Unpacking my baggage

Updated AIESEC poster Don: "Kimb, everyday your life is a crisis, filled with decision-making" SO TRUE. Quote of the day. My ultimate weakness is my indecisiveness. I am simply incapable of making logical and rational decisions. Often, what does happen in the end, is that at the very essential last moment, I just opt for the choice with the point of argument to be lingering last in my head. You can totally brainwash me, since I usually end up choosing the worst option anyway. Yeah...my life movie slogan would be something like "Being mentally incompetent - I have it tough like that." I'm not going to go to Canberra for the VSA Youth Night this weekend. I've made this decision (70% positive, 30% still ready to be swayed) because I have commitments - to my friends, to myself, to my education, to my future. It sounds good to say that. Though, you never know, I could just as easily rock up tomorrow morning unexpected. And also, one should never be denied of van...

Getting harassed at work. Today, Matt (co-worker) took Nicole's (co-worker/uni friend) phone and texted me that she was "stuck" in the toilet and needed help. While giggling about it, I literally rushed out of the room to save her ass. I thought she was in need of some serial sanitary products or something. Got there - empty. Ran back - found Matt giggling his socks off. VERY FUNNY. Then they photoshopped my face into these hideous pre-made backdrops and photos. There's about 40 copies floating around and I have been warned that they'll be on everyone's desk tomorrow morning. Hate my life. On another note, really need to get around to doing homework.

Blogging at work. Ha ha. Currently have so much going on. Don't even know where to start with the things I need to do or chase up. Drained. 4-5 hours sleep each night. But I still love it. Busy is good. Will upload when I have a chance to breathe.

Early in the morning. Yes, that is beautiful motherfucking dew/frost/fog. That's how early it was. Model: Maria This song makes me so happy. Hello, did anybody watch Ugly Betty's finale? On a different note, I had a pretty fail day. I was the first person to my lecture, but managed to fall asleep throughout the entire thing. I dropped half a sandwich I bought at uni (I've been whining about this all day - it still hurts). I had work after uni and I was tired. After work, I went back to uni to scan some film, where I managed to single-handedly break the entire system/machine ("Wow. You're the first student to ever do this to the program..."). The whole building also got evacuated because of the faulty fire alarm system. Once we were allowed back inside and just when the scanning was working for me, the alarm went off again. So I spent about 3 unproductive hours at uni. Zilch. I had to rush out, but on the way out, I also got yelled at by the securit...

Posters out! Have barely slept over past few days. Three assignments down and I think I pretty much failed them all. NOT exaggerating. Like today, I had to do a 50 minute presentation with Noeleene. I was talking non-stop. The entire time, in my head I was thinking "Bitch, shut up already". So yeah...the presentation was supposed to be a facilitation, but I hardly gave the class a chance to discuss because I hogged all the talking time... One more day of uni tomorrow until mid-sem breaaaaakk!!!!!!!!!!!! Work, work, work. Need to still go to work and do work despite it being holidays. Sadface.

These flyers are to be printed and released today. Posters coming soon (when I find the time to squeeze them in between my insane schedule and work load).

I'll taste the sky and feel alive again Fashion editorial shoot for uni. Model: Kathy I love the way this video is shot.

How are you supposed to know when you are absolutely, completely okay? Are there meant to be signs that rain down into your life and spark the epiphany? Because honestly...how does it all work? How does one go about recognising this abstract and complex concept of self-fulfillment? I feel as though I need the concrete proof to show that I’m okay. I know that being ‘okay’ is but an idea; a projection that you place upon yourself. You are the one that defines how okay you are. You draw your own perimeters and set your own boundaries. When you feel okay, you should instantly know it - a recognition is triggered. But I feel I keep running back to this very topic. I’m always looking for some sort of external approval. Rather than seeking it from within myself, I look elsewhere in other people. "Tell me please, that I’m okay" - as though I don’t trust my own judgment. But it’s true, I don’t. I am so subject to change. I am fickle. Therefore, I don’t trust myself. Therefore, I never...

So let it be known: I am a loud, giggly, outrageous drunk. I am also a serial drunk communicator. I will talk to you about everything and tell my entire life story if you'll listen to me. I'll feel the need to contact anyone on my mind and confront them about some invisible, non-existent 'issues' as such. Or I'd just talk for the sake of it. Somebody should seriously consider signing a permanent contract with me. "Whenever Kimberly goes out in public and decides to consume alcohol, please confiscate her phone, laptop and pretty much any other mode of communication she can get her hands on." Maybe even snail mail. You never know, I could randomly decide to write a letter about how I feel and go post it... It's not a pretty sight...the breakdown that is. I'm a tool. I wish I were back here. This time in my life; this place in my life. Dawn. Good morning to life. Shot in the Vietnam countryside. Dawn is so beautiful. Beautiful. Beautiful. Beautiful. B...

I AM SO BAD WITH DEADLINES. All week, I haven't been doing any of the work I had planned...besides editing these babies here. It's Tuesday and I'll now have to cram everything in. Self-discipline, Kimb. Self-discipline dammit!

Autumn is my favourite season. I dig my watch. Other things I dig: Easter eggs My work friends Good night outs Things I do not dig: Waking up disorientated Drunk dialling P.S. Sorry I'm vain...because it works out - me being into photography and all. Just saying.

Waddup! It's the Easter long weekend YEAAAAAHHHH! My last hour or so at work today: My manager calls the office, co-worker picks up, then says to me "He wants to see you in the boardroom! He says he has a special errand for you" So I go there and I'm all "WHAT DO YOU WANT?" And he's all "Could you please go to Aldi and buy some lemons...so we can drink Tequila" HAHA, so the Finance Manager gave me $5 to spend on lemons, and I came back with 10. Everyone, including the MD, was very impressed and shocked. They were all, "...Why'd you get so many lemons? Are you sure he didn't just mean 2?" Screw you. I thought I did a very good job. Studio shoot on Wednesday with the beautiful medium format camera. With my amazing entourage - Maria (model), Ange (stylist), Kathy (photo assistant), Tony (balloon blower and popper...) Have a good weekend everyone!