We all agreed we had an enjoyable but tiring day today. The whole cohort. I think I'll upload some pictures here and there. The thought of these few weeks will be my last weeks as a student makes me wana puke. Nervous. Sincerely afraid.
Randomly, I just wana say: our lives are like the building of buildings and landmarks or whatever. The thing is our buildings are never perfect. And different buildings lack different kinds of foundations. So, I presumed that we all are 'big' enough to know different people emphasize on different things in their lives; depending on the foundations that we lack. But I guess we're not that grown up anyway. And all I can hear is people yelling: "grow up!"
Here's a web I stumbled upon.
Terrible Yellow Eyes is a collection of works inspired by the beloved classic, Where the Wild Things Are by Maurice Sendak.Just in case you're interested.
I realized again and again *though not much of effort to change* how much I procrastinate and how much time I wasted by procrastinating. I started a drawing for a friend months ago. But I only get to finish it today. I'll upload it later too. And maybe start with another one.
Then I realized also, how much Clyde has taught me so many things. He came into my life as a really weird thing/phenomenon. And the effects he had on me is like a burst of colours in a spectrum. My ego would say: I dont need to change for this man. But I do. Everyone needs to change. Everyone needs a change or changes for that matter. And I'm not changing *or I didn't change* for him. It's for myself. He's just there for the help. And I'm glad I found him and he--me.
Like a white light dispersed through a prism. I just hope there would be nothing to block the white light anymore. Enough already.
Why am I even saying all this...
I guess I woke up in a bunk this evening.