Sunday, November 16, 2008

Mindfucked.

Writing papers just kills any sort of chance of creativity in other mediums.  Right now, I could be working on my research paper.

I have the work ethnic and motivation and am feeling creative enough to write.  I am feeling creative enough to make some stuff in Illustrator.  I told my brother I would make him an album layout for shits and giggles.
No time.

Especially writing papers with a length requirement and no direction.

Stress.  Lack of time.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Heres to studying.

Saturday, November 8, 2008

Friday, November 7, 2008

Noice.

Love this weather.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

I Did My Job

Passive aggressive, confessing, repressive, structurally uncertain, transparent, transgressive.

You have to come to terms with the fact that some people are fake.  That covers one end of the spectrum.  On the other hand, there are some people that are just plain not as genuinely trustworthy and good-hearted as others.  I've had countless people tell me in certain situations that I'm "too nice" for something/someone, "too good of a person" for something/someone, etc.  I can say that I feel I was raised well and my parents did a good job keeping my mindset in good morals, no matter how "fuck the world" I may be.  When I have a problem with something, it usually is set with some good backbone of a theory.

Anyways, I have to learn that not all people are like that.  Some people will act like that to get what they want.  Some people will act like that on purpose, some may not realize that.  Are they taking advantage of my personality/good character?  I have no idea.  Is it intentional?  Who knows.  There are some shitty people in this world, and when you learn more about them, it all makes sense.  It's just a shame to realize that some people could be so much better than they are.  I could go on for hours about this, but its just something I've been thinking about.  And after all of that, there are still those people that you will never understand, and who really knows what is going on in their head.

Life lessons 101.

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Please Take Me Home

Something about this empty room gives me comfort. Or even driving back to an empty house. It always feels so much warmer here.

Saturday, November 1, 2008

November Rain

Halloween is over but its spirit is alive and well. Good times last night. This little guy made his way onto my arm...