Two weeks
Well an update for those few people who actually read this crazy ass thing. Well I am in week two of my new life, and it seems to be going okay. I have been so busy that I haven't really had much time to think. Which in itself, is a good thing. Once I start to think about things, I tend to do something stupid, and screw things up.
Lately I have had some new things to think about, and it feels nice that I am thinking about other things, but at the same time, I feel quilty. Strange really, to feel happy, sad and quilty at the same time, But thats me for ya.
I have had some new feeling towards someone that I know, and I'm really not sure where to put them. Are they real, or is that I have been a basket case so much latley that things are hitting me differently. What those emotions are, they vary, anger, affection and a few others that would confuse even the smartess of readers.
I have been elected by my peers at school, to represent my fellow students at a meeting twice a year with industry photojournalists. I was honored. I have met two really great people, Brenna, from Kingston, she's unique and intellegent, I enjoy her company, and Brock, from Winnipeg(but we won't hold that against him) he's more sure of himself than anyone I have met in a long time, he has a light air to him that makes people feel comfortable. I am glad that I will have two years to get to know these folks, and that when I hit the world to work they will be collegues.
There are one or two people that I am in class with, that nothing short of a nuclear disaster would make us friends. Big blast... nothing small...
even then I think I would rather spend my time with the mutants that would rise from the ashes.
Anyway, Ihave to go, things to think about....
Lately I have had some new things to think about, and it feels nice that I am thinking about other things, but at the same time, I feel quilty. Strange really, to feel happy, sad and quilty at the same time, But thats me for ya.
I have had some new feeling towards someone that I know, and I'm really not sure where to put them. Are they real, or is that I have been a basket case so much latley that things are hitting me differently. What those emotions are, they vary, anger, affection and a few others that would confuse even the smartess of readers.
I have been elected by my peers at school, to represent my fellow students at a meeting twice a year with industry photojournalists. I was honored. I have met two really great people, Brenna, from Kingston, she's unique and intellegent, I enjoy her company, and Brock, from Winnipeg(but we won't hold that against him) he's more sure of himself than anyone I have met in a long time, he has a light air to him that makes people feel comfortable. I am glad that I will have two years to get to know these folks, and that when I hit the world to work they will be collegues.
There are one or two people that I am in class with, that nothing short of a nuclear disaster would make us friends. Big blast... nothing small...
even then I think I would rather spend my time with the mutants that would rise from the ashes.
Anyway, Ihave to go, things to think about....
posted by Hope | 9/25/2005
1 Comments:
Shame, shame! You aren't allowed to have those feelings! That's ok, though, since I approve - I heard them in your voice. It's about time.
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