Last day.

Yesterday was the last day of Walkabout. I can't believe there are only two days of school left. Wow. We went to a waterfall and took some pictures. I saw a frog and a tiny snake. Gene was afraid of the snake. : )

I hope I don't start to feel empty, like when Rachel got back from Georgia. She loved it there. She talked about it a lot. I wish I could feel that way about something instead of feeling bored all the time.

I said my goodbyes to Pacer. I'm going to miss that little fella. I can imagine him sitting by the door, staring, and waiting. Poor lonely kitty. I'll miss Gene. He's cool. This internship wasn't like the others at all. It was personal. I feel like I had a friend instead of a supervisor. : (

I practiced symposium again. I feel like I did a lot better. If I could just get up there, and get into talking, I could lose the jitters quicker. Or I could imagine people in their underwear...or maybe not.

It's almost over. And you thought I couldn't do it.

Damn you, Icicle Creek!!

Sorry I haven't posted anything for a while. Things are slow now that the show's done. Can you believe there are only 4 days of walkabout left? I can't. Phew. I haven't really been doing much other than playing Nancy Drew games. I'm almost done with the one i'm on now. It took me forever. Anyways...after days of telling myself to make notecards, I finally did. They may not be too helpful...but after I present to Ryan one final time before June 2nd, maybe he can help me add a little more to them. I really hope I don't crash and burn. I really don't like crashing and burning.

While I practiced the first time, I looked to the back of the room and saw a few boys laughing. I get really insecure when people start to talk and laugh while I present. Luckily I didn't say "shut the fuck up" like I normally would. But seriously, don't be rude. I wouldn't do that shit to you so don't do it to me, assholes. I'm sorry this is so laced with curse words, but it ticks me off. Jerks.

There are two weeks until graduation. Where did the time go? It went by fast. It seems like whenever you need to get things done on a schedule, time goes by really fast and makes you feel tons of pressure to get it done, but when you don't do anything, time just goes by slow and makes you feel bored. Does that make sense to anyone else but me?

I've also figured out a senior prank. But it might upset the teachers so I'm have second thoughts. I need to talk to Rachel about it. It's not mean or anything...

Like I always say: Don't make a mess unless you're prepared to clean it up.

I don't really say that. How lame do you think I am?

Anyways...I'm really afraid that once I'm done working with Gene that I'll lose my interset in photography. I hope that doesn't happen.

Be Prepared

I practiced my symposium yesterday. It was a very rough draft of what's to come. It went alright, I guess. It was full of uncertainty and awkward pauses. I hate awkward pauses. I don't really understand...I'm ok around a big group of people when my friends are around...but as soon as I stand up in front of them, I lose control and confidence. I felt like everything slipped away. Oh well.

It will be a much better presentation once I have everything I want to talk about written down on 800 notecards. I think that's one of the main reasons I was so nervous. I didn't really know what to say. That and I absolutely HATE presenting. But it's not like I completely blew it off as not important, I just have trouble with this type of thing if it's not planned correctly or time wise. If I could just sit down and write stuff down instead of getting distracted by stupid blogs...then I can do a good job. And I also have to make a cd slideshow of my progression and/or my gallery.

Why can't I be a professional dancer? It looks like a lot of fun/work. I wish I could be as motivated and passionate about anything as they are about dancing.

Absence

I went to the Pudding House this morning. I got up super early to take a shower and left. When I got there, I didn't know where Gene was. I saw Jen and she asked if I ha checked my email. So I assumed that meant that Gene emailed me at some ungodly hour of the night telling me that he was sick... and I was right. So I decided to stay for a tiny while so it wouldn't have been pointless to drive up here or to have gotten up early for nothing...plus, I don't want to go home until my brother is gone. I really wish I would've read my email so I could be sleeping in right now. >:(
I'm still sniffling a bit, but not much. Oh god. I have to start my symposium. Shit shit shit. I have to present in seminar. Ok...is seminar on the 15th or the 20th? I've heard both dates...please... tell me.
Rachel is going to be putting a gallery together. Hooray! Hurrah! I can't wait to see it. Or maybe I just won't go. HA!!!! Just kidding.

Ehhhhhhh!

I hate this. I've been sneezing and blowing my nose since Friday. I've gone through two boxes of tissues with more to go. I feel disgusting. Why? It's Spring...and pretty outside...and I'm inside...sneezing.

I'm glad my show is done. And I'm glad all my schoolwork is done. I'm glad I'm graduating. Really. I wonder where I should get a job. Hmmmm. McDonalds? Burger King...? NO! I refuse to work at a fast food place. Yuck.

I miss my friends. I mean...I see Rachel a little bit...but I miss everyone else. Like Harmony and Ify and Annie B. and a few others... We should blog forever. Seriously. I don't want to lose you people. I love you guys.<---cheesetastic.

This blog was fairly random. But I haven't left the house since Saturday and I have nothing to talk about. I think since my show is up, I won't have anything else to blog about. You'll probably get a bunch more of these silly rambling blogs. Sorry for that.

7:12 am

Oh boy. This morning was rough. I was having last minute jitters before leaving to get the show together. It was terrible. I woke up around 2:40 am and had an upset stomach...so I went to the bathroom and felt semi-better. It sucks that much more when you already have to wake up early...especially on a Saturday.

I moved the remote to my stereo so I actually had to get out of bed to turn my timer off so I wouldn't go back to sleep. After I got up, I still felt nauseous, so I attempted to take some pepto bismol. I gagged but tried to swallow it anyways...big mistake. I threw it back up. Does anyone else hate that crap as much as I do? Yuck. Also, I have been sneezing and blowing my nose all day. It was gross.

I took a shower, then Rachel came over. We played an awesome compilation cd of the best Disney princess songs. It was fun! We went to get frames from Meijer. Gene framed the remaining 3 prints and Fred arrived. Then we went over to Lai Lai at 11:15-ish. To make a long story short, we had the pictures hung by 1:45 or so. Then I left to change my clothes. When we got back, my parents were there.

Ryan showed up with his wife and kids at 12:00 or so and kept wondering over to check things out. Man, what a weirdo. My grandma showed up with my aunt. My brother and his girlfriend were there. Melissa came with someone else from school. Ken from Mimosa Floral Design was there. Everyone was impressed. My dad totally started to cry. Ned and Bryce came in later.

Thanks to everyone that came today. As for the rest of you...you suck. J/K?

It's still on....

Especially since Gene has all of the sudden come down with something. So he's sick and I can't go today. And today was a crucial day. I mean, I have to go tomorrow at 10am to frame pictures and then over to Lai Lai to hang them at 11am. I don't know...I just feel and have felt these whole couple of weeks that nothing has been getting done.

Oh, yeah...COME TO MY DEBUT SHOW TOMORROW! (May 3rd, 2-5pm)

Lai Lai
6823 East Broad Street
Columbus, OH 43213

Please try to make it. I would really appreciate your support.

It's definitely on...

The pressure is on. I am so sick of people fucking telling me what I should have done and when it should have been done. "You should had the postcards done a week ago". Like I don't already know? Get serious and back off! If I have one more person say something...I will explode. And I'm trying to stay calm...but it's not happening. So leave me alone.
Alright...I'm done.

So I went to school and gave postcards to teachers...half of which seemed totally uninterested. Some of them even lied about being out of town the day of the opening (Amy). :)
Anywho...I felt pretty awkward being at school. I hate the students there. They're very dimwitted. Uh...what? Did I say that? My bad?

Speaking of dimwitted:

Don't Ask.

Also, which one do you like better?

Or?

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