i hate my job


and a walk to remember is a piece of shit book. movie ftw.

Ryan just left, my room is pretty much set up for now. Sort of. I'm sitting on the floor in the "living room" typing this. Welcome to the good life! Hahah.

Anywho, I posted a bit. I did a little photoshoot last night with myself. I had fun. I needed to do something like that, to get myself excited about photography again. I have a bunch of ideas for personal project now. I should write them down.

K so I haven't updated in like 30,000 years. Sooo this is my life right now:
- School
- Packing
- Painting
- School
- Moving
- Work
- School
Fuuuuun. I barely have any time for myself anymore, and it's a bit ridiculous. I haven't been taking pictures, and I haven't been writing. Not that anyone sees my writing anyway. But still, it's therapeutic. Buuuttt I'm considering posting something I HAVE written recently... Maybe... and I'm hoping to get my photography up here again, try and generate some hits and watchers. Once I start my huge photography project, I'll probably post my photos along the way.

Anywhooo. Katie's sweet sixteen tonight, and I'm moving tomorrow. Should be... tiring and not-fun. But whatever, I'm happy we're leaving here. Some people are going to help us out, it will be swell.

I have a picture of me that I like a lot. I've got to stop posting pictures of myself...


I miss you. A lot.

Shout out to Nick/Artful-Krayons:

Radiohead is playing Parc Jean Drapeau on August 6th.

...Thought you'd want to know.

I am so, so, so very sick.
This week I went to school for a total of 3 periods, on Wednesday. It was like another march break. Except half of it spent being miserable.

I have no more creative juices in me. Not because I'm sick, just because. I have no inspiration, no desire. I don't really like it, but I feel slightly dead.