to be, I decided to join the sides together.  Used the cloths from the sleeves that I had cut from.  TA-DAH! You saw what I did there, ya? ...

Tryin' what a light post could do to a 200 iso film at night; + burn. A blurry + grainy shot of a statue elephant. Close up: fast moving car turning into light streaks. Light streaks from the sun + a shadow of my friend somewhere along the leaves. Obvious failed attempt to hold on to a cloud. The mixture of colored pens + plastic cover = DIY colored lens; + burns. Obvious intersection of people-over-people. I swear to you that the fading pink flower was my main subject. NOT Once again, the leaves were my subject. *sarcasm* Life isn't this dark and orange-y. Light streaks from the stairs. You know how certain subscriptions on the web gave you monthly mail about their website? Well, the Lomography website gave a web magazine sometime last month and (don't screw what I'm about to say) I had just recently opened the links connected to the mail. Talk about late! But I guess reading from it, makes me miss...

“Being tender and open is beautiful. As a woman, I feel continually shhh’ed. Too sensitive. Too mushy. Too wishy washy. Blah blah. Don’t let someone steal your tenderness. Don’t allow the coldness and fear of others to tarnish your perfectly vulnerable beating heart. Nothing is more powerful than allowing yourself to truly be affected by things. Whether it’s a song, a stranger, a mountain, a rain drop, a tea kettle, an article, a sentence, a footstep, feel it all – look around you. All of this is for you. Take it and have gratitude. Give it and feel love."   -  Zooey Deschanel I found this quote on one of the blogs that I follow, and I realized how open girls usually are. But as for me, I think I'm becoming less of it. In some way, I think I'm turning into a stone –a Stonehenge to be exact –big and lost in an indescribable world .  And with that, I'll depart for a week of soul searching in this Holy Week that's coming. I really hope to bring my spirits back...

After reading an article on  http://crushable.com/relationships/textual-healing-could-giving-up-daily-texts-lead-to-something-better/ , I decided to do this challenge. Not only will it lessen my time pressing the keypads of my phone, but it will also give credit to the purpose of actually having a cellphone. I decide to do this for a week, because it cannot be a possible thing to do it for a month. It is either my dad's going to kill me, or I won't be able to reply to anyone who texts me. If this works, I will probably do this every week, with a different challenge, of course.