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With your limbs aching from a long journey you enter the old musty space, sweeping away a sprawl of cobwebs. Dust has settled itself on every surface, and in every crevice, since you had last walked through the doors into the domain. As particles of age sneak into your nostrils you sneeze harshly while the moldy air crawls into your throat. Tears form in your eyes as the fifth and final sneeze brings pain to your shoulder. The jerking action had always poked the old injury of yours. Looking about you see old pieces of art hidden under a blanket of dirt and grime, how long had it been since you were last here? In the corner you see an old broom that you decide to put to use.
Back and forth you move the bristle-ended pole across the floor, reveal the wood floorboards below. Where you have not swept your feet leave prints in grey sheet. It takes several hours of going to and fro before the room is restored to a state of habitability. A hundred letters lie before you on the old oak desk, most of them are tinted yellow in colour. You consider opening them all up and reading but a quick glance at your watch reminds you time is short, as it always is these days. Instead you scoop up the pile and walk it out to the bin still left sitting on the verge. The sun was beginning to lower from its zenith and you knew in a few hours you'd have to return to the monotony of work. For now though you steel back into the domain and picked up your old paints. The brushes are worn, stiff and frayed, the paints for the most part clogged and need unsealing. The canvas' themselves are in even worse conditions, it looks like rats had taken to them in your absence. The most unpolished of all things though are your skills, it has been so long and tapping into that old creativity is difficult with all the force remembered facts drilled into you. It's going to be difficult to get back into the sway but it is time to deviate away from reality - and back into the fantasy you once lived.
Back and forth you move the bristle-ended pole across the floor, reveal the wood floorboards below. Where you have not swept your feet leave prints in grey sheet. It takes several hours of going to and fro before the room is restored to a state of habitability. A hundred letters lie before you on the old oak desk, most of them are tinted yellow in colour. You consider opening them all up and reading but a quick glance at your watch reminds you time is short, as it always is these days. Instead you scoop up the pile and walk it out to the bin still left sitting on the verge. The sun was beginning to lower from its zenith and you knew in a few hours you'd have to return to the monotony of work. For now though you steel back into the domain and picked up your old paints. The brushes are worn, stiff and frayed, the paints for the most part clogged and need unsealing. The canvas' themselves are in even worse conditions, it looks like rats had taken to them in your absence. The most unpolished of all things though are your skills, it has been so long and tapping into that old creativity is difficult with all the force remembered facts drilled into you. It's going to be difficult to get back into the sway but it is time to deviate away from reality - and back into the fantasy you once lived.
A new car
So the last week I went and visited my mum who I haven't visited in about a year, even though she only lives 300km's away, due to me not having a car that I wanted to chance driving that far. I thus had to resort to taking the train down, which then resulted in the train not working and having to bus all the way down. That said while down their I managed to find a reasonably priced car for sale and now I have a new car. I have finally upgraded from the awful Holden Barina to a Kia Rio. Until this morning it also had a butterfly tramp stamp on the top of its window. It still has no name, haven't thought of anything for it. The Barina I formall
Uni Update
Update on University progress - So technically I haven't graduated. Even though last time I was in student services I was told I had completed everything for my minor it turns out that person was wrong and I still have to do a part 2 unit for my minor to finish my studies. Here's the catch, there is no units this semester I can do. I either have to wait for next year or do what is called an Individual Study Contract which is kind of like a mini honours degree.
Well at least I know what is going on.
THE AWESOME
Sorry I have not been posting for ages, this semester of University has been full on.
First and for most. I missed out on going to comicon due to having to concentrate on my uni studies and projects. That said I found out some really awesome news. My animation For Game Animation was shown at Comicon for my University's panel and setup. Pretty stoked about that. If you are interested I uploaded a very compressed file to my old Youtube account:
Also, this semester we have been working on a game that is designed to help stroke survivors to regain movement in their arms. We have been working beside WANRI (Western Australian Neuroscience Resear
Happy Birthday - I guess
So on Monday the 23rd I turned a quarter of a century (25). Must say I am getting old and wondering why I've yet to really achieve anything. I'm sure I'll get somewhere soon with perseverance.
Really not certain what to make of my life up until now. I oft feel I wasted a lot of time trying to make friends. This sentiment is reinforced when I had my Birthday party on Saturday and zero of my so called friends rocked-up. The time spent forming those so called friendships I could have spent improving my art, better learning programs like Unreal and Unity. I guess I could say i have found more friendship in pets than I ever have in a fellow human
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