Things Unsaid

Not that is a bad thing. I mean, if that was as frequent as my lonely weekends, life would be better.

And, for the first time, I get the meaning of the lyrics to Best Of You.

Actually, he did.

Sade:
Isso só acaba se um de nós realmente quiser - e ninguém quer.
Não esquece - faça tudo que tiver que fazer antes de nos vermos, pois seu rendimento vai cair.
O meu cai.
Subo em cima de você [ou vice versa] e esqueço da vida...

Every now and then he says somethings I want to show the world.

I remmember the day I was given the gift of portable music. It was Christmas ´97, and I got my first discman. The first one to use it was mybrother. He excluded himself from the family reunion to an isolated room where he listened to his Alanis Morisette album, which was his present, in myChristmas present.

Since then, I don´t know what it feels like to be on a moving vehicle and not listen to music. That same discman would go everyday to class with me until early 2005, when I got my first iPod. I remmember when I started taking the city bus to school, I wouldn´t take me iPod with me in the beginning. But then I became a very bitter person. So started taking my iPod with me, even if taking the bus was somewhat dangerous.

Last night, I sync-ed my pictures library to my 80Gb iPod. I never sync my iPod to my libraries, but it was the only way to get my pictures into my iPod. So I did it. I payed much attention to not sync the songs and erase them all. But I guess that didn't work.

This morning, as I say to my dad in the car "I feel like listening to the Foos today", I realised I couldn't find any songs on my iPod. Only pictures! What good will that do?

This is my first big frustation I get from Apple. I'm guessing there are more to come. Oh well. 

Not for the first time this week, I'm realizing I can do more than I thought. Suprisingly enough, I had to hear that from other people.

Only, that I need more RAM to handle up to three major softwares running simontaniously.

Isn't it funny, how the one thing I love the most about the person I love the most is the same thing I hate the most about everybody else?

Isn't that ironic?

I've just discovered a whole new world in the wonder that is Adobeland.

Now all I need is to nerd my way through life for another three years so I can master Adobe Camera Raw like I've mastered Photoshop. Muwah muwah muwah.

It sure is! It first started with me finally getting the job I wanted at school. I got a chance to talk with the guys from the department, which are offering jobs for students in the editing rooms working with Final Cut Pro on a Power Mac G5; and in the classrooms where they have hands-on classes with Photoshop and Final Cut Pro. I wanted to work in the editting rooms, but since I know my way around Photoshop, they put me in the classrooms. Plus, most kids who apply never worked with Macs - I know, it's a shame - and since I did, I got a big "yes! come work with us!" from them. I should start working as soon as I get all the documents ready.

 

Then, after that, I bought my Tim Festival tickets, which included concerts by The Arctic Monkeys and The Killers.

 

In the words of the immortal Chandler Bing, could I be any happier?