If we whisper REALLY LOUD, no one can hear us.
Days aren't going too well...
I bought some Kodak black-and-white film...I wonder how they've screwed with that. Kodak is purposely messing with their standard film because they want everybody to switch to digital. That's awesome. It's not like I'd miss REAL photography once their plans succeed or anything. Digital is nice, but I don't want that to be my only option. Digital grain...just won't cut it.
It's better that I didn't go stay at Vince's for two nights. I have uber amounts of homework to do. We need to get rid of the negative bond between us. I think it's already caused some permanent damage.
Yesterday I let a guy from English class drive me to class. It didn't go as I had hoped. I wasn't expecting him to fall into a deep infatuation or anything, but didn't I expect him to be so hurried and passive about it. I told him I was going to buy him a coke because he was so generous with his time when he explained what the homework was that I missed. I finally get to our meeting place, and he had just bought himself something. Then he quickly walks to his car, I'm at least ten feet away. We talk a little on the way to school...it was five minutes from there. He parks at the furthest parking lot from the building and again, he walks real fast.
I'm not sure if I should take that as he didn't want to be seen with me, but I'm going with the simple fact that he doesn't know how to interact with people...just like myself, and that's very true. He's quiet, distant, etc. He offered me a ride home, maybe to get better aquainted, but damn, my mother was picking me up and she'd never allow such a thing.
Fun Fact: Kristy and I were talking a night or so ago, and she suggested that I talk to Vince about having him be my kissing-friends-with-benefits-friend. Because she thinks I shouldn't be in a relationship.
Summer quarter ends the tenth of next month...I won't be able to finish my portfolio. I may flunk the course. That's almost for sure. But at least the smell of developer will always have a place in the skin of my fingers.
Following are the benefits of not smoking for at least three weeks:
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I've got nothing to say.
Actually, lately I've been missing the days of last winter that were filled with hot chocolate and coffee, radio broadcasts, chilly afternoons, rain, and spectacular friendship.