broadcasting by mind

Walk home turned into a conversation about relationships.

It’s an intriguing thing to me since I don’t typically go out in the world looking for them, and the ones I’ve had typically spawned from long friendships and connections.

The first one hit like - boom. It was senior year, she was a great friend, and the week it happened was this long series of awkward encounters after an interesting prom experience with a group. She was sweet it actually initiated a number of things for me, including the first long term job I had, exposure to a family of liberals.

The second one was interesting. As with the first, it was a friend, but I actually initiated it. In truth, we were quite different and it didn’t work out.

For the third one I’ll make use of this GIF of Kevin. (hey Kevin!)

So, as with the other two it stemmed from a long term friendship, and it was mutual as it turns out. She apparently was debating on asking, I was debating on asking, both of us were making some third party suffer through our debating. In terms of how it worked out, it was this odd meshing of certain similarities and certain drastically different views. She pulled out parts of me that never saw daylight and I appreciated it. I realize that I have demons that I have to deal with, still, but it was rather fun to actually take part in an anime convention, cosplay, have dyed hair, do some scandalous things, and first of all have a great friend. 

What happens next? For now, just the regular day to day.

I still have those skeletons in my closet, though the more I’ve had pulled out the more I’m aware of them. Whether I’ve done anything to shatter them is anyone’s guess.

There’s also the point that I’m, as I long have been, not interested in dating. Not that I wouldn’t mind it, but I’m not interested in the pursuit, at least, not yet. I wouldn’t mind building out more friendships overall, so there’s that.

Back to homework.

Rule 1 to me has become to not complain, which may or may not be apparent, though I’m sure I have a sour face too much of the time.

Anyway, I’ll just admit it: I’m stretched out this quarter. Five classes, one each day, three involving heavy work loads, the two others just requiring time, plus continuing money issues, I’m just tired.

I’m not unhappy, just tired.

Why do you design?

My answer: I design because there’s information in this world that people need to know about, that design can translate from the obscure to the clear and concise.

Although I tinkered with user interfaces when I was a kid, drawing out elements on paper and moving them above, as well as drawing out layouts of highways and roadways, the “ah ha” moment connecting my interest with reality was actually doing form layouts when I was working as a billing specialist/secretary at a medical equipment retailer.

The continual problem we faced was that our technician simply missed details when he was out on the field, which would slow down our work internally, in turn slowing down the customer’s time to get their product. The remedy for this, after understanding the process, was by my own accord to design out a series of documents to make sure that everything was documented and known by everyone in the process that needed to know.

At this point, I’ve now spent 2.5 years at The Art Institute of Seattle pursuing my Bachelors of Art in Graphic Design. It’s been an intense process at times, but I continually come back to enjoying it. While I’m good at numbers, billing simply didn’t give me enough to explore or do, which is part of why I left that field and decided to pursue design.

(Source: visualgraphic)

Exhausted, pretty happy with my con experience this year, and reminding myself that I do indeed have a class Monday night.

That and I’ll have to talk to someone about changing out one of my classes by Tuesday, or so I’m telling myself.

‘nite.

I’m in a weird spot between wondering if I’m eating too few calories and if I’m eating enough to get by reasonably. Suppose that’ll iron itself out in the next week or so.