It's nice going out alone, once in awhile

Woke up feeling really heavy today. There's been way too many things on my mind lately, their collective weight a heavy burden upon my feelings.

Morning football helped ease it a little. On the court, the feelings disappear, and for those couple of hours I was happy. Sadly, it only lasted that long. Falling asleep on the train ride home didn't help much.

After a shower, and mulling about at home for a period, decided to leave house and pick up a couple of things I was in need of. Beforehand, I asked around a couple of friends, but no one was available. So I decided to go it alone.

Although in the end, I only managed to obtain 2 of my 4 objectives for the day, the time spent alone sorting out my thoughts made me feel good about myself again. It's relaxing knowing that one can walk free without the stresses of life and people.

I was searching

I had one of those moments.



The path had always been right there, glaringly obvious to my avoiding eyes. Fearful, I stubbornly chose the alternatives, the convoluted side-tracks leading me to where I stand right now.

The middle of nowhere.

Confusion sets in; the belief and confidence in the path taken shattering like a mirror, jagged shards a stark representation of the broken spirit beneath my facade. Emotions coalesce into anger, first directed towards others, and then towards myself. Frustration follows, a raging torrent held back by the once stalwart confidence, now let loose and furious. Painfully it passes, and in it's wake comes profound sadness, and the slow but sure understanding of the futility of it all.

It all happens in the space of minutes. Hard-hitting, powerful emotions rend havoc, the vulnerabilities of the soul laid bare.

Yet, there always existed that faint glimmer of hope. Distant, yet visible, the right path called out, offering a life-line out of the dismal abyss.

I grab it, and I cling on tight, any and all hesitation discarded.



Once again, I stand before the right path.



Forgive me for being dramatic and all, but I just felt the need to type this all out.

Clients say the darndest things

This happened to me 2 days ago.



I've been doing designs for a client for about a week now.

He keeps asking me to 'reduce transparency'. I took it that he wanted it lighter, so I kept adjusting each version as he keeps asking me to reduce it more and more.

Then he decides to call.

Client : Hello? Isaac?
Me : Hi, yea.
C : Hey, I just got your design.
M : Yep.
C : Did you reduce the transparency?
M : Umm, yea. I did exactly that.
C : Oh... okay...
(short pause)
C : Have you even been to our building?
M : You mean ********? (censored so I don't get my ass sued)
C : Yea yea. You been here before right? Did you get a look at the windows?
M : ... Windows?... Oh.

And then, it clicked. I finally realized what he wanted.

He wanted me, to make the design translucent.



On the computer screen.



So like, I'm either Tony Stark, or Houdini apparently.

Durarara!! Shoot

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Shot at backstreet areas somewhere near chinatown.

Photographer :
Valefor

Cosplayers :
Orihara Izaya - Val
Kishitani Shinra - d3athjok3r
Celty Sturulson - Sakana
Heiwajima Shizuo - Seras

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Daikon

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Not now

3 hours to jamming and I've yet to nail down the new song. Life's just been to packed as of late.

And I'm starting to develop a flu. So much for 'faking' for an MC.

Good thing I've got some meds, should provide some temporary relief for now.