After a series of late nights and an all-nighter, I feel like I’ve been hit by a truck. Yesterday alone consisted of 9 hrs straight of studio classes, a quick break to eat supper, back to the studio to mat, trim borders, and cut mat board for my junior portfolio for 4 hours until midnight, back to my apartment to measure and spray mount and finalize my entire portfolio until 5am, and then work on website mock-ups until almost 7am. It really just needs to be May and this semester needs to end. I love being a designer and I like to be busy, but one person can only handle so much at a time. It gets so frustrating seeing my friends napping, watching netflix, playing video games, and hanging out constantly while I’m a slave to my projects. And I could understand if it was just busy because of junior portfolio and the end of the semester drawing near, but I pulled the first all- nighter of the semester on WEEK 2. I’ve only had one “normal” workload semester, and that was my first semester freshman year. I hate complaining about it all the time but sometimes it just has to be said.
you know what’s dumb
the concept of treating adolescents like children throughout the entirety of their teenage years and then at around age 17 pulling a complete 180 and expecting them to decide within the next couple years what they want to do with the rest of their lives
you put it in words
When I went for a run last night I looked out at the sea which I always do but it looked so pretty that as I ran along the promenade I kept looking back. I usually do this but I could not stop thinking about how beautiful the sun and the sky looked and the way there was a mist above the water. I ended up cutting my run short to sprint home to get my camera so that I could capture it. Since I live here I get to see the sea every day but I don’t ever want to take for granted how beautiful the world is because it is honestly incredible
I spy Molokini in the background ♡