Ah, the weekend.
Work is piling up again. I’m taking photography here at the college as a summer course. I can use the credits; it’s cheaper than the regular year, and the class is small so our photo professor (who happens to rock) gets to spend more time with just us (only about 6 of us in the class).
This does mean extra work for the next 3 weeks, though, and taking lots of pictures. Professional photography is so expensive! I’m learning a lot, though, and I’ll be able to improve my photography to make some more hi resolution work.
I’m also learning the basics of developing too, which is really fun to play with. I might put up one of those for my next photo work.
As for the rest of life, I feel torn.
I shouldn’t be.
I really shouldn’t.
I need to calm down my own infatuation and just be happy like I usually am. It’s so hard to decide when you’re spending too much time with a person that it might be taken the wrong way. If I really followed what I felt, I would just spend all my time with this particular group of people.
Rough, rough, rough. People are already talking. I try to spread out my time with other people, but it really makes it worse at times.
People keep trying to hook me up. I just DON’T want to think about it so that I can just concentrate on friendships. I would never want anyone who wasn’t my friend first anyways.
And yet know that I’ve spread my time out, it almost seems I’m avoiding those whom I’d much rather hang out with…
Blast.
Could someone please give me another helping of chaos? I’m not stressed enough yet.
Tomorrow, I’m going to drive into Harrisburg, park, and just spend the day snapping pictures. I need a break.
*sigh*