summer comes to carlisle too.

It's been a while since my last entry. Or maybe it hasn't, but I just feel like time is either speeded up or going very slow. Probably because so many things happen everyday, because I think I have a lot of stuff to do, or that I actually have a lot of stuff to do. I don't know. Time is weird. Some things seem like they happened yesterday, like moving to England and contemplating dropping out after a few days, when in fact it was 3 years ago. Other things, like going to Newcastle to see Timourous Beasties and have sushi, seem like 10 years ago, when it happened just last October. And then Christmas was last week in my head, but going to New York was probably last year. It's all upside down. One thing is for sure though; summer is here now. It actually comes to Carlisle as well. I can tell, because I fell asleep in the sun and does therefore have very red arms now. Summer is awesome, but it's not good for design. Sitting in front of my Mac computer these days is such a party-pooper. I think there will be a lot of design nights from now on; going to work when the sun sets. Kind of like a graphic design vampire (oh, damn, I saw that Twilight movie by the way. I laughed so hard. Who the fuck wrote the script for that shitty piece of film? Worst emo-lines ever!).

done walking with my regular shoes.

Finally, it's finished. Done Walking With My Regular Shoes is my new book and it's done, it's printed, it's bound and it's great. It feels like I have a baby. When I woke up this morning, my first thought was to check on the book, to see that everything was okay. My head was all soar from not getting enough sleep, but I had to check on it. The glue was dried, the pages looked alright, flipping the pages worked. And it makes me feel so proud. I'm super happy with it. I can't believe I've done it. The tutors will probably hate it, I'm sure. I'm sketch-book-Stina, right? I'm not supposed to deal with typography and photographs, it's too late to learn new things when you're a 3rd year student. I don't want to hand this in. Fuck final major projects! Fuck uni! I don't want to be associated with them, I wanna be Stingosaurus and do awesome things for the rest of my life. Just do what I love and screw everyone else. Is it okay to say that? Will anyone hire me or publish my work if I say what I really feel? I'm so done with tipping on my toes around people with "athority", just to not offend anyone or being afraid to be put in a possition where I don't get anything. I'm so done with being catagorized and do the same thing to other people. It makes me fucking upset and pissed off and I just want to be free from it. Right now my mind is end-of-project-blurry and this anger probably doesn't make any sense to you. It's partly what my book is about though, but being set in New York instead of crappy Carlisle, so perhaps you should read it. When things are getting a little less crazy around here, I think I'll put it on Lulu.com where people can actually buy the book. Let me know if you want to order a copy.

a very tiny book.

Just made this tiny little mock-up of my upcoming book. So far it's rough experiments put together. But hopefully, by working with the crazy speed that I've had for the last couple of weeks, it will be shiny gold making-evil-people-cry beautiful when it's completely finished.

cre-active.

Time's 00.30 and I'm cre-active (actively creative). Picked up new photos today. Had to have fun with them. Can't go to sleep otherwise!