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Print 2 Mid-Critique for Personal Assignment

Scupture 1 Final Critique Multiples Assignment

Design 2 Final Critique 100 images Assignment

Game Design and Theory - Group Game Presentation and 10-page essay

How and Why of Computing - Wikipedia Assignment

Print Media 2 Final Critique

How and Why of Computing Final Exam

Why cant I do anything
Anything for you
I say that I love you so
Still Im not see-through

Oh, my Lord why must I be
Loving me so selfishly?
Jesus died and made me whole
Yet I dont live for thee

Why cant I just listen close
Closely to your words
In one ear and out it goes
and I speak absurd

God, you pick me up again
Fallen, beaten, bruised in sin
Then I turn my back again
Doing what I choose

Lord, your glory fills the earth
More than thoughts can say
Still I spit right in your face
Still I act okay

Lover of us sinners, you
Ate and broke your bread
We deserved to live your pain
But you still died instead

.... I'm so sorry. So sorry. Why oh why do I keep hurting you?

I remember those times when I've always had my fists up ready to shut up the people who are ready to take me down. It seems so far, but I'm not that much wiser or older from where I was. I am at a point in my life where God is becoming more real in every single thing that I do. And slowly, that is transforming my fists into open palm stretched out to surrender.

I'm still making this work in my life. Everyday, God teaches me something that breaks me. He uses painful experiences, struggles within the ministries, and other people to point out what I'm doing wrong. It drains me and makes me cry so hard. Still sometimes I put my fist up until I realize I am stopping God working in me. I am preventing God to shape me to a person that I'm supposed to be.

God maybe using someone to correct me not to hurt me purposely, but to beautifully change me. I used to think that other people don't have the right to call me such and such... but they, the godly Christian people, did and they still do. Because that's when God talks to me. And God has every right to anything.

I am finally and slowly moving away from Tabulas by uploading and posting my art work somewhere else.

I'm still getting used to the change, but I can actually have more than one blog under one username w/c I find very cool. =)

Another change is actually getting my art out there... somewhere over the wires and waves? Well it's on the internet and it cannot be anymore public than that. I was pretty insecure with my skills as an artist ... w/c is why presentations are the worst. I feel like I want to hide and disappear when I show my artwork. BUT YOU KNOW WHAT?! I got this gift from God for a reason... and if I keep it to myself then it wouldn't be much of a ministry. So I gotta get used to this. I have to be less sensitive about it.

So my art is finally organized. The rest of the room needs some work though. Haha!

That is a poetic way of saying, I have an extremely messy room...

My artwork is all over the floor.

I need to document and archive my art properly...

Actually I need to take care of it properly. LOL

I need a portfolio.

LOL. Yeah, Totally not blog-worthy.