Okay, Detox Diet anyone?

I've decided, hey, its the new year, I'm not happy with the way I look, I eat and drink excessively (why, everyone does) and my metabolism isnt in its best shape. I need to feel mentally and physically happy about myself to lead me in a steady balance in my crazy schedule. So, I'm going to detoxify myself. This should be fun. I'm doing it alone and it will be my own personal journey on finding happiness. On the plus side, if I get through this, I'll own up to my willpower to do anything else. This year... will be different.

Things That Inspire Me

The new, the old, whats big, whats small, what is round, or squared, black or white, colorful and witty all bring forth innovated style into my inspiration box. I started collecting inspirational images a while back after taking a previous class that made it a mandatory assignment every week. :) I hope you enjoy them as much as I do.

Alphonse Mucha. I absolutely adore his work. Mostly of elegant women and spaghetti flying hair.



Nicolas Gouny, a french painter had this posted on his deviantart website. I love the witty romance that hes depicts in this picture. His lighting from the sunrise aesthetically pleasing.



By God, she is one of the best I've ever seen. Her work is super chic. Allison Torneros does alot of mixed media and is a graphic designer/illustrator. She works with alot of graffiti too.



These works of art have already begun inspiration in my work and those work are now in my portfolio actually. :) So... find inspiration! Leech off good ideas! You arent necessarily copying. Its more of a personal journey of finding your own original, unique, creative style(s).

What Dreams Are Made Of...

It's so weird. I've been having vivid dreams lately about strangers and them trying to break in my house. The first dream I had was that I awoke from my parents house and got up to walk to school. It was almost as if I was back in high school again. It was still dark and the weather seemed of a crisp cold fall morning. As I walked down the block when suddenly, I sensed a stranger coming towards me, almost running. As I turned around, he jerks to a stop.(Now, this is all blurry to me and I might have changed it up a bit) I then glare at him and I was furious. As if I knew he was coming towards me to rob me of something. Turning the tables on him, I run towards him to kick his ass or chase him off. Of course he ran. Right when I got around the bend of the street, I saw him jump up and turn into a big ass crow. Flying just above my mom's house or what seems like my old house in Brookln Park, I can see a dark cast of two big ass flying crows up above me from the glow of full moon up above me. I quickly ran inside the house for cover. Panicking, I tell my brother, and Charlie to quickly lock the doors for I knew they want to come inside. As soon as I thought most of the doors and windows were locked, I ran to the garage to see if the back door was locked. I see my dad and Xai try to walk in the unlocked door. For some reason, I knew they were only a disguise. They were the crows and were only imposing as my dad and brother. So I quickly start screaming "Get the fuck out! Get the hell out! You're not my dad!" As I started to head lock him. Andddddddd thats all I can remember.

The second one... I'm too lazy to explain but it was similar to the first only, my little frail grandmother was with me inside the house and I was trying to protect her and I had a huge (what seemed to be as big as a Hmong knife) knife with me to scare those suckers off.

Now, the thing is... through out my dreams, I was almost calm, cool and collective about the happenings. As if... I carried no fear with me but a brave attitude. So... that leaves me to think... What is the meaning behind all of this? If someone can give a good interpretation, that would be cool. Oh! And also, I thought it would be cool if I got an actual journal to write my dreams in. Because... doesn't everyone get those moments where they're going along with what they're doing and *bloop* pops in a dream the they had a lonnnnnng time ago? I just thought that would be a cool thing to do. Also would help me on my writing and help me to be more descriptive about defining how things look or feel like. :D

Dear Diary,

I've decided to join the blog.spot club. :)

So whats new? How do you do? As we all know, 2009 has come and go and 2010 is here to stay. Its a good idea to start off fresh and new. You see, I started blogging since I was 14 or so. It all start with Xanga.com. Still a good website but I figured I'd try something new and get the hang of it. Now that I'm 21 and in a new chapter in my life, its time for a new me! :) Anyway, I look forward to coming here at least once or twice a week to talk about my journey in life. There will be days where I become insightful write a lot of things with meaning and other days I'll have ADD and drop a few lines or so that don't make any sense at all. I look forward to write my blogs here. Til then, peace out bean sprouts.

<3 Nicollazzi