comm management exam on wednesday, and i need to study but i'm so tired. kind of torn between looking forward to the recess week and dreading it, because there's so much work to be done before that and also work to hand up after that.
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getting swamped!
oh and i saw this spree for fujifilm polaroid cameras, which i really feel like getting but which will probably end up being a waste of money anyway. i really like the polaroid effect in photos though. they make even the most mediocre of objects seem magical.

(from violetjulia)
okay maybe you need to already be a really awesome photographer to take nice polaroids.
and i'm feeling really old all of a sudden. maybe it's just the teetering on the brink of reaching your 20s that makes you feel this way, but it's so weird thinking back on how old you are and your lack of any significant achievements. i mean, i haven't made a difference in anybody's lives, and nobody will remember me for anything if i happened to just disappear right about now. fading off into oblivion is a really scary thought. you don't have to be known half the world over, but it'd be nice to know that people will remember you and want to keep you in their memories if you were to leave. i'm beginning to see the point of taking photographs now. it's kind of to leave some mark on the world you're going to leave behind someday.
i still don't like taking photos though. and if you're wondering why in the world i want a polaroid camera then, it's so i can take photographs of other people and keep them. i almost miss the days of film cameras because now with digital cameras everything feels so much more transient. kind of like at any second people will leave you and you won't have anything physical left of them to hold on to.
thinking along lines like these make me wonder why i'm wasting the prime of my life away doing things i don't really care very much about. the other day i was talking to my sister and we were wondering how much more appropriate it'd be if we lived out our lives in reverse. get all the fun and enjoyment done while we're able to do so and then start going to school and stuff when we're not able to move as much and all. okay i know it's a completely flawed argument once you sit down and think it through, but on the surface it does seem like a much better way to live your life out.
also, i came across this on papertissue.tmblr:
"anyone who falls in love is searching for the missing pieces of themselves. so anyone who's in love gets sad when they think of their lover. it's like stepping back inside a room you have fond memories of, one you haven't seen in a long time."
(excerpt from Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami)
i think i've mentioned this before, but there's a certain poetry in japanese that has been translated to english. which is one of the main reasons i picked up japanese in the first place (until i discovered other *ahem* reasons), because i wanted to know if it sounded as whimsical(?) in the original language itself. this reminds me of that poem that was up in the lit room board back in tj. again i think i've talked about this poem before -_- yes i'm totally running out of blogging material; it's the one by pablo neruda i think. i'm re-reading the poem now but it doesn't seem to feel like it did before or how i remember it felt, so i'm not sure if it's the same piece i'm looking at. in any case he's spanish and the original work was in spanish, so i was wondering if any of the original meaning could have been lost in translation.
oh and i thought it was kind of funny how above the poem ("don't go far off, not even for a day") there were google ads for treating sadness and depression haha.
alright work work like a miserable peon.
music: jojo; shinee
Labels: bad stuff, thoughts
tune out the world ; 7:45 PM