simoneruth: August 2009

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Saturday, August 29, 2009

this space is meant for dave 's photo grabs (:

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Thanks to Yiling's rolling playlist that day.
I am digging Coffee Prince : OST by Tearliner : Rain Coat
Tearliner plays a good mix of Indie / Shoegaze / K-POP and
in some way or another they remind me of Whence He Came in the yester-years.
How i miss their sound.

Fight hard, It's not final round, you see.
Way you go, Wherever you go, right place.
More you run, more you get, he says.
It's not a final round, don't give up, he waves.

Bangs from the world, and falls to the ground, you lose.
Referee's scream, the lights of the roof and fly.
More you bleed, more you get, they say.
Higher goal, better girl, they say.

so Are you satisfied? It's no need to hurry and
so Are you happy now? It doesn't safe and sound.

Wake up on the clouds, there's nothing but white & blue.
Shower with rain, Dressed with snow, and go out.
More you laugh, more you cry for me.
Sing for them, burn to fire for lanes.

xoxo

Friday, August 28, 2009

workaholic syndrome

Nevertheless i could see it coming,
there's just something about me and work.

Recently, my life has been a hell of a ride,
yes - all work and no play makes jack a dull boy -
but.. i do play. And so, why am i so tired all the time?

From work, to work to work again, perhaps.
The monotony of everyday repeating itself.
I wish the corporate world was far more exciting!
I get back home, and it doesn't end there -
there's freelance projects to do and the list never ends.

Well, i would really say i am the one to be blamed,
as i can easily be difficult with everyone around and reject datelines,
BUT it's in my nature, always pleasing - which gets in the way.

I've learnt so much especially this past 2 weeks,
scrambling for air to breathe, yearning for a break.
Seeing black all around me as i yawn and think of collapsing
going without sleep. I am overworked.

And, i totally feel the only source of happiness,
comes from MOTIVATION now days.
When someone comes up and taps you saying
"You're doing good work." or when a client texts
"Hey ladies, just wanna let you guys are doing a great job."
It is really really heartwarming. Especially when you spend
hours in front of the mac, pouring your brains out and
illustrator-ing/ photoshop-ing/ indesign-ing like a mad cow.
All designers really need to feel is appreciated and not treated like a sweatshop warrior.
So...in view of my situation, knowing it myself,
what did i do? Nothing. Nothing. Nothing.

Except - totally go wonky and drunky today
feeling so happy that i knocked off at 6:30 AT LAST,
produced fairly good work, cancelled meeting my client,
and postponed doing work with T-REE.
Leaving the whole evening for me and dave (:

GAHS.

I need a breather soon.
Someone shake me.

P.S
dragonboy,
thanks for being so understanding.
i love you to bits!

xoxo