I never think I’ll ever want to go back to school once I’m out for the summer, but every year, I prove myself wrong. At some point during the summer, I find myself needing to go back because I actually start feeling a little crazy. Not stir crazy, per se. I usually leave the house enough. This year, I’ve at least left the house for a bike ride every day. So no, it’s not that. It’s the kind of insanity that results from being left alone with my own thoughts for too long. Since I don’t have to constantly think about math and history and science over the summer like I do during the school year, my mind is free to roam. And lemme tell ya, my mind is quite the little adventurer.
For the most part, it’s not a good thing. Whenever this happens to me, I become a hypochondriac. Parts of me start itching and throbbing and hurting and I don’t know why. Actually, I do know why. It’s because I have too much time to be aware of my body. Nothing really itches or throbs or hurts. It’s all in my head. But the littlest movement beneath my skin sends me into a frenzy. If I had homework to do, this wouldn’t be happening.
So, you all probably think I’m absolutely bananas after that. You wouldn’t be wrong, really. But it’s not all bad, this insanity. I’ve been feeling a lot more creative lately. Ideas are coming to me more quickly than I can write them down. I was recently hired for a logo design, and I miraculously had six solid ideas sketched in twenty minutes. I have the perfect idea for a Flamora redesign that just needs to be translated to vector and code. I even drew this picture, just for the hell of it. Then I took a picture of the picture. MIXED MEDIA, GABI STYLE.
But yeah, I need to go back to school before I hit the tin foil stage. I just wish I didn’t have to jump from one extreme to another. These old bones can’t take it anymore.
For some reason, I’ve always considered myself bitter and cynical. But upon further introspection, I’ve realized that my only bitter and cynical opinions involve my fellow human beings. I hate everyone, but I like everything. My iPod is an eclectic mess and I go from watching The Next Food Network Star to Mad Men on Sunday nights (when in season, of course). I’ll eat whatever is put in front of me and wear whatever flatters my figure. Naturally, I prefer some things over others, but I can’t say I hate very much. This, unfortunately, has made me a scattered mess, particularly in my online doings.
I started off making layouts, albeit horrible ones, so I began my online life with strictly basic HTML, CSS, and generic graphic-making (you know, blended images, tacky brushes, the works). That was all I did until I fell off some Cliff of Consistency and began trying everything. I vectored, I pixeled, I scribbled. I began dabbling in resource-creating and major league blogging. I wanted to do everything because everything was so great. None of this should even be in the past tense, because I haven’t changed. If I want to do something, I do it, which is why I finally caved and worked towards getting my hands on decent quality camera at the end of last year. I’d always wanted to try photography, but my camera was ancient and took webcam-quality photos, and I’m cheap. But, much to my surprise, my dad presented me with an Olympus E-PL1 last Christmas. Here’s me, sitting next to my camera and looking like I’m trying to give someone in the distance the old eye (I’m really only talking to my mother and squinting from the sunlight, I swear).
I still have no idea what I’m doing, but I’m working on it. Since I don’t have much to say these days, I shall make this blog look long-ish by posting pictures I’ve taken and edited.
