
"Adventure is out there!"
I'm looking for inspiration.
I have returned to a summer schedule that does not require me to put on real clothes all too often. I move from pajamas to swimsuit/uniform to pajamas again. I can't say I miss jeans or button up shirts. (Both of which I'm wearing right now)
Here there was a paragraph how I don't do much socializing anymore outside of work. I read it back and it seemed a little sad-sack so it was ultimately cut. Forgive me if you were reading this in hopes of vulnerability and all you got was emotional editing in a public personal journal.
Now I'm going to spend the rest of the day testing out used cars. Send luck.
(ALSO: I got straight As this past semester. I made a deal with myself that when this total eclipse of my GPA occurred, I'd get a tattoo. I'm still hemming and hawing about it but I'm thinking something small and drawn by Mary Blair.)
Here there was a paragraph how I don't do much socializing anymore outside of work. I read it back and it seemed a little sad-sack so it was ultimately cut. Forgive me if you were reading this in hopes of vulnerability and all you got was emotional editing in a public personal journal.
Now I'm going to spend the rest of the day testing out used cars. Send luck.
(ALSO: I got straight As this past semester. I made a deal with myself that when this total eclipse of my GPA occurred, I'd get a tattoo. I'm still hemming and hawing about it but I'm thinking something small and drawn by Mary Blair.)
MY EXCITEMENT CAN ONLY BE DESCRIBED BYTHE BILL HALVERCHUCK DANCE.
If you want me to be sympathetic to your cause: DON'T MAKE ME WRITE A 20 PAGE PAPER ABOUT IT. It just makes me hate it and you.
Seriously RAZA, I'm going to write hundred of ethnic jokes about immigrants all over the internet just to spite you.
Seriously RAZA, I'm going to write hundred of ethnic jokes about immigrants all over the internet just to spite you.
I wish I had good news, internet. But all I seem to have is less and less time to get all this stuff done.
A twitter, I has it: http://www.twitter.com/ohnojovie
I keep thinking my portfolio is going to compile itself and when I look over at the pile every few minutes I get a little depressed it hasn't done so.
I keep thinking my portfolio is going to compile itself and when I look over at the pile every few minutes I get a little depressed it hasn't done so.
Redid my Dead Printer Cover in Photoshop. It turned out much better I think. So, seeing as I have very little in the way of personal content to post, here it is!
( Saving your F-List )
( Saving your F-List )
I am going to fight through these next four weeks.
I was informed five minutes ago that my car, my first car, has died.
In tribute to that epic vehicle which accomplished many a lunchtime missions, please enjoy it's favorite song.
In tribute to that epic vehicle which accomplished many a lunchtime missions, please enjoy it's favorite song.
I can't bring myself to do anything. I don't even have the patience for television. If the keyboard weren't in reaching distance now, I wouldn't be posting.
I had (what I think was) a mild panic attack at 4AM this morning. I had a 'The World' moment in which I felt all the regrets of all the decisions I haven't made yet concerning my job, school, and study abroad. I imagine this feeling was made worse by the sleepy time logic which reigns supreme at 4AM. It was awful and terrible and horrible and I was a million miles away from anything familiar. Now I'm worried that's what England will be like, and to a much lesser extent- next year.
I wish I was braver.
I had (what I think was) a mild panic attack at 4AM this morning. I had a 'The World' moment in which I felt all the regrets of all the decisions I haven't made yet concerning my job, school, and study abroad. I imagine this feeling was made worse by the sleepy time logic which reigns supreme at 4AM. It was awful and terrible and horrible and I was a million miles away from anything familiar. Now I'm worried that's what England will be like, and to a much lesser extent- next year.
I wish I was braver.
No promises, but until I get an actual website portfolio thing up- I'll try posting some of my design stuff here. IDK, I feel like I should make another journal and then just buy a spiffy domain name (LIKE MY AUTHOR GIRL CRUSH www.jacksonpearce.com) that it forwards to but these are problems for another day!
( Dead Printer Booklet (Due: May 14, 2009) )
( Dead Printer Booklet (Due: May 14, 2009) )
I'm not going to even try to recap the last 40+ days away from pretty much the communication part of the internet. It can suffice to say that it was difficult at the beginning, got easier to deal with, and today I found it hard to pay attention to most of it. I'm already missing the solitude that came from abstaining.
Case and point: I deactivated my facebook. And it feels AWESOME.
The place had degenerated into voyeur 'highlights' of people from high school I haven't said a word to since June 2007. To those people, and the like, I say goodbye until the inevitable high school reunion. The next time I was SUPPOSED to see you until the internet made that glorious event every single flipping day on my newsfeed.
Also, I am under the impression that soon (not now, but soon) that this journal is going to have to turn into a friends-only thing. I got the RA gig for next year and now immensely afraid of the googling and the availability of my anger towards housing on this blog. SO: there's that.
You guys should also know that I'm completely sick of school and cannot wait until it's done in approximately 31 days.
Case and point: I deactivated my facebook. And it feels AWESOME.
The place had degenerated into voyeur 'highlights' of people from high school I haven't said a word to since June 2007. To those people, and the like, I say goodbye until the inevitable high school reunion. The next time I was SUPPOSED to see you until the internet made that glorious event every single flipping day on my newsfeed.
Also, I am under the impression that soon (not now, but soon) that this journal is going to have to turn into a friends-only thing. I got the RA gig for next year and now immensely afraid of the googling and the availability of my anger towards housing on this blog. SO: there's that.
You guys should also know that I'm completely sick of school and cannot wait until it's done in approximately 31 days.
Like several other people on my friend list, I will be spending this upcoming Lent away from the computer. Specifically: facebook, livejournal, and AIM. (I honestly thought about youtube but I rarely spend more than a few minutes on it each week catching up on vlogbrothers and we use it quite a bit for school.)
I feel I need to do this because I've been procrastinating and school and blah blah blah. But mostly I just want to see if I can do it. If I can disappear for a little more than a month without foaming at the mouth and developing an ulcer.
I just need to be analog for a while.
I feel I need to do this because I've been procrastinating and school and blah blah blah. But mostly I just want to see if I can do it. If I can disappear for a little more than a month without foaming at the mouth and developing an ulcer.
I just need to be analog for a while.
