It's a happy round world

I've stopped eating meat. Translation: I've started caring more. About people's feelings, how my actions affect them. Example: I didn't realize how pessimistic my rants sounded to an outsider until a sweet girl pointed it out. Apparently, a laugh is desperately required.

I've pinpointed it. @elusiveworm said it best (here): the word "community" is a lousy substitute for INDUSTRY. I observe how we treat each other where I operate and it's lousy. We fight, we lie, we let unacceptable things slide, all for... drugs? sex? money? Clout.

(Can a kid sitting in a cafe at 1pm leisurely writing truly understand the struggles of the underground working class peoplez...?)

 

The singer from The Verve sings like Bob Dylan.

 

I've been getting back into fanfic about 2000s American Bandom twinks. Computer, project university experience on these white men! I haven't posted to ao3 in ages...

 

bro

i got 3 hours of sleep last night and went through a rollercoaster of emotions, when i woke up tho, i felt GREAT!

i've been touring stateside

the way you walk, the way you understand me :3

the way you move, the way you just whisper me... ^_^

i've been going to movie showings... not as fun as i might have expected. depends on the movie, i guess. i saw it was just an accident and permanent vacation at an artsy cafe spot. pretty good movies with a couple of flaws. you know how they say your music taste solidifies at 14. your taste in movies solidifies at the worst year of high school you had. just a theory^^

i keep thinking about gái nhảy... i've talked about it before and written about it on letterboxd. what a ride.

learning not to put too much stock in certain things, certain people. just vibin solo :3 and keeping it vague haha.

why do i keep banging on about movies?? i cycled across my neighborhood 2 nights in a row, went into all the cracks and alleys and found a line of squatters in an abandoned string of houses! it was right opposite a line of fancy looking houses too. pretty cool. i didn't wanna bother any of them or their gangs of cats so i kept going. don't think i found anything else, except that my bike is broken 💔 it keeps sliming me out every time. also my boot heel fell off so i genuinely just went barefoot once i got to the elevator home. left the shitty boots downstairs. i wonder if anyone's taken them.

this just reminded me i need to get my bike fixed. one day i'm learning how to fix it myself bruh.

I LIVED BITCH

The caffeinated rush of finishing both assignments 2 hours right before the deadline. PHEW!!!!!

Check out my robot. Second time using Blender :333 I had to finish up the model and all the textures before 9pm having woken up at 10am... AND make a poster... AND write the process book... it turned out pretty well I hope, besides the process book, I REALLY didn't document shit. 

Anyway, since then, I've just been bumming at home and hanging out maxxing with my other unemployed friends. Today we are going to a film showing at a local art spot, the film is called It Was An Accident. Seemed cool, and it's free as well!

This blog just keeps coming back to movies LMAO.

Week 4 blues (for real this time)

I had a weird day today. I woke up at 12 noon (not great), one hour late to class (on purpose since I spent the afternoon finishing up the first bit of my assignment... 1 week before the due date), and I was pretty hyped to show it... but by the time I got to class, finished it up and had breakfast/lunch/dinner, everyone had already left early and I felt so deflated (as a result of the weather more than anything).

Ts kinda absurd now that I think about it. What exactly was I so afraid of?

I couldn't be a vampire. The sun heals me. I only crave to be in the dark grip of the womb of my mother when I'm doing REALLY bad. Which is not that often these days!

Abstractly I know I have a lot of work to catch up on... but seeing all my friends going through the same feelings makes me feel not so bad anymore :3

 

Don't you think it's kinda obvious?

Last night was one for the history books. Or the scrapbooks, actually. I have one word: asinine. Intellectually stimulating? No. Fun? Ehhh. Entertaining? Yes-ish. Could have done with a lot more tongue kissing.

We went home at the big 3:30 am. Today I have two tasks: bring my shoes to the fixer and open up Blender.

Any day now... 

Current fave:

Week 2 blues

Not!

I spent 5 hours cleaning my room and replacing my laptop stickers this morning (goat status), then I made lunch, did some totally cool awesome stuff, felt great about myself, and now I'm at work with my trusty laptop (I missed typing on an actual keyboard).

Dusting my room (especially my tiny windowsill which had been covered by cobwebs and linocut supplies #rip) felt like clearing out my actual lungs bro. I hate dead clutter. Wiping away each gross bit of sticky residue my laptop stickers left behind felt soooo good.

Listening to: Sade ^_^