last night i helped out a friend in my photo class for
his final. a bunch of us...around 20 kids drove out to effingham,
ga. coincidentally it was in the middle of effing no where. no
cell phone reception to boot. anyways.... it was obscenely creepy. the
kid who owned it said his dad built a long time ago. and it was pretty
much all of the original furniture and creeeeeepy ass wall paper. the
kid also said that slaves died in the front yard a long time ago. so
jon was going to be photographing his zombie narrative while cassie was
going to film stuff. she helped with make up, but of course i did my
own. brad took a few while we were waiting around. jon also took some
test shots but he is being a douche and hasn't loaded them yet. i
really can't wait to see those and especially the prints/contact
sheets. so i posted a picture in my other dismal journal, but
here is tamara, myself and sarah in a creepy bathroom/tub in the back
of the house. it was phenominal fun. i can't get over it. we got home
today around 6 in the morning.
my room mate across the room: you make me wanna la-la
me: you make me wanna vom-it
me: just kidding
me: you make me want to lick pudding off you
my room mate across the room: WHY DO YOU HATE ME?
me: radio ga-ga....someone still lovesss yooou
my room mate across the room: I TRY TO BE PRETTY FOR YOU
me: DO YR EFFINGHAM, GA HOMEWORK
i just decided to cut down on swearing and instead of saying FUCKING so much, im going to say EFFINGHAM, GA. instead.
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now back to art history.