its been a while
i thought id update, i dont know why.
everythings been all mixed up lately. i dont have time to do anything, i go to play practice, yeah im in a play and i hate it, and i sleep. Thats all i can do. Im not happy. I should be, ive got every material thing i could want, a bmw convertible, a new camera, a new cell. All this crap, but i just want my dad back. Ive been working on alot of photography.. not so much digital anymore. my portfolio is crap. I dont even know if id ever have a chance at doing anything with photography. I dont really have any talent. I feel like im just another wannabe in the middle of her "i want to be a photographer stage" i know im not though, ive had cameras since i was old enough to talk. I love everything about it i think in photographs, every image in my head is a still picture and i think of how beautiful that image could be. its your stamp on time. someday someone will see a photograph with you in it, and theyll know you existed, but then again, so many people think they take brilliant photographs too. I guess its kind of like the art for the untalented. I mean, no offense to any of those photographers that have made it, but people that want to be involved with art that have no skill in it turn to photography. I think ive got a pretty good handle on the art business though, so that means im an exception, right? id like to work in art, and be a starvign artist somewhere on the streets, but im "not allowed to do so" i dont even know anymore. i miss being sure of things. ill probably end up being stuck here in nepa, writing for the abington journal. thatd be hot right? i could have like a million cats and live by myself in the middle of nowhere in a crappy cat piss apartment. my dream life right there. i want to be in the city. i smoke and drink too much again, its getting bad. kindof like how it used to be. i dont want to go down that path again, i know i will though. half way there.
woaah oh were half way thereee
uh killer entry, right?