Today has been a long day. Not a bad day, but a long day. I had my comm law exam this evening so between producing something... ANYTHING to please Reggie and show her that, yes, I have been shooting for my digital storytelling class and organizing my notes for the exam I have been scrambling to keep what little sanity I have and prepare myself for the exam that was before me.
My exam is done now. I do not feel sick thinking about the scan tron I turned in so that is a good sign.
Even though my exam was fairly smooth, I have a lot on my mind and am slightly stressed/sad. I thought, well... what makes me feel better other than just rambling on for an obscene amount of time about something that has nothing to do with anything?!?! The answer is simple! Nothing! Rambling is beautiful as one is able to go on and on about something completely unrelated to anything of real importance or value. Does Rambling not appeal to you? That is fine! More for me! Rambling is like curry. It is not for everybody, but the people who like it can't get enough!
Well... I thought I would come here to ramble a bit and that is when it happened... my damn "U" key popped off again!!! It keeps popping off and I am about ready to tweak! Gurr...
I lust after a mac!
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Thirty Seven Days
Thirty seven days until I leave for England. I am looking forward to it so much, but I can't help but be slightly worried.
I have a number of dear friends that live in England whom I love very much. I first thought about doing an exchange in Lincoln because I have so many connections there and wanted to go for a visit anyway... so why not make the most of it! Why not spend 5 months there and study, travel and photograph to my heart's desire! I can hardly wait!
As my departure creeps closer and closer, I begin to worry about all of the what if's that have been lingering ever so slightly in the back of my mind.
The greatest of these would have to be: what if I go to England and find that I no longer have anything in common with some of my friends that I have not seen in a long time? Life gets busy and there is not a single adult that could argue with me (unless he or she has no life... in that case would one really want to admit it?). As uni/work has gotten busy for me and many of my friends not located in the states, I have found it increasingly difficult to keep in touch. I just worry at times that I will go to England and expect to have the same relationship with friends that I had 2 years ago. The only problem is that nothing is the same now. Everything changes. I have changed and it would be silly to assume that they have not changed. But what if we have changed into different people? People who no longer have anything in common? It might be silly for me to think about this, but it is hard not to. One of the most exciting parts about studying in England has always been, and continues to be, seeing old friends. As my contact with friends becomes increasingly rare, the greater my anxiety becomes. If it has been so difficult to keep in touch via facebook, messenger and skype when we never get to see each other, why should it be easier to get together for a weekend? I have no reason to believe it will be easier. I guess there is nothing I can do but say come what may. What will be will be!
I am lucky to be traveling to England with 3 fantastic girls! As leaving nears I have so many mixed emotions. I know not to hold too many expectations and just take life as it comes!
Life is good!
I have a number of dear friends that live in England whom I love very much. I first thought about doing an exchange in Lincoln because I have so many connections there and wanted to go for a visit anyway... so why not make the most of it! Why not spend 5 months there and study, travel and photograph to my heart's desire! I can hardly wait!
As my departure creeps closer and closer, I begin to worry about all of the what if's that have been lingering ever so slightly in the back of my mind.
The greatest of these would have to be: what if I go to England and find that I no longer have anything in common with some of my friends that I have not seen in a long time? Life gets busy and there is not a single adult that could argue with me (unless he or she has no life... in that case would one really want to admit it?). As uni/work has gotten busy for me and many of my friends not located in the states, I have found it increasingly difficult to keep in touch. I just worry at times that I will go to England and expect to have the same relationship with friends that I had 2 years ago. The only problem is that nothing is the same now. Everything changes. I have changed and it would be silly to assume that they have not changed. But what if we have changed into different people? People who no longer have anything in common? It might be silly for me to think about this, but it is hard not to. One of the most exciting parts about studying in England has always been, and continues to be, seeing old friends. As my contact with friends becomes increasingly rare, the greater my anxiety becomes. If it has been so difficult to keep in touch via facebook, messenger and skype when we never get to see each other, why should it be easier to get together for a weekend? I have no reason to believe it will be easier. I guess there is nothing I can do but say come what may. What will be will be!
I am lucky to be traveling to England with 3 fantastic girls! As leaving nears I have so many mixed emotions. I know not to hold too many expectations and just take life as it comes!
Life is good!
Friday, December 5, 2008
Documentary Photography
As most of you likely know, I am in a documentary photography class at MSUM and we have our exhibit on December 17. I am very excited for it and I hope all of you can make it! However, seeing as I am slightly realistic (despite what many might think), I know that not all of you can make it... the whole ocean between us thing might be an issue. Long story short, here is my exhibit work from doc photo!
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Hello Friends! I wanted to apologize for my mass amount of blog entires (or lack there of). I tried to post my photos that will be in the documentary photography exhibit, but it was being stubborn and I did not have the time to figure it out. Well... no more excuses. Time to write something!
Finals are coming. Fast. They will come fast and go fast. Time scares me sometimes... it never takes a rest. I remember being in elementary school waiting, first of all, for Christmas break... then the second Christmas was over I would start counting down until summer. I was never terribly patient. This continues to be, and I fear will always be, a great downfall of mine. My inability to be patient has changed from days until a break to specific situations (a.k.a. people). Time goes way too fast for me to count down much of anything... except for England. 40 days. No matter how much I feel I can't wait for the next 40 days to go by, I just want to enjoy them. The faster they fly by, the faster my five months in England will fly by. I want nothing more than to enjoy the here and now.
Right here, right now, I am able to enjoy time with my friends between preparing for finals week and sleeping as much as possible (I have a cold and am dedicated to kicking it's butt before my finals begin). In a couple weeks, after I move back to my parents house, I will be able to enjoy time with family and friends between working and drinking coffee... which both are able to be done with friends a great deal of the time. I am blessed with the ability to travel with wonderful friends and I feel so lucky to have such an amazing opportunity that allowed me to meet some wonderful girls! That 8 hour flight will be a breeze!
Time is too short to wish it away! My hope is to enjoy every moment and that you will do the same!
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