Spooky-Butt

Five weeks.  It's very strange, I'm still not sure of how I feel about Tucson but like it or not it's my home for the next two semesters.  The one thing I do know? I miss my darkroom like a son-of-a-bitch.  And sorority girls are supremely annoying, I fail to understand why they have to stay in the dorms and not move into the sorority housing already.  I have learned that depriving me of darkroom results in more frequent whiny moods, I will have to remember this when arranging future living situations.  However, I still get ridiculously excited over languages (thus proving that I am an incurable nerd).

Oh jesus, graduated highschool.  I'm exhausted and exhilarated and omigosh totally don't know what to do now.  I think I'm gonna get out and just not stop driving.  I'm itching so hard for a change of scene right now.  So let's all go out and make the world a less lonely place, hug a stranger (and possible get maced) it'll be great I promise.

Yeah, graduation is just around the corner...and I still don't fucking know where I'm going for college.  Probably U of A.  I have this hand coated emulsion thing I'm working on, it's gonna be a bitch to scan because I'm pretty sure cyanotype doesn't transfer onto the computer to well, thought maybe.  I love pear and lime flavored jelly beans, they are like the ultimate food (but I say this about a lot of food). Oh my lord I have so much I want to get done for my photo class and no time!  Shit! No one said the last three weeks would be STRESSFUL! NNOOO BUUUEEEENNOOO.  Oh yeah hooge essay too.  That would be the main source of my no bueno feel