Six O' Clock Already I Was Just In the Middle of A Dream

Take Me Back to This Place

Today, I became an official Owlet.

It's not really a big deal. It just means I am part of Owl City's mailing list. That's it.

Adam's caption: Back when I was homeless.

I'm currently stalking *ahem* reading Adam Young's blog (the genius behind Owl City) and I'm admiring his witty antics. Reading his blog makes me smile both on the inside and out. He sounds to me like a man with a huge, humble heart, and with a lot of good, creative noise going on his head. That's undeniably attractive. He likes writing about lands far away too, just like I do. I think we would get along really well if we became friends. Well maybe in my dreams, or in another lifetime. I say I am not only a fan of his music. I'm a fan of his personality too.

Forty seven days until I see you Adam. Hoot, Owl City live, nothing can beat that! :-) Don't get me wrong, Coldplay, I still love you as I ever did. Hee.

I just wanted to share what I read in our textbook. Arachibutyrophobia is the fear of peanut butter sticking to the roof of the mouth. I haven't realized how scary it was until it merited a name. So that's what we do in psychology. We try to understand everybody's peculiarities, which is utterly exciting.

Melt with you,

Danne

Work Minus the -Aholic

I'm excited about the idea of working-- going to the office, getting assigned projects (is that what you call them?), meeting deadlines and all the rush! The uber good thing about it is that there are no exams! NO anatomy terms forced into your head anymore. AHHH :-) The life!

And so tomorrow, I promise to get my resume done and my portfolio fixed, so that I may apply for internship real real soon. Whoohoo. The idea of getting paid for things you create and the possibility of them going mainstream just really excites me! I really wish for a job that involves graphic design or anything related to creatives. Ad agencies, please please accept me! I promise to practice more, learn more and be better at everything I do! :-) Please?

(You may think I am really excited and happy. The thought just really excites me hihi.)

XX, Danne

Caffeine

Caffeine, indeed makes you nervous. But it is not true that it makes you awake!

I've been sitting in Starbucks the whole afternoon trying to squeeze in 5 chapters of Bio. These things make no sense to me. It's like memorizing an anatomy book's worth of words without even finding any bit of significance. I'm so sure I would erase them from my memory tomorrow just after the exam.

These past few days I became accustomed to sitting at coffee shops to study. Apparently, a coffee shop is an interesting place. It tells many interesting stories of many people who seem ordinary. 

xo,

Danne

Workaholic

When I was younger, there was an image of a workaholic person inside my head. One pile of folders here and there, a cup of coffee, a desk light and a clock that says 2:00 AM. People who never go on vacations, stress themselves out with calls from clients and midnight deadlines. And then, I wondered why. Why do people turn into such kinds of addicts? I mean, who would ever want to take home a pile of workload home? There must be more pleasurable things to do at home after work.

Years after, I turned into that mental image I have-- a girl with a myriad of post it notes to throw away, bound by schedules and due dates, a girl with so few time to spare. I'm not saying though that it is a state I loathe to be in. You know how they say that when you're addicted to something, you actually like it. You know how some people demand nicotine? I like work, I like it to the point that without it I probably might not function well. I like it to the point that if it's suddenly gone I would definitely go around looking for it. It's weird but when I'm turning idle, I also turn anxious.

I feel it's good to work a little harder than usual because on days you feel like giving yourself a reward, you would not be too guilty of experiencing too much of a good thing. Also, you don't tend to be too hard on yourself since you have pushed yourself up till the limit in many other aspects.

Some thoughts born inside a workaholic's mind:

1. What is the most immediate thing I must accomplish?

2. I don't have free time.

3. I cannot slack off.

4. I must finish task X by day Y.

5. What if I don't do this? Pause. Wait, erase that thought, there's no thinking that way.

6. I wish I have three hands. Or four would be good too.

7. What time will I sleep today?

My question probably is if it is ever wrong to be addicted to work? What if it fills you?

xx, Danne

  

At work, you think of the children you have left at home. At home, you think of the work you've left unfinished. Such a struggle is unleashed within yourself. Your heart is rent. 

-Golda Meir

Red, Black, Whatever

Felt the need to paint this afternoon. Fridays are always love. Always.

Just an Ordinary Wednesday

The past few days were highs and lows. Now it's getting better because the load of schoolwork somewhat became lighter than usual. Thus, the joys of spending afternoons with Photoshop. Love!

I must say Avatar was one of the best movies I've seen in my lifetime. It was well-crafted plus it makes a lot of sense. I'm never a science fiction girl, but last night I enjoyed it! Sam Worthington looks a little like Tom Cruise in some angles. 

Today I got to do what most people wouldn't probably get a chance to do in their lifetime. That was to skin a cat. Formalin and Lysol plus ethanol was nasty. But cutting off the fascia was kind of fun.

Now back to some reading that has to be done.

xx, Danne

Question

Why am I excited?

Why am I suddenly happy?

Is this right?

Life at 3AM

I drank tea hours ago and I believe the caffeine is taking its toll. One question long bothers me. Is it good to be nocturnal? Is it bad to be nocturnal? Is it? Is it?

It is not difficult to notice how some people are more productive in the wee hours, you know, crunch time, the late nights and the early mornings. There is something about the time at the beginning or end of the day that demands productivity, and that, I cannot pinpoint. Maybe it's the urgency. Maybe it's the moon. Or maybe it's the morning news. I don't know.

My body clock has shifted three hours later, and I need help. I need to gain control over this circadian mess-up that I predict would indeed mess up my sleeping and waking patterns in the coming weeks. I do not find it miserable though. The feeling of being up at 1:52 in the morning for fun is priceless. It makes you think and do more freely. Maybe because airtime is not as crowded as when everybody is awake. When majority of people are living their waking lives, it can get noisy. Even if they don't speak whatever they are thinking, it is still noisy. Noisy means distracting. Distraction yields less productivity. However during past midnight, it's like the air is clean, there is more space to think. Now, have I solved the mystery of why-is-it-better-to-work-at-2am? Do I get Scooby snacks?

But I am still envious of people who get to sleep at 10 PM daily. How do they do that?

Why do I tire of counting sheep?

When I'm far too tired to fall asleep

xo, Danne

Happy new year!

Just got bored (when I'm not supposed to).

xx, Danne