I'm dying for an intellectual conversation. It's been so long since i've been mentally satisfied besides working on my photography. That's always stimulating...Mmmm..I love that word. stimulation. 
The darkroom had crack in the air. We were loud, perverted, altering our voices, dancing, verbally harrassing each other. God I love the abuse! The louder it gets, the quicker my blood flows. I shot, developed, and printed 3 out of 9 prints for one project today..Damn I'm good. I wish I could get more things done in a day. That could work out better for my lack of sleep. workworkwork..that's all I see in my near future.
I hate dense people. People with no common sense, no consideration but for themselves., ecetera, ecetera I could go on and on. I consider them very dense. Anyone in their right minds have common sense.
Big refund check from school gets handed to me tomorrow! Unfortunately, i don't get to spend a great majority of it on material wants but more so on necessities. I need to manage out my finances so that it eke out until January or even longer. You know you're growing up when you start financial planning and liking it.
I love red.
I need to read a ton of books for class. Oy vey! That's what I have planned all Sunday. Yeah baby...Smoke a little cheeb, read alot of books. That sounds serene.
I dream of the day I move into a cramped tiny apartment again. I miss living on my own. I know when I come home what to expect and not get embarrased if there's a tons of dirty dishes and a date sees this.
I miss dating. I covet hot girls!
I have so much work I'm going to have to go on limbo from society for a while.
I absoultely know what I want in a lover and a partner and I wont budge anymore for any fools tryin to kick it to me. They need to throw away their attempts at impressing me. After awhile they start to look sad and I hate seeing that.
I don't pity people, only starving children. They can't help it. They're too young to get food for themselves.
I'm going to attempt to see now. I have a boring 9am class and a busy busy weekend ahead of me. workworkwork...It's art, therefore I love its company.
Yes. My name is pronounced giovanna but it looks like cheese...I'm so fucking cheesy. gotta love me.
The darkroom had crack in the air. We were loud, perverted, altering our voices, dancing, verbally harrassing each other. God I love the abuse! The louder it gets, the quicker my blood flows. I shot, developed, and printed 3 out of 9 prints for one project today..Damn I'm good. I wish I could get more things done in a day. That could work out better for my lack of sleep. workworkwork..that's all I see in my near future.
I hate dense people. People with no common sense, no consideration but for themselves., ecetera, ecetera I could go on and on. I consider them very dense. Anyone in their right minds have common sense.
Big refund check from school gets handed to me tomorrow! Unfortunately, i don't get to spend a great majority of it on material wants but more so on necessities. I need to manage out my finances so that it eke out until January or even longer. You know you're growing up when you start financial planning and liking it.
I love red.
I need to read a ton of books for class. Oy vey! That's what I have planned all Sunday. Yeah baby...Smoke a little cheeb, read alot of books. That sounds serene.
I dream of the day I move into a cramped tiny apartment again. I miss living on my own. I know when I come home what to expect and not get embarrased if there's a tons of dirty dishes and a date sees this.
I miss dating. I covet hot girls!
I have so much work I'm going to have to go on limbo from society for a while.
I absoultely know what I want in a lover and a partner and I wont budge anymore for any fools tryin to kick it to me. They need to throw away their attempts at impressing me. After awhile they start to look sad and I hate seeing that.
I don't pity people, only starving children. They can't help it. They're too young to get food for themselves.
I'm going to attempt to see now. I have a boring 9am class and a busy busy weekend ahead of me. workworkwork...It's art, therefore I love its company.
Yes. My name is pronounced giovanna but it looks like cheese...I'm so fucking cheesy. gotta love me.