Dysfunctional Dreamer

I Hope This Excitement Lasts....

I am currently working on my own project brief (which is explained on my other blog), so I have been excitedly creating this little girl character. I don't know why she's in a cat costume or why she has a tail, but I was at my wits end trying to develop a lovable character. I liked her a lot, so I stuck to her. Doesn't she look adorable??? (heee...)

Anyways, I am trying my hand at writing my own story...so guys, please let me know what you think of the roughs on my oodles-of-doodles blog. I'm working out the colours very slowly, coz I don't wanna fuck it up...and these pictures may not even be the end product.

Hope you guys enjoy this character as much as I do!

posted by nori_b @ 3:45 PM 0 comments

The Things That Are Wrong With The World...

I remembered the feeling of doom as I entered the school premises on Monday. That is such a horrible feeling to have(although it probably would change if I lived further away from uni, it'll just be the feeling of relief getting in on time)! My eyes scrutinized the cafeteria thinking- gosh, these people are so unneccessary, considering the amount of bullshit they produce....they're just in here for the glamour-'wowee, lookiee me, I'm a fashionable artist!'. I guess it's kinda sick that everyone here I think is pretentious...(they probably are...well, with some exceptions of course...) I just can think of so many examples of people whom I can't find a purpose for why they're even here. It's sick. SICK.

You should listen to the crits I have to painfully sit through...after awhile, you KNOW that some people are just made of CRAP. The only thing that comes out of their mouth is CRAP and they produce CRAP work. Also after sometime, they look like CRAP. Maybe I just don't fit in. Maybe I don't want to fit it. Not with the CRAP filled cesspool.

I just want to be normal. So help me GOD.

BUT....
Here is a lifesaver for my sanity. Put a smile on my face. Visit this website: http://www.toothpastefordinner.com

posted by nori_b @ 11:41 AM 0 comments

If I Go...

If I move out of Shenley Road, yes, I will be sad....I do love the house...
But I guess I will be happier living with people I know. Whom I can talk to rationally. Who have more initiative. The last year of my degree will be a blast. I will make it so.

But for now, I'll leave the money on the counter, and for all I care, it can rot there. I already did my part.

posted by nori_b @ 11:18 AM 0 comments

...So now you know. I thought you would. But I tried. If you don't understand why I did it, then this has to be goodbye. It was the last thing I could do for you because I care. Because you wouldn't listen. Did you think it was easy for me? I've weighed out the consequences, prepared myself. I know it could go either way. But it was the only way I could reach out to you, my last desperate attempt to help. If you hate me for it, then there is nothing more I can do, or will do. I did nothing wrong. I'm sorry for trying.

posted by nori_b @ 1:51 PM 0 comments

Solace, can be found when you least expect it...

This Will All Make Perfect Sense Someday- John Mayer

this will all make perfect sense someday
i'll be A-ok....this will all make perfect sense someday
there’s got to be a reason for the rain

all my bills have all gotten paid
i saved the bad, i broke the bank
this could have been a slow song
a laundry list of all the wrongs
but at the end of the day
this is my beautiful disaster piece I’ve made
and it goes, and i quote, and i never would lie:

this will all make perfect sense someday
i'll be A-ok....
this will all make perfect sense someday
there’s got to be a reason for the rain

i don't understand the numbers
but my faith is in the math
and the odds are all this pain will even out in the end
and we'll look back and laugh

and to all the hearts i've broken
and the ones that once broke mine
i've got suspicions all will be forgive in time
all you gotta do is call them up and say:

this will all make perfect sense someday
i'll be A-ok....
this will all make perfect sense someday
there’s got to be a reason for the rain

and if it ever gets bad, i mean really bad
i'll move to Nova Scotia and forget the life i had
be up at nine each morning down by the shore
collecting things that fell off boats in storms
Okay, so i might never but it’s nice to know the options there
the options there...

this will all make perfect sense someday
i'll be A-ok....
this will all make perfect sense someday
there’s got to be a reason for the rain
a reason for the rain,
a reason for the rain
the reason for the rain, for the rain

and it doesnt help that i keep biting my lip in the same place

posted by nori_b @ 2:32 PM 0 comments

My first panic attack. Thank you Francesco for finding me in time.

I can't go on anymore. It is not about me. It is not about me. It is not about me.
So why do you blame me so?

I don't want to say anything for fear of saying the wrong thing.
I don't want to do anything for fear of my own strength.

I cut you off.
I cut you off.

posted by nori_b @ 4:36 PM 1 comments

New Look

The blonde guy who plays his guitar horizonally on his lap in Covent Garden has had a transformation. His haircut-from shaggy punk to now decent-looking human being. Maybe now people will take his talents more seriously.

posted by nori_b @ 4:23 PM 0 comments