Hell weeks used to come around every three weeks or so but every week feels like one this semester. The body old, and the mind not as willing to keep up the (super) destructive (super) late nights routine.
Can’t wait for the holidays, four more weeks to go.
Please. Let it all stop.
How did I let myself become like this
In the time to come,
None of these would matter. Riiiiiiiiiiiiiight?
Leave it all behind.
I’ve always knew that being a good photographer meant more than having a good camera. To be acutely aware of what setting combinations to use for what subject and all sorts of a range of other variables… it’s no wonder why I never had an interest in photography. Ha.
From reading manuals, consulting google and fiddling with Gracie’s Canon AE-1 Program to getting totally confused, loading the film, making a wasted trip out of the house and being scared to death – all in a single morning – at least I think I’ve learnt something.
Cheers to having taken a baby step out of my comfort zone today.
Learn, not look smart. Better a fool for a brevity than one for a lifetime.
Might be biting off more than I can chew this semester what with 22AUs (of which 15 are ADM studio modules), SC, Harmonica P&P, concert and workstudy. Spread so thinly I don’t think I make a delicious sandwich 😦
The constant trepidation of failing at everything even before I try any is such an unhealthy mindset. Doubts fill my entire being, ahhhhhhhhhhh. And I can’t make a decision to save my life.
Anyway I guess the reason I haven’t been updating here as much is because I found a great listener whom I am extremely grateful for having met 🙂
Me when hanging out with the cool kids:
“What the hell am I doing here? I don’t belong here.”
consumed by fatigue
repeated ‘i am tired’s
holidays, come quick
yet pretty proud though
for unlike how it was like
i’m still hanging on