I am in a depressing perdicament. A lot of people don't know, but I shot my first set for SG a month ago. I was so excited that I was finally going after my goal of becoming a SG. To be honest it was not a fun experience for me. My fiance was there who is wishy washy about me trying to become a SG, so the entire time she was constantly making awkward comments and doing unnecessary things. I knew it showed in the pictures. Not only that, but as my photographer was editing them I never saw any of the pictures- not even as they were being taken. After he finally sent me a preview of some of the pictures [where he'd photoshopped my scars from when I used to cut and my birthmark on my tum] he said they'd be done like two Fridays ago. That Friday rolls around and I went to message asking for a time to drop off the photographer release he never messaged me back. He lives an hour and twenty minutes away from me. The next week I tried to get my fiance to give him the papers [they live three minutes away from each other]: it never happened.
All of which I take as an omen. I knew the set wasn't going to do well and it wasn't 100% that I was proud of. I'm in no means trying to bash the photographer. But this was just a disappointing experience for me.
Until then I'm going to concentrate on paying debt off, moving, getting back in school, and save up to get a lovely SG photographer to do the set I submit.
With that now off my chest, on with life. We finally moved most of our things into the new house. It feels like a weight has been lifted off my chest. I'm so excited about this. And most of all Nirvana has a yard she can play in. And that brings on story time with something that happened an hour ago.
We live on a busy street and there is a stairway to get up to my yard and cut through it to get back to the neighbor hood behind my house. Today two boys proceeded to cut through my yard and Nirvana[a pit bull] was running around without a leash. She began jumping on the ignorant man as we told him it was private property and he was trespassing. He said whatever and to get her to stop jumping before he did something. That's when I snapped and went off- you DO NOT threaten someone or something I love.
He seems like the ratchet type to come back and try to hurt my dog or us or do something to our property. So I've definitely decided that I'm going to get a carry&conceal, just in case. It's. simple thing, if you don't own it don't touch it or walk through it! You're in the wrong don't act like a disrespectful cunt.
End rant.
In more depressing news I'm either coming down with what's been going around or it's an usual sinus infection.
Which is sucking majorly because we're still moving the rest of our things and cleaning the place so we can finally rid ourselves of that terrible place. I mean, it was my ex's childhood house, the landlord who is the said ex's step dad, is a SLUMLORD, and the house is an emotional draining haunted house. Fuck that place!
What sucks is when you're sick all you want to do is sleep. I need to be at work at 10:30pm, I may not wake back up. I've never been so sleepy ever like I have this week.
Sorry for no pictures, ill make it up next time.
All of which I take as an omen. I knew the set wasn't going to do well and it wasn't 100% that I was proud of. I'm in no means trying to bash the photographer. But this was just a disappointing experience for me.
Until then I'm going to concentrate on paying debt off, moving, getting back in school, and save up to get a lovely SG photographer to do the set I submit.
With that now off my chest, on with life. We finally moved most of our things into the new house. It feels like a weight has been lifted off my chest. I'm so excited about this. And most of all Nirvana has a yard she can play in. And that brings on story time with something that happened an hour ago.
We live on a busy street and there is a stairway to get up to my yard and cut through it to get back to the neighbor hood behind my house. Today two boys proceeded to cut through my yard and Nirvana[a pit bull] was running around without a leash. She began jumping on the ignorant man as we told him it was private property and he was trespassing. He said whatever and to get her to stop jumping before he did something. That's when I snapped and went off- you DO NOT threaten someone or something I love.
He seems like the ratchet type to come back and try to hurt my dog or us or do something to our property. So I've definitely decided that I'm going to get a carry&conceal, just in case. It's. simple thing, if you don't own it don't touch it or walk through it! You're in the wrong don't act like a disrespectful cunt.
End rant.
In more depressing news I'm either coming down with what's been going around or it's an usual sinus infection.
Which is sucking majorly because we're still moving the rest of our things and cleaning the place so we can finally rid ourselves of that terrible place. I mean, it was my ex's childhood house, the landlord who is the said ex's step dad, is a SLUMLORD, and the house is an emotional draining haunted house. Fuck that place!
What sucks is when you're sick all you want to do is sleep. I need to be at work at 10:30pm, I may not wake back up. I've never been so sleepy ever like I have this week.
Sorry for no pictures, ill make it up next time.
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Hope it picks up for you.
I for one can't wait to see a set from you
I would definitely get the c&c. Shooting ranges are a great place to release stress, I think, and it sounds like you live in a place where the added protection is needed. Peace of mind equals less stress and then you can focus on the finer points in life. Like your family and the things that make you happy
Cheers!