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Lying in bed for the past 3 hours: instagram tumblr twitter instagram tumblr facebook tumblr ibooks messages ibooks instagram

Not being productive at all

Thinking about if I had a pet, like a dog and what I would name it. It was between sir charles and wolverine. Maybe I will just get 2 dogs

Tomorrow is going to be the same. And the only difference I can make is to have cereal for breakfast and not be late for work. Bye

It was one of those days when it’s a minute away from snowing and there’s this electricity in the air, you can almost hear it. Right? And this bag was just dancing with me. Like a little kid begging me to play with it. For fifteen minutes. That’s the day I realised that there was this entire life behind things, and this incredibly benevolent force that wanted me to know there was no reason to be afraid, ever. Video’s a poor excuse, I know. But it helps me remember… I need to remember… Sometimes there’s so much beauty in the world, I feel like I can’t take it, and my heart is just going to cave in”.

not a fan of sentences that start with “one of those days” or “the kind of (insert emotion)”, but the euphemism of beauty makes the read quite pleasant

read interpretations of american beauty, which has led to a safe conclusion that it has been the most enriching part of today. sitting on the final photog assignment. this module has cost me meals and starved my materialistic obligation

this is not supposed to happen

also, reminder of assessment is worrying but will not be considered irrational fear but instead anguished self-interrogation. no motivation necessary.

motivation is overrated
motivation is for losers

dst typography poster submission over
drm lit review submission over
studio, workshop and photog submissions next week

everything is so time-sensitive! hardly have any time to watch a film or even continue with orange is the new black. 4 months and i have not got through half the series. lame.

all my brain has been asking for lately is “sugar” or “sleep”…risky. i doubt my judgements and choices in recent times

chanced upon an open call for submissions. thinking about it, getting quite lost. a compass is rendered useless if you can’t read directions, but the journey could be quite enriching

Thought Catalog

I came in like a …

1. A passive aggressive Starbucks customer who is trying to avoid confrontation but make the barista aware that he asked for sweetener in his tea, but there isn’t any.

2. An incoming call when your phone was on vibrate and lying on your soft pillow so you didn’t even hear it.

3. A copy of a book from a small publisher that a customer had to order on Amazon because Barnes & Noble didn’t carry it which irked me, but I bit my tongue.

4. A person who respectfully knocks and waits for a hearty “Come in!” to confirm entrance is acceptable.

5. The spotty patches of hair on the chin of a, up until now, prepubescent boy.

6. Junk ads and coupons in the mail that you immediately toss in the nearest trash bin.

7. A Low Winter Sun promo.

8. An email…

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