Archive for July, 2004
Layouts: Web and Yearbook
Posted on: 13th of July 2004 | Under: Artsy Fartsy

Finally, a new layout! ^^;;

Instead of working on our yearbook layout, this afternoon I sat myself down to work on this site. It was in dire need of a facelift, really. I was getting sick and tired of seeing the grey tones of my previous layout. Sure, the contents are still the same (I haven’t had the time, nor the inspiration to add anything new), but at least this is something fresh to look at.

Being the graphic/layout editor of my batch’s yearbook, has forced me to fiddle around with Photoshop once again. Having almost 200 pages to do in about a month and a half’s time is a lot of work, but it’s been a thrilling job for me.

I had always dreamed of getting myself involved in such work. I’ve been fond of designing graphics, posters and different layouts for as long as I can remember. For several years, I was contented with designing websites. I would tweak around Photoshop and familiarize myself with its different functions. It was a hobby that somewhat helped me develop, not only my skill, but my love for graphic design too. I enjoyed, and still enjoy making websites, but I always hoped that one day I would find myself working on the layout of magazine or a book.

Sure, it’s only a school yearbook that I’m doing and it’s nothing grande, but I’m still very much psyched up. I can’t wait to work on the rest of the pages. I’m excited to see the final outcome of the work that I had always dreamed of doing. =)

.i love you, my bebe! =).
I Am A Woman
Posted on: 8th of July 2004 | Under: Thoughts & Emotions
“I am a woman and I am fragile.”
– from Paulo Coelho’s novel – 11 minutes
That should speak for itself.

Shopping indeed has some therapeutic effect. For a minute you forget that you spent the previous night restless in bed with a million questions bothering you. You forget that your nose is blocked up and your eyes swollen too.

There’s just something about walking around the mall that helps take you away from the confusion you’re going through. Going through each rack in every shop makes it seem as if everything’s alright. For a minute, you forget everything. But when you’re finally on your way home, armed with only your thoughts, you are pulled back to reality and realize that things aren’t really fine.

I should probably drag myself to the mall tomorrow. I need another minute spent away from reality.