My poor scanner is going to blow up. And this pen in my mouth is about to explode.
What am I doing, you ask? Well, I'm applying to my life. Scanning photos and drawings and scrapbook layouts and hoping that it's enough.
And then, (yes, it gets better) I get to try and format it all on InDesign, which is my ultimate favourite hobby, and I am so good at it.
Today was decent. Work: the usual. Most exciting part was when a guy said he wanted to spend forty bucks on flowers, and I got to pick them out. Yes! Most annoying part: guys that come in to buy flowers for their girlfriends and they say ZERO words to me. Hello, I'm trying to HELP you. Sheesh. I do exist, last time I checked. I did get to drive myself to work, however, which made up for the annoying stuff. All in all, a perfectly average day at work. Happy.
This afternoon consisted of:
-a notebook
-a lot of dimensions
-Hooked on Swing (THE greatest record to dance to.)
-The Beatles...
-a living room full of paintings, sketchbooks, and scale models of the Xunantunich Mayan ruins!
= decent afternoon.
throw in Romeo and Juliet and it's a saturday. If you think about it, Saturdays are impossible to anticipate.
PLUS, I kept forgetting that we have a long weekend.
yeye
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Thursday, February 07, 2008
ugh.
i feel useless right now.
does anyone even look at this thing anymore? because if they do, wow.
it's been a good non-documented year (almost)...can't remember most of it. but here's a point that's been on my mind lately.
I'm so sick of high school. But, at the same time, I'm worried for university. Everyone's getting that feeling though, I guess. Unless you're super smart and the go-getter type. yeah don't look at me.
don't expect anything less than randomness here. but isn't that what blogs are? it's all crap. and sounds like crap.
*taking a break and breathing. tea.*
completely sick of future talk. and why do I have that accent in the title? I didn't even get all the way to gr. 12 french. remind me to take that off sometime.
time to read a book. drink tea. listen to a beatles record.
I forgot how nice it is to let go of some stuff on here...maybe I won't carry it around with me all the time.
does anyone even look at this thing anymore? because if they do, wow.
it's been a good non-documented year (almost)...can't remember most of it. but here's a point that's been on my mind lately.
I'm so sick of high school. But, at the same time, I'm worried for university. Everyone's getting that feeling though, I guess. Unless you're super smart and the go-getter type. yeah don't look at me.
don't expect anything less than randomness here. but isn't that what blogs are? it's all crap. and sounds like crap.
*taking a break and breathing. tea.*
completely sick of future talk. and why do I have that accent in the title? I didn't even get all the way to gr. 12 french. remind me to take that off sometime.
time to read a book. drink tea. listen to a beatles record.
I forgot how nice it is to let go of some stuff on here...maybe I won't carry it around with me all the time.
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