my bashed up nose is starting to heal. its still looking all feral but most of the swelling has gone down and the bruising isnt that obvious. its the scabbing that makes me all self-conscious. Usually I think scabbing is cool, BUT not when its on my goddamn nose.
its been nice, cold and rainy all day. beautiful sydney. finally sydney has decided to give us winter. even though, i can still wear a tshirt underneath my hoodie.
had a GREAT idea for my 1st/application set today. im not telling though. once my nose has healed up, providing the rest of me is in good shape. i shall shoot it an send it in. hopefully it will get accepted, because if it turns out like it is in my head then woaah radness. what a shame that i cant have a little blurb for each photo because its got such a rad little narrative happening, at least in my head. i need floating captions hahaha, POW, WHAM.
well, im off to my combat class at the gym. high kicks and uppercuts woaah i kick yo asses!
its been nice, cold and rainy all day. beautiful sydney. finally sydney has decided to give us winter. even though, i can still wear a tshirt underneath my hoodie.
had a GREAT idea for my 1st/application set today. im not telling though. once my nose has healed up, providing the rest of me is in good shape. i shall shoot it an send it in. hopefully it will get accepted, because if it turns out like it is in my head then woaah radness. what a shame that i cant have a little blurb for each photo because its got such a rad little narrative happening, at least in my head. i need floating captions hahaha, POW, WHAM.
well, im off to my combat class at the gym. high kicks and uppercuts woaah i kick yo asses!
the murder rate doesn't bother me so much, but maybe i'm just used to it. there's something to be said for common sense- just don't find yourself in the wrong place at the wrong time.
although a couple weeks ago there was a brutal rape/robbery at the art building of my own college. it happened on a sunday in the middle of the day. it scared the crap out of me, because when i went to school, i would be in that building working on projects all night at least three times a week, and was often the only person in the whole place! so a bit of a wake-up call.
but i absolutely loved living in NOLA for most of the time i've been here. part of me still does love it. i'm justing getting restless. need to see new things, travel about, live other places. i'm too young to be cemented anywhere.