i died.
so i went to new zealand. and i cant tell anyone about it because i cant formulate words that would do it justice. i took over 2000 pictures. i put together my portfolio of 105 of the best, 21 different categories. its amazing. next semester i hope to work on enlarging all those prints to 8 x 10. after i got back i was kind of insane for a while and not sleeping and jet lagged and out of it. then i was pretty depressed for a while because america sucks so much as compared. then i had a bunch of drama in my life. still do- but who has time to stress over their own personal life when they have the hardest semester of their college career going on. i want to die. hard classes, bullshit studio class that is making me very upset and stressed. 2nd writing requirement and working alot to try and not be totally broke and try to pay off some of my bills spent over in nz. the rest of my life has been taken over by school and work. i have no free time, my migraines are back, i havent been home yet, im going insane, and i barely get to see my friends. awesome. i cant fucking wait until may 18 then classes are over and i can not worry about school for 4 months. this going fall - winter - spring thing is not for me. ill never do it again, even though i went somewhere amazing and had the best time of my life it was still school, i was still in that mode and its really getting to me at this point. so i am insane and busy and grouchy and confused and dont take it personally if you dont hear from me for a while. i have alot of shit to figure out and alot of crap that needs to be done. kbye.
oh yeah.
i went sky diving.
it ruled.
kbye.
oh yeah.
i went sky diving.
it ruled.
kbye.