Waking up to the quiet hum of airplanes flying overhead? The smell of home cooked chicken adobo? Soft light pouring through the curtains and not crappy blinds?
The sun doesn’t rise too early here and my roommate isn’t loudly blow drying her hair with the sink light. (I don’t really mind, though, because when that happens all I have to do is search for my earphones and plug them in) Doors aren’t constantly slamming in the building, students aren’t running to catch the bus outside, and people aren’t yelling across the dorms to greet each other. This bed is too big and needs to be propped next to the wall, not to mention being so close to the floor. The covers didn’t accumulate body heat over the six hours and the a/c isn’t blasting cold air everywhere in room but on my side. I have four cushions including a body pillow with two comforters, not a flat soggy pillow with one poorly stuffed duvet cover.
Never felt like I left home. Never felt like I left Savannah. Home does not feel like home. Everyone was so anxious and excited to go home, even the new friend that I made on the plane. But I don’t care to be here, other than food and shopping and gaming. Time moves the same pace as it always had, even during those six hours in the airport. I hope my only friends I made from my senior year change that feeling.
Finished the first coupon. LOOKS AWESOME. Getting the second coupon done quickly. Photoshop starts lagging. PHOTOSHOP FREEZES. ALL OF A SUDDEN MY KEYBOARD ISN’T WORKING!! HOW DOES THIS HAPPEN!! I HAVE TO COPY AND PASTE EVERY SINGLE LETTER TO GET THINGS DONE!
THIS IS RIDICULOUS.
Wake up roommate to ask to use her Mac. Feel bad about it. Re-make second coupon. Can’t use logo file I have saved, have to go back on my computer to send PSD to myself via e-mail. Navigate through the internet using copy and pasted letters. Learn I saved the wrong PSD file. Have to save a new one. Trying. To. Send. File. To. My. Self. But. Can’t. Because. Keyboard. Not. Working.
TURN BACK TO MAC AND SEE THAT IT WENT TO SLEEP AND NOW I CAN’T USE IT BECAUSE I DON’T KNOW THE PASSWORD AND I DON’T WANT TO WAKE UP MY ROOMMATE!!!
I am SO out of practice. All my crap is so homogeneous… that’s what happens when all I watch is anime and stop studying my favorite illustrators/animators… ugh. All I have going are action poses, and I don’t even like most of them.
I swear I’m going to do better doing break. Expect some SketchDaily posts for the next few months. Hopefully.