Well, regardless of the hour that's written up above this entry as to when this was posted, the hour around here is 1:24am. & although I have to get up at around 6:30 tommorow morning (or shall I already say- later this morning), tiredness is only now starting to engulf me.
In order to try to push myself into sleepiness, & quite frankly, for a lack of anything better to do, I decided to go through this account & see what I could or should chuck out.
As you can see, I weeded out quite a lot. Actualy about 50% of my "artwork" (if you can honestly call it that). It's not that I'm having an attack of low self esteem, but pretty much all the things I had up here (& some that I still left on) now seem so juvenile, so childish (& for the photomanipulation part- so ameturish. My skills in photoshop have improved immensly since, pretty much owing to the fact that for 7 months I've worked in the graphics department for an Architecture firm). They all come from such a dark &, forgive me, but rather pathetic emo place. At the time they seemed so legit, but now reading them I couldn't help but feel... well... embaraced.
If you would have asked me back then, I'd gladly tell you about my "horrific" growing up, & how dark & "tormented" it left me. Today I know to say that yeah, my adolesence era pretty much sucked, but... There's realy not much sense in dwelling on it 24/7. It's so in the past, so not worth even thinking about.
Don't get me wrong, it shaped me, & in many ways contributed to my personality. But that's all I take from it now- the positivity. Or at least make my best attempt at it.
It's realy difficult to try to explain the sort of metamorphosis I went through this past year & a half. I feel like I finaly grew up, & finaly get my worth. Before that I couldn't even think a single good thing about myself. Nowdays I'm pretty much reeking from self confidence (disgustingly so, eevn on the verge of being cocky

), & I can actualy say I love myself. Sure, there are stuff to work on here & there, but I actualy enjoy "being around myself", & as someone who never had that before, & spent most her time sobbing over how terrible her own personality & being was, that's an awsome feeling. Honestly.
I guess what I'm trying to say is... I'm happy. Realy & truthfuly happy. But moreover, I'm content. & when things get thrown at me, I know how to get over them without wallowing in self pitty like I used to.
Anyways, this whole post was rather pointless... If any of you have stuck around thus far, all I wanted to say is that I've thrown away lots of my art (sorry for those who faved some of it). It just doesn't feel like me anymore, & so I don't feel it should be on my page & "reflect" who I am. From now on, if I get the time to post anything new (a student's life, you know...) it would probably just be photoshop tutorials, & I might just start uploading my fashion designs too (if I'll get my stupid scanner to work).
Also, I wanted to apoligize for how cheesy this entry was... I'm sorry it sounds like it belongs in some Paulo Coello book, because believe me- I'm still cynical enough to detest those stuff.
Much love,
Rotem