the ukulele

3 short lessons from the 22nd with aunt!
Cant wait:]

daily work.

this is how we work.

a long table, about 7 of us seated opposite each other with our own space to work at.

Interesting much?

No cubicles, No dividers, just faces and familiarity.

No walkies talkies, no telephones, just voices and laughter.

I kind of like the way designers and whoever is in the room now works.

Behind those barricades, we work together.

And yes ive got absolutely nothing to do and could probably do a drawing a day.

I believe you are more than enough for me.

Because, its all i need.

another beautiful post by Samantha Johnson:

the hummingbird hovers above the window sill
while you sway in your rocking chair.
i’ve made you tea with extra tender, love, care,
and honey—just the way you like,
with some brownie bites on the side.
i place it in your lap and sit at your feet.
you stop rocking and my arms coil
around your calf. my head takes a rest.
it’s almost summer and the sun is heatingup,
like our souls, in the mix of wonderand worry.
we bury the mess and show our smiles,
content for a while.

iap round 2?

Started work yesterday at CityNeon Design Group.

Finally, a full-time job, a graphic designer, okay but i had to do both 2d and 3d projects so its a little of autoCAD, a little of Illustrator & Photoshop and a little of 3d software as well.

It all felt like IAP once again, got reminded of ST Aero, the anticipation for lunch break, the chance to sneak in a wink, the awaiting time to knock off from work, and everything else that spells freedom.

But then again, i brought work upon myself so 3 months is all im gonna bear with, gain experience from, and get the most out of it. Well, so far so good.

got completely nothing to do yesterday morning and this afternoon, and i had to rush some drawings in Illustrator before i left work so did a half an hour of overtime.

Haha, the department head, Elvis was so apologetic about it i was kind of amused.

" Sorry, first day got you so stressed up:"

Well, it is not the first time its happening anyway, trust me, school was worst.

Sigh, im missing school.

Cant wait for training, And i guess my ear is finally better now, at least i can hear slight whispers now. Wait for me, clear blue waters, i will be back and going.

Turmoil.

Dont you know how much i want to swim beneath you?
It used to be, only me and the sea blue water.
But yet.

within these close walls, you dont hear a thing.fustrated, fed up, disappointed, yet...
im still amused. Amused at the fact how loud the echo could sound in my left ear.
The ear is not showing any signs of improvement and no one knows how distanced i feel from the world.

The real deal of work is coming this thursday and i dont know how im feeling about it.

Anticipating? or dreading?

Wanting to take this on, but wanting not to leave the coffee culture.

Wanting to embrace this, but reluctant to leave it behind.

i was really contemplating alot today when,

Chloe says:
just have to..gather all your pieces and start on a fresh page
believe in things
PEA. says:
isit possible ?
Chloe says:
yeah
there's no right or wrong
only tons of trial and error to see what suits you best
be a fighting fish!

Thanks wb, for reminding me.

She reminded me.

I was on the train one ordinary evening on the way to training,
and while i was sorrowful about my shin splint in that very moment, a typical train passenger appeared in front of me and reminded me to,

and that is how my will got a little strengthened.
Thanks power lady.