I can tell how easy it can be to get addicted to something at this point in people’s lives.
Uni has been getting harder, and harder, and harder. I don’t really mind though, it is supossed to be stimulating, but it is getting on the way of my almost non-existent social life. It seems like the few friends I have (or had) have grown tired of my excessively tight schedule and my incompetence to maintain any kind of relationships.
Anxiety isn’t nearly as bad as it used to be though. Not since I started going to the gym; Working out has filled all those dark spaces in my brain with endorphins.
However, I think I’ve become somewhat dependant of those endorphins; Last week I barely had time to eat, and for the same reason I couldn’t hit the gym. I wouldn’t stop thinking about all the exercises I wasn’t doing, about the weights I wasn’t lifting… It made me quite anxious.
This got me thinking… Maybe that’s my lifesaver? Like other people have cigarettes, drugs, bubblegum… Things that keep us from going insane.
Whoops, I’m outta friends.
I am slowly turning into something sub-human.
Hajime Sorayama ~ "Sexy Robots"
"Japanese artist Hajime Sorayama has always had verging on freakish admiration of the voluptuous and anatomically gifted subjects of the American pin up art used in film and advertising. The very style that inspired him, he took to new levels with exquisite detail using paint and airbrush in a style that oozes 70s and…well a lot of metal. His lady Frankenstein was the Gynoid - a highly sexualised robotic figure, that he developed in the late 70s which, although kind of weird when you think about it, are completely awesome on so many levels."
I choose not to believe in love.