Graduation is fast approaching. Five projects still to complete, only one of which is bullshit. Graduation: May 3rd, followed by Advanced Photography Workshop in May. One month of taking pictures, drinking, drugs, tattoos, making/watching movies, and saying goodbye to my home-away-from-home for the last 3 years (and that one semester before).
The part I'm dreading most (besides not finishing all my work and therefore not graduating) is the fact that in order to make it home in time for my brother's high school graduation, I'll have to leave May term three days early. Being on campus with about 1/10th of the people there normally are already makes for a surreal experience. Having that be the note on which I leave this place (not exactly, but pretty much) forever doubles that surreality. Having to do it before everyone else just depresses me.
I've always hated the inevitability of the end of the school year, but it's always been made easier knowing that I'll just see everyone again in the Fall. But that's no longer the case and it's starting to fuck with me. And knowing that I'll be driving alone all day while everyone else is back at school having that last huge party makes it worse.
I just hope it doesn't rain. . .
But at the same time I'm really looking foraward to all the stuff (I hope) I'm going to be able to do. Getting a job and moving out will be priority #1, I think. I've been resigned to living cheaply and shittily for a while now, so that won't be an issue. And if my friends at home have luxury as low on their list as I do, we shouldn;t have a problem. As long as we keep things clean.
Work, apply to grad schools, go to concerts, put on concerts, play music with any all that want to (as long as they aren't dicks about it), take pictures, learn the horrible realities about lving the impoverished starving artist life I've romanticized for so long. You know, live 'n shit.
DC/PG in June. Hit me up.
The part I'm dreading most (besides not finishing all my work and therefore not graduating) is the fact that in order to make it home in time for my brother's high school graduation, I'll have to leave May term three days early. Being on campus with about 1/10th of the people there normally are already makes for a surreal experience. Having that be the note on which I leave this place (not exactly, but pretty much) forever doubles that surreality. Having to do it before everyone else just depresses me.
I've always hated the inevitability of the end of the school year, but it's always been made easier knowing that I'll just see everyone again in the Fall. But that's no longer the case and it's starting to fuck with me. And knowing that I'll be driving alone all day while everyone else is back at school having that last huge party makes it worse.
I just hope it doesn't rain. . .
But at the same time I'm really looking foraward to all the stuff (I hope) I'm going to be able to do. Getting a job and moving out will be priority #1, I think. I've been resigned to living cheaply and shittily for a while now, so that won't be an issue. And if my friends at home have luxury as low on their list as I do, we shouldn;t have a problem. As long as we keep things clean.
Work, apply to grad schools, go to concerts, put on concerts, play music with any all that want to (as long as they aren't dicks about it), take pictures, learn the horrible realities about lving the impoverished starving artist life I've romanticized for so long. You know, live 'n shit.
DC/PG in June. Hit me up.
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drusylla:
You are pretty damn right! Thanks for your love on our set 
dez:
You are SO that guy!