My stomach is empty, but I don't feel like eating suddenly anymore. I don't feel like doing anything anymore. I don't feel like caring. I don't feel like like wanting to love you anymore. I don't feel anything. I wish I could understand what you meant, so I at least had a piece of mind. So at least I understand why you said what you said. So I ( Read more... )

Coming home tonight... chill little two day visit. See some of you fools there.

Good friends make life easier and much better.

A photo tour of my room. Epic.

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Got up today at 8 a.m. for my first class of the second session. But my teacher thought it would be a sweet idea to cancel class. Not that I'm complaining... but I got up early for no reason. And now, I'm awake. Too awake to fall back asleep. Stupid.
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Scanning in the Final Five = too lazy.
Cleaning my room = mandatory.
Writing an eight page research paper = gay and mandatory.

I want it to be Friday so I can be done with this bullshit session and go home for a week.

Today wasn't too bad. Took my final exam, which surprisingly, I handled quite well. I took a nap, and fell asleep to Moz. Just as planned. Sickkkkk. I called up Justin and headed over to his place and he modeled for me, those shots turned out well. It was tight hanging out with Justin again, I missed that guy. After 15 minutes of work and four ( Read more... )

Today I will be in the darkroom for hours upon end for my final five project. But first, Morrissey and nap time.

I got bored of studying, pulled myself off the cross, and took the time to write Marisol one of the most heartfelt comments I have ever created. It was about an episode of Six Feet Under. It is the only episode I've ever seen. Enjoy, for this is a work of art in motion ( Read more... )

My day started off horribly. 1 p.m. Alarm decided it needn't go off at 9 a.m. like I instructed it to. Already lagging, I struggled to get myself to get to the Montecito campus in order to develop my 35mm window light portraits. About 20 ft from the campus, I came to the amazing realization that I left my entire milk crate of chemicals, tools and ( Read more... )