lepetit♛

I want to treat this as a journal. A record of how I spend my days. Here is where I'd like to accumulate the small things that've brought me inspiration, my ponderings, the insignificant things that amusement me, and the art that I create with my own two hands. If I go off topic or if some things I post don't make much sense to you, I apologize in advance (ahahaha). For this space is less of a blog and more of a diary to me, so please do try to understand.

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With a bright, fresh smile it offers me a sip of crisp spring water…

With a bright, fresh smile it offers me a sip of crisp spring water…

Quick mushroom-head doodle!I’d fancy a cap like that!

Quick mushroom-head doodle!
I’d fancy a cap like that!

My perfect time of day.

My perfect time of day.

This is how I feel about some people. They’ll always be a mystery to me. Because I’m afraid the key I have doesn’t quite fit. As corny as that sounds.

This is how I feel about some people.
They’ll always be a mystery to me. Because I’m afraid the key I have doesn’t quite fit. As corny as that sounds.

Little ones that’ve found their home on a page in my journal.

Little ones that’ve found their home on a page in my journal.

An older doodle I doodled.

An older doodle I doodled.

My parents are squirrels.
Particularly my dad. He goes about busily, flitting here, flitting there…always doing something. Currently he’s organizing his massive book collection. He’s re-shelving his books by alphabetical order of authors, categorizing by subject, by size, by colour…who knows. And he’s been at it for…4 hours now? Just like how a chipmunk might sort the acorns he’s hoarded up in his tiny little burrow.

My parents are squirrels.

Particularly my dad. He goes about busily, flitting here, flitting there…always doing something. Currently he’s organizing his massive book collection. He’s re-shelving his books by alphabetical order of authors, categorizing by subject, by size, by colour…who knows. And he’s been at it for…4 hours now?

Just like how a chipmunk might sort the acorns he’s hoarded up in his tiny little burrow.

My recent days have been odd. Time passes irregularly. I have no grasp on what day it is or what the hour is. One day seeps into the other, and before I know it, a whole week has passed and I’ve accomplished nothing.

My recent days have been odd. Time passes irregularly. I have no grasp on what day it is or what the hour is. One day seeps into the other, and before I know it, a whole week has passed and I’ve accomplished nothing.

“I’m stuffed,”says the boa constrictor.

“I’m stuffed,”
says the boa constrictor.

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“Omnipresence has become an ordinary human dimension.”

– Marshall McLuhan

“Omnipresence has become an ordinary human dimension.”

– Marshall McLuhan