Waking up is hard.
Jan. 28th, 2010 04:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
digitalrukiThe reason I've had a hard time waking up lately is probably that I've been drinking more caffeinated beverages. But I can't help it! Vending machines are *everywhere* here. Also, Japan is a cash-based society, meaning no credit cards to pay for things--Which means having a lot of change. And what can you do when your wallet weighs five pounds? Vending machine time~!
I must make note of the fact that I had my first karaoke experience last Friday on my *biiirthday!*! It was very authentically Japanese except for all the American songs. There wasn't a wide selection, but we found some essentials:
"Singles Ladies" by Beyonce
"Yesterday" by the Beatles
"Bad Romance" by Lady Gaga
"Swing Swing" by the All-American Rejects
"Call Me" by Blondie
"Part of Your World" from The Little Mermaid
We also found Ride on Shooting Star by the Pillows and rocked the sh*t out of it. yesss
In celebration of my reaching the coveted 21-year mark, I ordered myself an ice-cream cocktail.
And folks, let me just say, cocktails should *always* have ice cream in them. New life rule.
Following my fabulous birthday party I crawled into bed and happily stayed there for the entire weekend. It's one of my bad habits, but sometimes (perhaps most often after social outings) I get so tired of people and just need to disconnect. I'd been craving the life of a slug recently.
In other news. This week I started to drop back into the rhythm of art school, realizing that I had a very long list of projects I wanted to complete before the semester was out. I competed 1 illustration, but in doing so I ignited a hunger in me to do so much more. Comics, illustrations, projects! My creative juices have begun to flow. I spend a lot more time commuting (and sleeping) here, and during my free time I tend to either go on outings or just goof off. This is so not productive! And so not me!
I know I said I was tired of the workaholic side of me, but I kind of miss it too. I did have a flashback to last semester the other day, when I couldn't decide if I wanted to go on the schoolchildren outing again or if I wanted to stay and work on my comic. I seriously stood by my locker for a full ten minutes debating. It was like every day of sophomore and junior year, right here in Japan where I'd come to escape the heavy feeling of guilt.
I ended up apologizing to the school-outing coordinator and returning to the studio. I was glad to have the time to work, and I was happy with my progress. But see, this is exactly the conflict I was having problems with. My work keeps getting in the way of obligations I make to other people. In choosing to work on my art, I almost always am letting someone down. The opposite is also true. By choosing to spend time with someone, I'm haunted by the potential work I could be getting done. I don't understand how other people can balance both parts of their life.
Frankly, I'm glad my creative drive has started to kick in. Now I have all these thoughts and ideas swirling, and I can't wait to get them out. I work so hard at having a social life (well, hard for me...actually I barely work at it at all), but at a desk or an easel is where I'm truly comfortable. Can anyone blame me for choosing work over play? It's uncomplicated, there's never any small-talk or chit-chat, no schedule to coordinate. And I'm good at it.
Next: Pictures and Art. Love,
Pizza Face
I must make note of the fact that I had my first karaoke experience last Friday on my *biiirthday!*! It was very authentically Japanese except for all the American songs. There wasn't a wide selection, but we found some essentials:
"Singles Ladies" by Beyonce
"Yesterday" by the Beatles
"Bad Romance" by Lady Gaga
"Swing Swing" by the All-American Rejects
"Call Me" by Blondie
"Part of Your World" from The Little Mermaid
We also found Ride on Shooting Star by the Pillows and rocked the sh*t out of it. yesss
In celebration of my reaching the coveted 21-year mark, I ordered myself an ice-cream cocktail.
And folks, let me just say, cocktails should *always* have ice cream in them. New life rule.
Following my fabulous birthday party I crawled into bed and happily stayed there for the entire weekend. It's one of my bad habits, but sometimes (perhaps most often after social outings) I get so tired of people and just need to disconnect. I'd been craving the life of a slug recently.
In other news. This week I started to drop back into the rhythm of art school, realizing that I had a very long list of projects I wanted to complete before the semester was out. I competed 1 illustration, but in doing so I ignited a hunger in me to do so much more. Comics, illustrations, projects! My creative juices have begun to flow. I spend a lot more time commuting (and sleeping) here, and during my free time I tend to either go on outings or just goof off. This is so not productive! And so not me!
I know I said I was tired of the workaholic side of me, but I kind of miss it too. I did have a flashback to last semester the other day, when I couldn't decide if I wanted to go on the schoolchildren outing again or if I wanted to stay and work on my comic. I seriously stood by my locker for a full ten minutes debating. It was like every day of sophomore and junior year, right here in Japan where I'd come to escape the heavy feeling of guilt.
I ended up apologizing to the school-outing coordinator and returning to the studio. I was glad to have the time to work, and I was happy with my progress. But see, this is exactly the conflict I was having problems with. My work keeps getting in the way of obligations I make to other people. In choosing to work on my art, I almost always am letting someone down. The opposite is also true. By choosing to spend time with someone, I'm haunted by the potential work I could be getting done. I don't understand how other people can balance both parts of their life.
Frankly, I'm glad my creative drive has started to kick in. Now I have all these thoughts and ideas swirling, and I can't wait to get them out. I work so hard at having a social life (well, hard for me...actually I barely work at it at all), but at a desk or an easel is where I'm truly comfortable. Can anyone blame me for choosing work over play? It's uncomplicated, there's never any small-talk or chit-chat, no schedule to coordinate. And I'm good at it.
Next: Pictures and Art. Love,
Pizza Face
