After all my blog-girls have supplied in recent days their blogs with a blog post, I feel almost obliged to do something more or less witty publish in my "online diary". There is much to tell, however. I had last week off, I wanted to spend really good way to learn to auditing -... well, as they say, the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak. (And if I'm honest, was actually really willing to do neither ...) A little bit of what have but I still managed, but I was still disappointed in me, had expected more from me. So now it's back to learning to write applications and finally to the times, not least, to the develop the story board for my test piece. "Stones and Hands" is the theme and I'm quite happy with my approach. I'll give more details yet, will sometimes decry anything. Anyway, I'm with Tim a good "Assi" ;-) on the page - ever calmed tremendously, but I'm still happy and make three crosses, when everything is finished. On average I am looking forward - well, actually to turning it. I'm just afraid that something unforeseen crops up and not turn so runs as I would like to. But prophecies we do not want it! Think positive. Poooositiv think! And then the check. Before that, I'm afraid. Really, really strong shit. Of what I do not even more, before the written or practical. - First and foremost, I'm simply afraid of failure. My own standards to meet or not, at worst, to fall by * knock knock knock *. But again, I say: NOT UNKEN! Instead, rather put their nose in books and books, and gone for the head. Do it! Tschakka-Pupenti! Oh yes, we have grown. For the five rodents. Photo to follow shortly, has already occurred, but not yet on laptop drawn - as I said soon. My creativity is also currently limited somewhat, therefore, only an older "painting" - really nothing special, but in color and colorful.
That should be have been it for today, I still brooding fix for a quote ... oh yeah, a beautiful phrase:
"It was an inward picking flowers!"
and even a little song:
"Something is" made by Silver Moon (and other so not that my case ...)
In this sense, Good-bye, Djupa andetag and drop the thought.
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