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It’s kinda sad

Thursday, April 28th, 2005 | bitter queen

As I sat down during my graphic design class, I looked back on some of my past work. I looked at work I did on the long rides up to the Chamblee MARTA station after class, and some work I did on the long nights I stayed over at the art labs in Miami. There used to be a time when i lived and breathed design. Colors and fonts came easily to me, and it was something which made me laugh and giggle, only because the color scheme was preposterous, but worked to please my eyes. My eyes lit up when I saw fuschia and neon green, and hipster guys rocked my soul and made me lust.

I think I almost shed a few tears in the design lab as I realized just how low I have gone in terms of lacking design creativity. Right now I struggle with churning out design ideas, while back then, it just seemed so much easier. The days I would

Now, I’m a has-been. All I have is a back-catalog of works and ideas, and no fruits for the present day. I’m a shadow of my former self, because I chose to try to forget my life in Miami. I think I’m due for a period of soul-searching, and now that school is out, I just might use my free time for that. Forget the chaos around me now, and try to look deep inside for my inner designer.

And fuck him in the ass.

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