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We took all those pictures. They came out mostly really cool.
Band myspace, with pics
We went to the Mill on Cheney road, and after taking pictures for a little bit, the old guy who owns it came out and yelled at us for some reason. Whatever.
So we went to a creepy old looking house down the street
Then we went back to Jess' house and edited them.
I had a weird mood today.
We took those wicked sweet pictures, and edited them together and put them up on myspace, but I still felt like something was off. My dad saw it too, when I got home. The rest of the day I just sort of sat around.
I think I might know why I was feeling the way I was... but I'm not positive.
Meh. Maybe I'm just lonely. Or overly self conscious. Or I'm feeling inadequate because I've yet to get a job, and it's seemed so easy for everyone else. I've tried everything and it's not working. What the fuck.
Or maybe it's just 6 hours until my 3rd of 5 finals. Bahh...
I'm so sick of school. The end of this year sort of snuck up on me, until now.
Now I'm more than done.
Band myspace, with pics
We went to the Mill on Cheney road, and after taking pictures for a little bit, the old guy who owns it came out and yelled at us for some reason. Whatever.
So we went to a creepy old looking house down the street
Then we went back to Jess' house and edited them.
I had a weird mood today.
We took those wicked sweet pictures, and edited them together and put them up on myspace, but I still felt like something was off. My dad saw it too, when I got home. The rest of the day I just sort of sat around.
I think I might know why I was feeling the way I was... but I'm not positive.
Meh. Maybe I'm just lonely. Or overly self conscious. Or I'm feeling inadequate because I've yet to get a job, and it's seemed so easy for everyone else. I've tried everything and it's not working. What the fuck.
Or maybe it's just 6 hours until my 3rd of 5 finals. Bahh...
I'm so sick of school. The end of this year sort of snuck up on me, until now.
Now I'm more than done.