
That will be the working title for my thesis. Walay magbuot. Much has happened in a span of two days. My brother and his family have moved in with us, I am sick, and I'm on my way to finding a studio space. To the Red Brain Group, I'm sorry I totally forgot about the meeting, I was sick anyway, I still am. I worked on the O Georg installation the whole of yesterday and today I started studies on dining chairs for the Dragnet collection, I hope I get a design approved- that will be the day. I also started on the rattan sample for the O Georg installation. I am too sick, preoccupied, and exhausted to feel about everything. This time, Russ is DOING too much and my tagline for the "Intersecting Here" show -I feel too much- doesn't really apply these days. Or maybe I am still feeling everything and maybe most of it has just gone to work, school, and FASO, channelled into creative and productive activities- I hope so. As usual, I miss the same person and forgive me for using the lyrics of a cheesy pop song: "I don't want another pretty face, I don't want just anyone to hold, I don't want my love to go to waste, I want you and your beautiful soul...", that came through my head as I was trying to sleep an hour ago. Supposedly, I was to take three hours of sleep before I get online, my brain won't stop working, I guess like Pat, I am thinking too much. Which reminds me, where is Pat? She wasn't at school today. I have written a letter to Ma saying they should put back the divisions to my current room so they can have their own, and that I cannot possibly work in this house. I aslo told her in the letter that I'll be the one to find the means to pay for the studio space. I hope I won't stop working at ICI after the first sem. I love working there but right now, I'm sick, stressed out, and love-deprived. Super Perfundo.(Image by Vera)