seedkeeper

Finally posted the stuff from my Final Major Project O My Fucking God at Chelsea. Already finishing my first term at Central Saint Martins and very disappointed with myself, but I hope I can change that. That's what I remember every time I ask I'm alone at home and missing my friends in Brasil, that I'm here because here I have everything I need to change what I believe to be wrong with me, I don't have this feeling there, because everything is just too messed up most of the time. Is strange to have plans again, getting use to it...

I wanted to get rid of the last journal, but I don't know what to write, so here's a quote from Gizmodo: "I can see it already, when the fourth angel sounds the trumpet, people will take out their cellphones and start recording a video of the Apocalypse. Except iPhone users, who would only be able to take photos. That and change their Facebook status to "is watching the asteroid falling."" Because I now have a iPhone and I'm almost getting use to the lack of copy+paste...

Someone went to a party and meet [fuck, I still don't know how to write this] a person. Some weeks later that someone searched thought the party's picture to see if the person he/she had meet [argh, again] had came out in any, but since neither of them knew many people at the party, there wasn't any pictures of them. But since the party was held in a quite small flat, both could be seen several times in the background of a few pictures. I liked this idea. The photographic translation of the fact that stuff happens in the background of the smiley and happy people. That something more complicate than hugs was going on but was not the picture'