Sometimes I have the maturity of a twelve-year-old. Most of the time I act my age, but I've been catching myself doing really stupid things lately. Like referring to a certain somebody that annoys me as "the Problem" like a girl would call the boy she likes "the Boy" or something actually relevant to his personality.
Anyway, I have to move for the school I'm transferring to in the fall, but I haven't found a place to live yet. It's kind of frustrating. I have clicked on almost every craigslist posting, asked many friends that already live there, but there seems to be no one with an available room with a reasonable price/location/roommate situation/et c. I have a couple more contacts that I can try calling, but I'm just getting tired of looking.
I constantly play with the idea of just forgetting about school and starting a photography business. I think I would really enjoy it. I've heard good reviews about my work and I really like traveling and taking photographs. I think it would suit me rather well. I don't take pictures of people very often, but I can work on that. Maybe I could move to Hawai'i and just take pictures there. Except, I feel like Hawai'i is a cheater's way of making art. Of COURSE it's going to turn out pretty. It's HAWAI'I. No skill is really needed there.
... and, I think that's about all that I want to write for now.
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