I shouldn’t worry, but I am freaking out.

Fingers crossed.

I’ve started a photo blog to help jump start my photojournalism career. It will help me organize my best photos and keep them separate from this blog diary. Plus, I’ve created a daily goal of a picture a day. So enjoy!

Owl Eye Photography

I cannot even remember what it is like to have motivation. I skipped another class this morning and even though I feel bad about it, I simply don’t care. I have a paper in another class that was due last week and I still have no desire to do it. I think part of the problem is that I’m taking classes that I have no interest in and the professors are a joke. But I still should do good for the sake of my GPA. And if nothing else, I should do good to avoid a severe punishment from my parents. 

I know a large part of the problem is that I’m not setting enough time aside for homework. Two nights a week and Sunday is dedicated to the newspaper. I go out Monday and Wednesday with friends or Adam. Friday is obviously set aside for the boyfriend and Saturday I work and go out. That leaves little time for studying or writing papers. Something really needs to give. I think I really need to talk to Adam about this. There is really only a month left of school, so eliminating our Wednesday night dates wouldn’t be too bad, right? Oh Christ, help.

There is so much I could write about and so much I could not.

Austin, TX…you presented me with the best and worst times of my life.

I now know who my real family is.

Peace and love.

-Amy

Leaving for Austin, TX tomorrow morning. My nerves are shot, no lie.

I’ll be gone for a week, but when I come back…expect a massive blog update!

Au revior!

I have not had time to write a real blog post, and for this I apologize. I also have about 200 pictures sitting on my camra waiting to be uploaded and edited. Eesh! Someone please stop time, that would be fantastic. Thanks!

I clearly need a Macbook…just for the photo booth feature.

Because I’m going to Austin the week after next. Um, where did all the time go? It seems like I was just filling out the application the other day.

Done done done with this bullshit.

The thing with artists is, even if we are happy, we can never stay happy.