Stealthy Pride

Some days ago I was searching Graphic Design and Packaging books in the bookstore,
to get some inspiration for the work I'm currently doing.

I was gazing one by one, so I wouldn't miss a thing, when suddenly I noticed an attractive cover that made my hand automatically move towards it.

The title was vertical because the book was still in the shelf,

so I skewed my head a bit,

to read it before I grab it.

(And because my brain interprets faster than I move my arm)

HOLD IT HOLD IT HOLD IT HOLD IT HOLD IT

That was when I stopped, and retracted my hand back to my pocket.
Why was that? Why did I stopped all of a sudden?
Was anyone watching me?!

Actually the title of the book was something like:
"Design Dictionary for the Non Designers"

Of course no one noticed. Why would they? I guess although I'm still learning and hoping to become a great Designer I can't consider myself a non-designer... And grabbing that book was admitting that fact, the fact that I still have so much to learn and experiment.
I know books like these may have valuable information...
But I just..... Can't!
At least not right now.

This is Your World

What do I praise so much in a friend?
M E M O R Y !
That is why, for me, Alzheimer is the most horrible disease in the whole disease panoply.

Worst than cancer, I don't care.
Worst than a tumor, call me cruel if you want to.
Worst than being murdered.

Because I really like it when people remember, I really like when people care, I find it valuable because that is what I am as a person, and I am not (nor could I ever be) bragging.

You can't always get what you give (in fact most of the times you don't), which is one thing that made me really sad and depressed until I realized that:
I could change my personality or
I could accept it,
and I chose to accept it and plus boost it as I can't force myself to be vain, so I'll power up my humanism, even if it gets criticised.

I really don't like to write what I'm writing, I'm saying it so that everybody knows that, if you want to live in a World with people that care about you, you need to show them YOUR appreciation, or else, people will just be egoistic and self-centered, since that is what seems to be cool nowadays.

Then you will be wondering:
"What happened to X, she used to be so nice!"
Well apparently "nice" didn't bring her much joy.

Resolutions!

THIS YEAR,
my New Year's resolution is 1280 x 800 px

Speaking of resolution, I noticed that some pretty crappy work may turn into a masterpiece if you shrink it to about 1/50 its size.
It goes from

"What the hell is this crap?!"

to "Look! I cleverly hid all the flaws! Now I'll just tell everybody I made it to be this size!"

(...)

If you ain't got nothing nice to say...




(...)




Then don't say nothing!
(enjoy the silence)

Same Year, Different Self

I write in English because I can't express myself in my own language.
I don't write in French because...

**Now before I proceed, a quick interruption (brought to you by some kind of letter of the alphabet)**
I noticed that Blogger is being a little discriminating because when I wrote the word English up there I wrote it with a small "E" and it underlined the word with a malicious red color... AS IF! You self centered people! When I wrote French in the same way you didn't correct me at all! What is the matter with you Blogspot? Are you trying to say something?

As I was saying, I don't write in French because I'm green and I don't want to befriend a dictionary for the rest of my blogposts.

So, beginning a new year made me question myself:
I'm so young, why do I have 100 different cards in my wallet?
I'm so young, but I subscribed/have my data in so many websites that stuffed my brain with pretty images, nice deals and insightful text.
I'm so young, but I already take 3 or 4 different pills a day!
I'm so young, but I have so many concerns already, as if I had bills to pay, as if I had a family to take care of (and I do but at the same time I don't), as if I had no one to give me food and shelter.
I'm so young, they told me we shouldn't let TV eat our souls, now I don't watch it and they tell me I should - it's all about being culturally aware they say.