February 2012
66 posts
Fuck being optimistic....
I hate this course with a passion.
It's always late at night
when I end up getting inspired for my project. Yet I should be asleep as I have work in the morning! Argh >.
Photography
By the end of this week I want to have gone out and taken some photos at least once! I’m thinking down the bay at night… Just because i still haven’t bothered to go down there properly.
So behind,
on work that is due on Monday, and then I have quite a bit to do for Wednesday. We have to make a website and the theme is ‘self’. I’ve had quite a few ideas on images but I want to challenge myself. Been reading up on HTML, and I’m pretty clued up on it, so I don’t wanna go for something basic? Besides that I am gonna sit on the sofa watching a bit of take me out!...
Oh &
another completely separate issue is that on Wednesday mornings we study multi-media. Possibly the only module I have been interested in and found in someways useful (despite the fact it has been totally useless at the same time! I mean 4 hours on how to make a PowerPoint presentation?! Come on!) Yet we have this totally inapropriate lecturer who makes us feel like we are back in school. He speaks...
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I have some serious issues
with the course I am studying at university. We finish one week after easter - thats over three grand already spent. I have literally felt like I have learned nothing. Yes, people say the first year is more of an introductory year, but realistically we have been introduced to nothing. If I could rewind time, besides the fact that I’ve met tons of lovely people I’d of never of...
“So here’s to another better year,
We’ve crossed that thin line,...”
– NJ Legion Iced Tea - ADTR.
Just came across,
Some really amazing photography tumblr. Some of the images are completely epic.
Yawn.
I’m so tired of the same shit all the time. Still struggling. What to do! Decisions.
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Everyone’s looking at me I’m running around in circles, baby A quiet desperation’s building higher I’ve got to remember this is just a game
what to do,
what to do.
decisions.
Well baby, there you stand With your little head, down in your hand Oh, my god, you cant believe its happening Again Your babys gone, and youre all alone And it looks like the end. And youre back out on the street. And youre tryin to remember. How will you start it over? You dont know what became. You dont care much for a strangers touch, But you cant hold your man. You never thought youd be...