At least, that's what many of my facebook friends say.
I just feel like I'm being pulled in 8 million directions.
Photo is expected to run my life. I'm sorry, I have 2 jobs and 5 other classes to work around—not to mention my subject's schedule. I'm actually dropping a class because I'm shooting 80% of the time the class is in session.
Except I can't drop the class due to a hold on my account because I got a parking ticket WHEN I STILL HAD TIME ON MY METER. I've spoken repeatedly with a woman at Parking and Transportation Services, and she said she would look into it and let me know, but I've called her repeatedly to no avail yet.
Kinda like the lady who backed into me 2 weeks ago. But she FINALLY answered her phone today. As it turns out, she's been in the hospital with pneumonia since the day after she hit me. Now I feel bad for calling her just about every day for 2 weeks. I'm so cool. I drove out to her house today (it had a "BEWARE OF DOG SIGN." Trying to show my dominance, I stepped out of the car and said hello and took a step toward him with my hand out, it cowered and ran away. I'm more scared of the average house mouse.)
Emily Yates and I have decided to be roommates ASAP. I had found a really nice apartment within walking distance of campus and asked my realtor about moving out early. She spoke with/emailed my landlord (whoever he may be) and we had a few conversations ending with "I've emailed him again and will let you know the second I know something new." That apartment is gone, and when my realtor took my rent money this morning, she didn't say anything. Awesome. PS, my bathroom walls are rotting. You're getting that call tomorrow, jerk.
Anyway, so Emily and I got hooked on walk2campus.com and toured the apartments on Tuesday. They are much more expensive than mine, but the fact that I won't have to buy a parking permit or walk to class, work or Brian's house, EVER might make up for that when gas is 3.79. Like it is right now. At least I bought a bike lock. Our apartment of choice is currently gutted and looks like poop, so there are no pictures. But it has a large kitchen and living room area, a dining room and a study. Also, we'll have our own laundry. That's what's up. (Sorry, but I'll be visiting less now, Clark and Momma.) We want to move in as soon as it's finished, but we don't know when that will be, so we just put down August 1. That cuts off a month of driving to work, at least. We're going to look at stuff at Big Lots tomorrow on our Grey's Anatomy date night. SO pumped.
I'm trying to plan my schedule for next semester, and since I'm on track hours-wise to graduate early, I have to think WAY ahead. Apparently the capstone class is only offered in the spring, which means I'll have to double up on photo classes, which is essentially a death wish. If I don't have time to shoot a picture story a week (which even the professor admits is unrealistic) what makes me think I'll have time for Web Narratives AND Practicum? I don't even know what those classes require. I hate hoe they expect photojournalism classes to be your number one priority. When it's my actual job, yes, it will be higher up on the list. But for now, there are a few more things above photo—one of them is school.
I know that wasn't 8 million, but if all I do is complain, you'll stop reading. Things get more exciting starting...NOW
Exciting things:
Our bus driver for the tours is on spring break, so all tours are walking tours. I LOVE doing them, because you really get to show campus off. However, Monday's tour got caught in the midst of a tornado warning. Awesome. We were stuck in the gym locker rooms for 45 minutes. They were real troopers, though, and we ran through the rain so they could eat. At least it was smashed potato day!
I've rearranged my apartment...again. I'm going to fall in love with it just in time to move out, probably. But I've been watching too much Nate Berkus, I think.
I spent Saturday and Sunday with Allie in Athens. Sunday was Friends and Family Day at Second Street, and it was really awesome to see everybody again. (Mom and Dad, everybody says hello. Especially Bobby and Mary Jesse.) The Swanger crew even made it down, minus David, so we played catch up for a while.
Those are all of the exciting things I can think of for now. Except that I just realized I missed "Off the Map."
Oh, part of the rearrangement included putting my coffee table against the wall because it just collects crap. Claws loves the extra space to play. He's been eating more, so I guess he's playing more? ...fatty.
There are approximately 5.5 weeks of school left. Somehow, I will survive this. It may not be pretty, but it will be done.
Also, just for the record, I liked the Grey's Anatomy musical last week. So take that, critics.
-Cat
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