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today during vanessa's WISE presentation, she talked about how it's so sad that this is our last week of high school and how photo is one more thing she has to leave. i dont think i have ever held back tears so forcefully.
it's weird because ive processed the fact that this is the last week and that prom and graduation are around the corner. ive come to terms with the fact that come august 24th im out of here and while im going to miss jesse and all of my close friends, i know we will stay extremely tight.
but every single time i think about leaving photo, i just start crying. granted, i slacked with my actual photography work from the very beginning of junior year. the photo LAB though, that place, has been more of a home away from home than any other place in the world. more than israel, more than new york, more than jesse's and michelle's and becky's houses. (no offence, i love running to all of your houses) i cant even imagine not going there on a regular basis anymore. it has been the one place i have always felt at ease and always felt surrounded by people who i loved and people who loved me. i dont care how fucking cliche or corny i sound.
now im crying. i cant keep going. only the real photo rats get it.
peacing out in tears.
p.s. if i asked you interviewing questions, you actually have to answer!!!
it's weird because ive processed the fact that this is the last week and that prom and graduation are around the corner. ive come to terms with the fact that come august 24th im out of here and while im going to miss jesse and all of my close friends, i know we will stay extremely tight.
but every single time i think about leaving photo, i just start crying. granted, i slacked with my actual photography work from the very beginning of junior year. the photo LAB though, that place, has been more of a home away from home than any other place in the world. more than israel, more than new york, more than jesse's and michelle's and becky's houses. (no offence, i love running to all of your houses) i cant even imagine not going there on a regular basis anymore. it has been the one place i have always felt at ease and always felt surrounded by people who i loved and people who loved me. i dont care how fucking cliche or corny i sound.
now im crying. i cant keep going. only the real photo rats get it.
peacing out in tears.
p.s. if i asked you interviewing questions, you actually have to answer!!!