I really like the fall, and i really like the winter... BUT NOT WHEN IM TAKING A PHOTOGRAPHY CLASS!!!!! Its a pain in the butt! I go to work and then come home and its dark already, so i cant go out and do any shoots. I have no one to take pictures of really cause there all gone or working as well. Normaly i could just grab a few lamps and light and head into my garage for some wanna be studio shots but my brothers stupid truck is still in there. Im running out of ideas and its killing me that i cant take picuters. Not just for the class but just for my own enjoyment. I wish there was another day after saturday and before sunday that i could just do any thing cause im working almost 6 days a week then i have school (its almost over) and church on sundays (and i dont care who im talking to somtimes going to church is work) so i dont feel like i have a day off some times and all i can think about is how im going to be doing this the rest of my life. working to live but not really getting a chance to live because im working so much. Arg! Another thing is i hate the class that im in, the teacher is really good and i know she knows more then she is teaching but its such a basic class and its seems when it comes to photography all they teach is basic classes. So ive been looking into other schools, like art schools or PSU and stuff. The problem is i dont have that kind of money to be going to a school like that, and i really dont want to have debt the rest of my life because of it. I really dont know if i have what it takes to go to college as well, ive never been good at school, i have failed every photography class i have ever taken and i may be failing the one im taking now. I never have faith in what i do, i think its crap so i dont turn it in. More with this class it seems every thing is so below me that i dont have the motivation do to it.


ehh...

I am the onions that stink in your eyes

I am the switch that derails your train
.
I am the jailor who throws away the keys

I am the surprise in your cereal box

I am the chill that runs up your spine

I am the winged scourge that pecks at your nightmare

I am the smoke that smokes smoked oysters.

I am the low point on your sine wave.

I am the grade curves that gives you an "F"

I am the fast food that comes back to haunt you

I am the water balloon that lands right on your head

I am the plot twist in the second reel

I am the meter on the cab of justice

I am the flea you cannot flick

I am the cholesterol that clogs your arteries

I am the slug that slimes your beggonias

I am the editor that leaves you on the cutting room floor

I am the clock cleaner who will ring your chime

I am the hero that every culture in every world needs

I am the bubble gum that clings to your shoe

I am the wrong number that wakes you at 3 am

I am the rhinestone on a jumpsuit of justice

I am the stain that can't be rubbed out

I am the batteries that aren't included

I am the moth that seeks your porchlight

I am the blown fuse that blacks you out

I am the ham radio operator that scrambles your reception

I am the burned out blub you cannot reach

I am the ten dollars service charge on all returned checks

I am the widget missing from the easy to assemble swingset

I am the ingrown toenail on the foot of crime

I am the zit that forms when you got a really big date

I am the itch you cannot reach

I am the repairman who tells you your warranty has run out

I am the weirdo that sits next to you on the bus.

I am the ingrown toenail in "paddy pumps?"

I am the fingernail that scraps the chalkboard of your soul

I am the spinach that sticks to your teeth

I am the weed wacker in the garden of evil

I am the check that overdraws your account

I am the pebble in the shoe of ignominy

I am the pencil that breaks from signing too many autographs

I am the single career man all women want to date

If you can tell me what show these are from i will love you forever. Oh and no google thats just cheap.

Here, in the middle of imagination,
Right in the middle of my head.
I close my eyes and my rooms not my room
and my bed, isnt really my bed.
I look inside, and discover things
That are sometimes strange and new,
And the most remarkable thoughts i think
Have a way of being true.

Here, in the middle of imagination,
Right in the middle of my head.
I close my eyes, and the night isnt dark
and the things that i lose i find.
Time stands still, and the sky is clear,
and the wind is warm and fair,
and the nicest place, is the middle of
imagination, when im there.


(I bet you have no clue what song this is from or who sang it, but i think its awsome)

(i just wanted to post somthing so none of this has to make sence)

Yay only 3 more years left till i get a girl friend... i am now taking request, if you would like your name to be on the list please write to:

The list
55523 lonely lane
Beaverton OR 97006

Or just reply with a name and a breif description of your self... (women only)


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(I just wrote that!!! man im good)



Its way tooo late and i have to go to work but i cant sleeeeeeep!!!!!!!!!


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