I really hope I can work Two Door Cinema Club in two Tuesdays.
The show is completely sold out, and I really wanna see/shoot them.
I need to workout.
I really don’t want to, but I know I should and that I’ll highly regret it tomorrow if I don’t.
All those people who say they love working out: I’m so jealous of them.
I have a pretty small room back home, and a small closet.
I’m going to try and make my room as nice and magical as possible.
A couple things I’ll need:
We’ll see how it all turns out.
Eating then working out leads to me feeling like shit.
Everything is sore and I feel like puking.
For every 10 that I go I below (110, 120, 130, 140, etc), I refuse to jump back into that previous increment again.
Dropped to 1_9.8lbs today (sorry, I still refuse to share my weight).
Made sure to do my workout and eat extra clean today, meaning no strawberry oj or sugar-free chocolate for me. Egg whites, baked meats, fruits &veggies, and lotsss of water.
This will be me until I’m 3lbs below 1_0.
Hopefully it won’t take too long.
I’ve done roadtrips with friends, with people I barely knew before simply because they were interested in roadtripping with me.
While it was fun, I’d love to get to know another photographer that intimately, to learn how their mind works and what fuels them, what drives them.
Maybe one day someone will take me up on this.
I want to go places. I want to get out.
Sometimes, I get on I95N just because I can.
If I could, I’d drive through the night, pull over when I got tired, then spend the next day exploring wherever I am.
I need someone to travel with. I really do.
I just want to go places.
Before I die, I want to travel to and through all 50 states, I want to cross the border to Canada, to cross the ocean to Europe and Asia and Australia.
I want to see so many different places.
Just me, someone dear to my heart, my cameras, and a backpack full of film.
The only piece of furniture I really need to buy when I move back home.
My current desk sucks. I got it for free from a neighbor, but the pieces are all really loose and it’s barely holding together.
This desk is just perfect for me.
In addition to my regular ab workout, which already includes crunches, I tacked on an extra 75 afterwards. It’s kinda nice.
Planks, on the other hand, are still a bitch. Idk if I’ll ever get used to those.
I wish I could take snapshots or polaroids or whatever of all the images in my mind so I don’t forget them by the time I wake up.
I have so many images in my head right now, all fashion/high fashion photos.
I have no idea where this is coming from, but fuck, it’s amazing and I just want to shoot. Omg.
I just hope I don’t forget all of this and all of these.
I can’t see a difference, but my scale and towel sure can.
Additional goals //
There may be more added to this later.
The semester is finally over! Soo excited.
And, I (so far) did better than expected.
I received an ‘A’ in a class I thought I’d get a ‘B’ or ‘C’ in.
I received an incomplete in a class I thought I was going to fail or get a ‘D’ in, which would result in me retaking the course. I received the incomplete to finish a few of my missing assignments, which I’m ever so thankful for.
One teacher spoke highly of and to me, though Idk what I got in that class.
I’m pretty happy with this, and I finished all of my portfolios.
Yes, one of them I pretty much hated, one of them could’ve been better if I shot one more person, one of them could have had more and better images if I’d rented a 35mm camera, one of them was shot entirely within 12hours of me turning it in, and I ended up not doing the extra credit one for one class, but still. I’m fairly happy. I’m fucking done (well almost)!
&my mom came up to come to portfolio night, which was pretty nice. It also meant free dinner and $40 worth of groceries.
For the next day or two, I’m doing nothing but sleeping and relaxing and not stressing.
No sleep will be had tonight.
