Mar4

Real tales of Oslo City

Jesus, it’s already been 3 days since I posted! My attempt to post once daily the first month is in ruins before I’ve barely even started. I had completely forgotten how difficult it is keeping a blog. I’ve been trying to post as little as possible about my personal life, as I’m frightened of boring you to death. But the other possibility - not posting at all - makes boredom even more likely. So I guess the former is the lesser evil. ;)

Little piece of information about me: I am absolutely awful at saying no. I’m a people pleaser. I want everyone to like me, and I definitely don’t want anyone to find me rude. This has bitten me in the ass more times than I can count. A recent example follows.

The other night, I had been to the city, so I was sitting on Burger King while waiting for the train to come. Now, note that I was alone, and that the area around the central station is not one with a good reputation - you could walk 20 meters from the main entrance and on the way score both heroin and a hooker. Anyway, once I’d finished the meal, I fished my iPhone out of the pocket and started watching random YouTube videos to keep myself entertained. Then, out of nowhere, a complete stranger sits down across from me and begins conversing. He’s maybe a year or two older than me, African, and speaks somewhat broken Norwegian. I play along despite being completely uninterested.

When my train’s a couple of minutes away, he insists on following me down to the platform. When I’m about to board, he asks for my number. I hesitate, but because I’m terrified of being impolite or rude, I give it to him.

On Sunday, he sends me two texts and calls me thrice. I never dared to pick it up, instead ignoring it until it stopped ringing. On Monday, he calls me thrice more. By now, I’m dreading every time I hear my familiar Super Mario theme ringtone, but he seems to have given up and finally taken the hint.

I feel awful about it. :( And slightly flattered. But mostly awful.

My best friend is now making me say “NO” to a request at least once daily, to ensure something similar doesn’t happen again.

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Mar1

but dorothy was right though

Here’s the reason why I want to do design professionally when I grow up: the satisfaction I get from seeing things I’ve made in use is enormous. For example, I’ve done everything design-related for my school’s revue, which premiered on Wednesday. Watching everyone in the audience sitting there paging through my event programme was a great feeling.

I’ve been working on developing the new version of Galleristic lately. I took the old version down from my scripts collection not too long ago because of insecurities, (I first wrote it when I was 13, after all…) but the new one should be up in less than a month. I’m writing it from scratch, adding new features, updating it to today’s standards and most importantly fixing all security vulnerabilities that existed in version 1.0. When Galleristic 2.0 comes out, it should be a great script for maintaining a basic photo gallery or portfolio, which is easy to customize based on your own needs and design.

Here’s a little preview of the redesigned default template. Compared to the old one, it’s quite a big improvement. ;)

galleristic.png

If you have thoughts or inputs, either on the design or features you wish to have in Galleristic, feel free to share. I’ll probably need beta testers in not too long as well, so if you keep checking this blog, I’ll post a link to a beta .zip sooner or later! :D

(PS: I have a habit of taking my post titles from random song lyrics - get used to it. ;) And if you want to, you can guess where they are from.)

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Feb26

Art For Art’s Sake

Lately, I’ve become increasingly interested in designing for no particular purpose - you know, art for art’s sake. The last year and a half, I don’t think I’ve ever actually made anything that wasn’t a) a school project, b) a work project, c) something else that had some kind of use, whether being a portfolio for myself or posters promoting our student’s revue.

I’m thinking I should probably do something about that - if I want any hope of coming into my universities of choice, my portfolio should probably contain some creative pieces, right? The only issue here though, is getting the inspiration and ideas! However, that’s what I have this fancy little list for - 5 quick tips for finding design inspiration. ;)

  • Listen to your favorite music, and try to visualize the song.
  • Take a scene or quote from a movie, and describe it with graphics.
  • Ask a good friend for good ideas.
  • Think of a clear message you’d like to broadcast - how can you illustrate it?
  • And last, but not least - find inspiration in other people’s work.

Since this was all going on during Math, #3 really was the easiest option. Asking a friend returned the prompt “the Americanized global society” - which quickly resulted in ideas for several concepts. End result? It’s over here, at DeviantArt. I’m really pleased with it, to be honest.

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Feb25

…and beyond!

This is fascinating. It appears that Wordpress has changed tremendously since I last used it, what, 3-4 years ago? Time flies. People change. Software bloats. Software actually bloats to the degree that it makes me want to write my own CMS instead, but I seriously don’t have the time.

This is also temporary. I’m just playing with blogging because I kind of feel like designing a blog. But in the meantime, here’s a little about me:

I’m Christine. I’m 17. I’ve been developing websites for 7 years now, but my main interests are in designing, not programming. That’s why I’ve never ventured beyond PHP and MySQL. I want to have a career in either advertising or graphic/web design when I grow up.

People fascinates me. If I didn’t already have my occupation planned, I’d want to be a psychiatrist, or a profiler.

I have a lot of different  dreams that all overlap, clashes. I hope we have several lives, so that I eventually can try them all. Because I’d also like to be a FBI agent, a surgeon, a drug addict, a model, a millionaire.

I’m a huge geek, but I don’t define myself by it.You wouldn’t be able to tell that I’m anything but “normal” if you walked past me on the street. Perhaps not even if you’d known me for a month, because few people in real life know the true capabilities of my nerdiness.

I read both Digg, and ONTD. I both overuse abbreviations, and obsess about grammar. I’m an Apple fangirl with a Windows machine. I care as much about Britney’s latest hookup as I do the iPhone’s latest firmware.

IDK why I’m even writing this. I know I give fuck-all about other people’s introductions. I’m not particularly unique either. Just like everyone else. ;)

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