Optician day

Today I went to my ophthalmologist, check my level of myopia and astigmatism. Well, my degree has increased, the doctor said that this whole story that if you don't use your glasses, increases their degree, it's all a shit lie. Don't listen your mother.
Ahn, he put a drops of hell in my eye, and now I hate him. At least, my pupil dilated, which made ​​me do this drawing, all blurry! HAHA.

                                                                                       Very funny!

Across the universe

"only an open heart allows you to float freely across the universe"
-Written forever in a friend.

I believe it is too late to say thank you. My day is coming, eleven to get used to the idea, and change! Eleven days for ahead, eighteen years for back. Everything that happened I'll never want to go back, but I can say with certainty that couldn't have been better, and that the pillars that I built so far, served as the basis for a spectacular future, that I reserve only to me. Good days are gone, great days ahead. And I will always remember, of all this. I still have time to smile, but I haven't time for excuses, their help led me here, and now is my chance to show how much it was efficient. Time to change, and learn to listen, that only an open heart allows you to float freely across the universe. Be great!

Drawing by Will.

Oh, and don't forget! Draw is better than the people. Always! But it's all right.

People tires me;

Loneliness fucks me;

And I still need them.

Congratulations Rafa.

-from my psychologist

Last week, my psychologist said a lot of things, said that I was fine and that he was proud of me. Hm, this was like a: "goodbye little boy, get out and live your robot life". Come on! It doesn’t exist! We always need someone or something to help us, to support us! And it is true, no one lives alone, we need to talk about our problems and WOU, we have a lot of problems! Ok, we can make some drawings, or write something or sing, or do any art style, but… we need other human beings. I liked of  my psychologist, although no one likes, but he was cool, and he helped me a lot. I am grateful for that. I think that I need to find another person to talk to me about the ride on a bus haha. Dude, when he said that, I felt empty of any problem, free ... ready to start from the beginning, a brand new start! With myself, with my routine, with people around me ... yeah, I want to start again, not perfectly, not anymore. Try to be perfectly doesn’t work and, hm, I just want make the people happy. Yes… I just want do this.

Should I become a psychologist?

Beware with artists

-from a phrase that has told me this month.

It's funny to hear people's comments about us.
It's funny to hear our own commentary about ourselves.
You know, I think we have a strange talent! Yes, we are talented enough to overcome the shits of the life and make other worse, on our own. And yeah ... This is for you, that will take a course in Visual Arts, and for the people that you like. They will never understand you. Put this in your head, and be careful! "Beware with artists, they have a habit of wanting to be free," and they can hurt you, depending on what they do, depending on the choice that they make, are unique, and never false.

Learn to not like them, but learn how to interpret them in the right way.