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This is fucking amazing. I gotta post some of these and link em to the imgur. omg.
are you JOKING.
that lake isn’t even in the SAME COUNTY. FUCK.
YMCK - Floor 99
So chill. :3
Feeling…. better? I spose? I might split up my type work to tomorrow so I’m not so god damned stressed.
THIS SONG AGGGGHHHHH
Found some more vocaloid, helps with the stress to not understand the lyrics. ^^;
So, you follow this blog. What is it?
Well, AADD is something I made up. Artistic Attention Deficit Disorder.
It isn’t anything special. I diagnose it as
“The inability to focus on just one artistic project at a time.”
and/or
“High tendency in becoming bored/fed up with current artistic projects.”
I have this. In some way shape or form it just pains me to be stuck on one project for more than a week or so. It PAINS me. And it fucking kills me creatively. That’s why I create create create until I’m just up to my eyes in work, like a drug addict who keeps realizes he has an addiction and breaks down. It sucks. It hurts. And it’s slowly ruining me. I hate it. Sure, it feels great to be so creatively inclined, but in the end, it burns me at both ends. I lose sleep, I lose sanity, I get angry, I become fed up. It just… sucks. In the end, this is where I splurge. Get my ideas out in the open. My thoughts, my feelings. And so it doesn’t cram up my other blogs. I’m sure many artists feel the same way as I do. It just… it just really sucks when doing something you love ends up being the one thing that’s holding you down.
I think I need to see someone. This is just… too much. Dx
Sometimes I sit and think about all I could be doing doing something else. But I don’t know what that something is. I don’t want to give up film, but I need a break from it. Or something. Or I need to stop class and just absolve myself into some new project. Something to get me into a different mindset. I don’t know. It’s a weird feeling. But I know I can’t stop. It’s become my job. But what I want… is another job. One that changes my day around. Spend the day working at a bar or coffeeshop or construction site, then spend my thoughtful nights creating things. God damn it, classes.
I gotta stop drinking coffee in the labs. I think it’s making me less alert, and more jumpy and clausterphobic. x.x; Shit.
