merry xmas, happy hanukkah, happy kwanzaa. seasons greetings. happy holidays. happy monday.
where all the white people at?
it’s been a good break so far. mama, good food, friends.
off to Hong Kong and a short stop in Singapore on Thursday. if anybody wants anything, tell me before I leave.
did ya know singapore was a country and a city? i didnt. good job.
julianne moore went to see “Fun w/ Dick and Jane” this afternoon with her hubby. (19th and Broadway)
stuck at home. will do a bit of neighborhood wandering tomorrow and shoot my ass off. havent shot a new roll since going back to syracuse after thanksgiving. photo major? ha!
picky picky.
i love photo booths. home is good. dont worry.
one thing to worry about. i’m turning into a ditz. super ADDed. lack of academics is taking its toll on ze brain. =/

back at home. spent 6 hours on amtrak watching jdrama on cynthia’s laptop. just when being in syracuse was starting to be fun, i had to come home. i’m glad i have my photo crew.
the city is a great place to be but recently, i’ve grown sort of distant. through my photo assignments for class, there’s always seem to be a sadness or lonely quality to them. home isnt what home use to be. not having the comfort that i’m use to having when i go home is frustrating. the neighborhood is changing dramatically. the block i walk almost everyday to and from the train station is a place for strange guys to stop and take a piss. new apartment buildings are going up another block from my house. it was never a close-knit community but it never seemed so estranged from what i remember a year ago. people on the subway seem just as sad as people on the buses of syracuse. i thought this was home.
i walked into the wall last night while i was printing in the darkroom.. walked into it hard. so the right half of my face feels a little tingly.. just glad i’m not bruised.
had a photo of my reflection in the tub.. took them during thanksgiving. tried to take a bath and take photos. kill two birds with one stone. well, didnt realize the reflection of my entire body was in the photo.. naked body. i’m not in that stage of my artsy ‘career’ to feature my naked body. awkwardness. so all there is left is a negative and a test strip of the photo.
printmaking and color photo crits left. goddamn, this semester went by in a flash.
i’m losing the imaginary battle. it’s hard to change. i need the holidays to start like whoa.
your computer decides that it’s fucking overloaded, that it cannot handle anymore, and just freezes on you.. you press ctrl, alt, del hoping it would respond somehow. nothing.
well, that was my fucking brain today at 10:45am.