April 2011
13 posts
The coolest thing in the world.
Is to be popular on the internet.
Today I did a bit of painting and watched Mind Game (this must be my 3rd time watching) with my friend Fernando. It was the shit. I think this might be a movie that people need to watch by themselves just because of the sheer amount of penis-like things and boobs..
But the animation was too awesome.
You know why? Because the exaggeration of the human body and...
Mi coche.
Is it sad that my car still has the new car smell because I’ve only spent time in it to go to and from school and store materials and projects? No, not sad at all.
Today, went to Amoeba in Hollywood, I think I died from the awesome, I spent like sixty-some bucks. I’M STILL NOT SATISFIED. I’m going back there soon, getting my vinyls and my record player, and LSKDJFLKSDFHA AAAGGH....
FIRST TERM. DONE AND DONE.
Wow, it’s an amazing feeling of triumph and tears meshed together in a good way. I’ve never worked so hard with so many wonderful people. There were moments where I almost felt like breaking down and crying, not going to school, but that’s what friends are for.
All the skills I learned this term, were almost entirely new to me, so it was tough picking up the draw freehanded...
Puff away.
Smoking is a choice that people make. I respect it and I don’t think less of people who do it. But it does change my impression of them. It’s an expensive habit with many negative side effects (so is alcohol) that can affect those around them.
I also hate the people who bash on smokers as though it were their own fucking business. I think mutual respect is enough to maintain some kind...
6am Ramen.
8am Model Shop.
3pm Way Things Work.
Rest of day, more tank time.
I feel like I’m just a working zombie, at its peak of rabid brainlessness. A few people have gotten sick from stress and lack of sleep. Please let that not be me. Please, immune system, stay alive and well for me. Sleep is pretty okay, 5 hours from 10/11 to 3/4am. It’s disgusting to have to wake up so early, but being...
GUH.
I’d like to think everyone is capable of being creative in some way, but when bad photography and eye-raping graphic design emerges, I can’t help but facepalm.
It baffles me why there are so many horrible graphic designers out there. Getting paid. To do shit. I don’t know much about typography or complex composition and whatever entails attractive logos and signs, but come...
mother.. jesus.. christ
No one will understand “finals weeks”. That’s not a typo. It’s the last 3 weeks of art center. So obviously there’s a lot to be done. My mother doesn’t understand even a BIT why I stay over at a friend’s apartment to work. Or why I don’t want to go out on the weekends to do things that aren’t homework. Why I don’t have time to do...
College puberty.
Is it me or a lot of girls are getting their sense of approval through looking cute in facebook pictures? Not going to call anyone out, it’s their camera and their social activities that need recording and posted on the internet. But girls, you don’t need to thrust your chest out or wear miniskirts to be sexy!
Or maybe it’s that “this is about as hot I’ll ever be in...
Tanks but no tanks.
Mm last 3 weeks. Handle it, son.
When I hear the words "free" and "food" together.
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tehehehe:) THE CAT’S EYES<3
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