I am no longer confused :) Things are turning out well and I hope it continues to get better.
This week has been so long! Today especially. I had an allnighter on Sunday (did a photoshoot the entire day on Sunday) painting an assignment for 2D. It got a very good reception, so I'm happy... but I could have improved the craftsmanship and paint application.
Today: hurried to the print shop before class at 8:30, printed out my pattern thing, went to 2D. An hour and a half standing up examining patterns! My eyes were swimming.
Searched for the photo print shop (Foto Express) right after I got out of 2D. 11am-11:30. Finally I found it, got my photos ready to print, and hurried off to meet Pickle for my appt at noon. We had a good talk about my grades and I know what to do to get my A now. For a beginning photo prof, he grades very hard!! It feels more like intermediate photo, or an advanced art class. I try so hard for this class it isn't even funny. Well, at 12:30 we finished our meeting, and I sprinted off to Foto Express to pick up my prints. $15 for three spectacular prints. Thank you Foto Express! I love the quality of your prints. Walgreen's has nothing on you!! I sprinted back to class and got back at 12:50. My photo class is on the 4th floor of Duncan Hall, which is a building all the way on the other side of campus from Foto Express. Tiring!
Well, I am way too tired to type any more. I'm in thel ibrary so I might as well go home and rest up.
quick snapshot though!
- Abercrombie model! I thought that print was the best out of the three. Too bad I left Suzie's photo with Alex... I really regretted putting up that brighter pic of her because it didn't go with my series.
- I think I did the right thing :)
- I should stop drinking milk tea...
- I have a job now! My new manager seems really nice. yay
- Franny and I want to audition for choir! haha well, actually I'm trying to get him to audition with me. Just for fun... it'll be fun :)
- Stupid SJCC transcript... stupid SJSU!
- I hope I get the classes I want. If I don't, I probably won't be able to assistant coach for Piedmont.
- Speaking of badminton, I am getting super rusty.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
A snapshot of my brain
Random thoughts off the top of my head.
+ Tommy Hilfiger interview on friday :) Can't wait to work again!
+ My current 2Dconcepts and past ColorTheory prof asked me to give her my old assignment so she could use it as an "amazing" example for her color class! Flattered!
https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLfFLsrnZuoClXFpjtFPDyNvIZxdT2oXbPFHB7Ni885p1bNrmvEBodSu9F44fMZOLJqBz_uR7OM-qIoH0lOmUfJv93LVSVX-X8LqpBU9Q24Wr92KBo5gp2e_IRBGdFZXSq2A4OazeK8ejM/s320/P1010805
+ I need to practice badminton and get back in shape. Deteriorating...
+ Finished homework early tonight! Yay!
+ Gotta get up earlier tomorrow or I'll make my mom late again :(
+ How do I really feel about this?
+ Don't like my sport photography photos.
+ I should clean my room.
+ Haven't gone shopping in forever!!
+ Can't wait to start photoshooting!
+ I love hanging out with my SJSU buddies. Movie nights and boba anonymous...
+ Santa Cruz tree 9 photoshoot! Can I climb the tree with a DSLR around my neck?
+ 2D hw is always tedious and difficult for me. Color was much more preferable.
+ I want to take voice next semester but that'd be weird without a buddy, lol
+ Girl talk with a guy is always nice
+ Should REALLY clean my room.
+ Too much candy intake!!!!
+ Tommy Hilfiger interview on friday :) Can't wait to work again!
+ My current 2Dconcepts and past ColorTheory prof asked me to give her my old assignment so she could use it as an "amazing" example for her color class! Flattered!
https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLfFLsrnZuoClXFpjtFPDyNvIZxdT2oXbPFHB7Ni885p1bNrmvEBodSu9F44fMZOLJqBz_uR7OM-qIoH0lOmUfJv93LVSVX-X8LqpBU9Q24Wr92KBo5gp2e_IRBGdFZXSq2A4OazeK8ejM/s320/P1010805
+ I need to practice badminton and get back in shape. Deteriorating...
+ Finished homework early tonight! Yay!
+ Gotta get up earlier tomorrow or I'll make my mom late again :(
+ How do I really feel about this?
+ Don't like my sport photography photos.
+ I should clean my room.
+ Haven't gone shopping in forever!!
+ Can't wait to start photoshooting!
+ I love hanging out with my SJSU buddies. Movie nights and boba anonymous...
+ Santa Cruz tree 9 photoshoot! Can I climb the tree with a DSLR around my neck?
+ 2D hw is always tedious and difficult for me. Color was much more preferable.
+ I want to take voice next semester but that'd be weird without a buddy, lol
+ Girl talk with a guy is always nice
+ Should REALLY clean my room.
+ Too much candy intake!!!!
Loss of innocence
Very confused about recent developments. Should I stick to what I really want, or to what everyone else wants/already approves of?
Of course if I phrase it like that, people are going to tell me to stick to what I want. However, if I did, that would be an incredibly selfish act. Doing what I want isn't necessarily the best choice. I would probably inconvenience and/or hurt other people.
In the end, is it best that I strive to make others happy, but reassure myself with a lie? Or should I be honest with myself at the risk of inconveniencing and harming others?
Just something running at the back of my mind.
++ I have to remind myself that 95% of the people in the world are honest good people. Encountering deceitful people certainly makes it seem like that deviant 5% of the population makes up the whole world.
At Smash City, I was reserving a court for Ian, Bryan, and Chris. Bryan had gone to change and the other two had gone to get water. I was standing on the court, practicing my serves, when two big Indian dudes came up to me.
I recognized them from the summer, when we came often to Smash City. I had played with them and their other friend before, and they'd cracked sick jokes that I awkwardly laughed off.
Awkward moment over the summer:
*Mustache dude points to short dude* "He said you would marry me if we win this match!" Thankfully that was the only time I played with them.
Anyway, they came up to me. Mustache dude pointed at the sign on the court: "Training is at 4:00. It's 4:30 now. Sorry, but this court is reserved for training."
"Oh?" I said, stupidly. "Okay...um..." And then I got off the court.
Which I really regret. I wish instead I'd stuck around and asked where their coach was, where their fellow trainees were, etc.
Sneaky, sly way to steal a court from a girl when the entire gym is packed. The validity of the sign made me believe the guys enough to get off the court, but as soon as I walked off, suspicion alarms went off in my head.
Anyway, a while after that, the two dudes spotted a better court next to the one they'd stolen from me. Mustache dude turned to me and said, "You can use the court now."
Thanks.
++ Why didn't I argue? I didn't want to raise a scene just for possession of a court. Besides, the two of them were huge and burly. I will just know better next time.
It's kind of sad how everyone is so cautious and wary of others just because of that devious 5% of the population. Those two guys hit shamelessly on girls, cheated their way onto courts, and cut in line for challenge courts (saw them do this over the summer). Because of guys like them, we have rules and sign-up slips just to ensure honesty.
People think that the loss of innocence results after sex or learning about sexual references, but here's what I think losing one's innocence really should mean.
Our parents, when we were children, read us stories that conveyed strong morals about life. We grew up with Disney fairy tales, where life was just peachy and ended happily ever after. The evil witches were always killed, the good guys always lived, and love stayed forever strong.
As I grew up, I stubbornly believed that there really are no bad people in the world. Misfits, maybe. Misunderstood, probably. But bad down to the core? Never.
No one will take my backpack if I set it down on this bench in the locker room for about two hours. No one will try to blatantly lie to others for their own benefit. People were read the same Aesop's fables that my parents read to me. We all have the same morals...
In freshman year, my backpack was riffled through when I left it in the locker room (don't remember why). Somebody took the $30 I needed to pay club fees. As a freshman, that was a lot of money to me. As a freshman, I was also naive and innocent. After that incident, I wondered why someone would have the nerve to steal from others if he/she had the same morals I did.
In 7th grade science class, my table exchanged our quiz papers with the adjacent table. The girl whose paper I corrected came quietly to me while the teacher was lecturing, and pointed out that I had miscorrected a question she had gotten wrong. I looked at it again. When I corrected it the first time, she had boldly circled the B when the answer was C. Looking closely at it, I saw a small, thoroughly-erased circle around the little B. I argued quietly that I was sure I had corrected it right, but she insisted that I must not have been paying attention. The teacher turned around and told us to stop talking.
I gave up and miserably gave the girl the point that she did not earn.
Granted, people are not necessarily bad down to the core. One thing I did learn, though... Life isn't fair. Life really isn't. Even when you stick to your morals, other people may not believe in them.
I lost my innocence when I gave up on the idea that people are always honest and good. Life isn't a fairytale, and good people don't always triumph. Watch my back, and remember to keep my pepper spray in my bag at all times. Bring my things to the restroom with me instead of leaving them out in the hall, and check that I still have my DSLR wherever I had placed it.
But do remember: 95% of people are good. Just watch out for that other 5%.
Of course if I phrase it like that, people are going to tell me to stick to what I want. However, if I did, that would be an incredibly selfish act. Doing what I want isn't necessarily the best choice. I would probably inconvenience and/or hurt other people.
In the end, is it best that I strive to make others happy, but reassure myself with a lie? Or should I be honest with myself at the risk of inconveniencing and harming others?
Just something running at the back of my mind.
++ I have to remind myself that 95% of the people in the world are honest good people. Encountering deceitful people certainly makes it seem like that deviant 5% of the population makes up the whole world.
At Smash City, I was reserving a court for Ian, Bryan, and Chris. Bryan had gone to change and the other two had gone to get water. I was standing on the court, practicing my serves, when two big Indian dudes came up to me.
I recognized them from the summer, when we came often to Smash City. I had played with them and their other friend before, and they'd cracked sick jokes that I awkwardly laughed off.
Awkward moment over the summer:
*Mustache dude points to short dude* "He said you would marry me if we win this match!" Thankfully that was the only time I played with them.
Anyway, they came up to me. Mustache dude pointed at the sign on the court: "Training is at 4:00. It's 4:30 now. Sorry, but this court is reserved for training."
"Oh?" I said, stupidly. "Okay...um..." And then I got off the court.
Which I really regret. I wish instead I'd stuck around and asked where their coach was, where their fellow trainees were, etc.
Sneaky, sly way to steal a court from a girl when the entire gym is packed. The validity of the sign made me believe the guys enough to get off the court, but as soon as I walked off, suspicion alarms went off in my head.
Anyway, a while after that, the two dudes spotted a better court next to the one they'd stolen from me. Mustache dude turned to me and said, "You can use the court now."
Thanks.
++ Why didn't I argue? I didn't want to raise a scene just for possession of a court. Besides, the two of them were huge and burly. I will just know better next time.
It's kind of sad how everyone is so cautious and wary of others just because of that devious 5% of the population. Those two guys hit shamelessly on girls, cheated their way onto courts, and cut in line for challenge courts (saw them do this over the summer). Because of guys like them, we have rules and sign-up slips just to ensure honesty.
People think that the loss of innocence results after sex or learning about sexual references, but here's what I think losing one's innocence really should mean.
Our parents, when we were children, read us stories that conveyed strong morals about life. We grew up with Disney fairy tales, where life was just peachy and ended happily ever after. The evil witches were always killed, the good guys always lived, and love stayed forever strong.
As I grew up, I stubbornly believed that there really are no bad people in the world. Misfits, maybe. Misunderstood, probably. But bad down to the core? Never.
No one will take my backpack if I set it down on this bench in the locker room for about two hours. No one will try to blatantly lie to others for their own benefit. People were read the same Aesop's fables that my parents read to me. We all have the same morals...
In freshman year, my backpack was riffled through when I left it in the locker room (don't remember why). Somebody took the $30 I needed to pay club fees. As a freshman, that was a lot of money to me. As a freshman, I was also naive and innocent. After that incident, I wondered why someone would have the nerve to steal from others if he/she had the same morals I did.
In 7th grade science class, my table exchanged our quiz papers with the adjacent table. The girl whose paper I corrected came quietly to me while the teacher was lecturing, and pointed out that I had miscorrected a question she had gotten wrong. I looked at it again. When I corrected it the first time, she had boldly circled the B when the answer was C. Looking closely at it, I saw a small, thoroughly-erased circle around the little B. I argued quietly that I was sure I had corrected it right, but she insisted that I must not have been paying attention. The teacher turned around and told us to stop talking.
I gave up and miserably gave the girl the point that she did not earn.
Granted, people are not necessarily bad down to the core. One thing I did learn, though... Life isn't fair. Life really isn't. Even when you stick to your morals, other people may not believe in them.
I lost my innocence when I gave up on the idea that people are always honest and good. Life isn't a fairytale, and good people don't always triumph. Watch my back, and remember to keep my pepper spray in my bag at all times. Bring my things to the restroom with me instead of leaving them out in the hall, and check that I still have my DSLR wherever I had placed it.
But do remember: 95% of people are good. Just watch out for that other 5%.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Time flies.
I was scrawling today's date onto my homework assignment when I suddenly realized how significant this day used to be to me.
I didn't know why the date gave me such a jolt of recognition, like the face of a best friend I haven't seen in years. I stared at it for a few seconds before it hit me why.
No, I didn't forget...
If things had turned out differently, today would have been such a day of festivity. Instead, it's a day of fond recollection - bittersweet memory - and a (slighty) wistful minute of "I wonder how it would be like if we didn't..."
I didn't know why the date gave me such a jolt of recognition, like the face of a best friend I haven't seen in years. I stared at it for a few seconds before it hit me why.
No, I didn't forget...
If things had turned out differently, today would have been such a day of festivity. Instead, it's a day of fond recollection - bittersweet memory - and a (slighty) wistful minute of "I wonder how it would be like if we didn't..."
Monday, September 28, 2009
where's the integrity?
Tiring, exhausting day! I've already finished dinner and it's only 6pm. Today had its high and low points... especially low points.
I'd stayed up to 4am editing my photos and whatnot. Today was my printing slot and I was the very first one in the class to print, and surprisingly my pictures turned out pretty well. Even my "tough love" photo teacher told me my prints looked great. I'm pleased. I wasn't pleased at 4am though... I'd tried to move all 110+ photos (even the edited ones) to a CD because that was part of the assignment. Moving everything took about 15+ minutes. However... as soon as it finished, Windows announced that there was an error with the pictures. My heart sank. I looked at the folder on my computer, and it was completely empty because I'd just moved all the pictures in it to the CD. I clicked on the CD... it was completely empty because of the error. I freaking panicked for a minute, but luckily I'd made backups. THANK GOODNESS. I still lost a substantial amount of photos (about 30 or 40), but I have most of them still. I'd kept my five edited pictures open in Photoshop, so they weren't lost. THANK GOODNESS!!!! Those were the ones I was most worried about.
For 2D, we had to expand a square. I totally started this at 11pm and finished at 12:30am. :) My first one was pretty nasty, so I started over and did another one. Much better! It got a pretty positive reception during critique today, so I'm happy.
But... while we were painting squares for the value scale, I got a text from Francis. He said that he'd checked on my bike (I'd left it on campus, locked next to Dudley Moorhead) and the seat was gone... and did I have it? Dismay hit me... shootles. I'd had too much faith in the integrity of mankind and assumed that no one would touch my bike. I mean, if I hadn't had my bike locked, of course I would expect it to be stolen. However, I wouldn't expect someone to like, steal the seat of my bike... Too much faith.
While I'm on the topic of integrity, I'd like to talk about something that disturbed me this weekend. Someone I know picked up and kept two items that weren't his, because supposedly they had been "left behind." When his motives were questioned on two separate occasions, he answered 1) "Because someone took my birds, so I'm taking this tube in retribution" and 2) "Because I've always wanted a bag like this." Personally, I was more than a little disgusted. Why?
1) You don't know who took your tube, yet you chose to punish someone (who is most likely innocent) by taking his half-full tube. Furthermore, you stated that your tube only had one bird in it. Why is that grounds for taking someone else's tube? What if someone stole a half-tube of birds from you?
2) You picked up someone else's bag and kept it for yourself? I don't exactly know the situation behind this, so I don't know if you found the bag empty or not. I don't know where you found it--it could have been in the trashcan or on the floor next to someone's badminton bag. I'm thinking that most likely someone accidentally left it behind. Instead of trying to find the owner or giving it to the tournament director for lost and found purposes, you kept it to satiate your own desires.
3) I would just like to rant about one more thing. I'm really cranky from lack of sleep right now, so maybe that's why I'm so rant-y today. Anyway, I digress.
You need to CHILL. If I am giving you a freaking ride, speeding and driving dangerously in order to get YOU somewhere in time for YOUR benefit, I do not need to hear you cursing and complaining in the backseat while I: a) slow for red lights, b) accidentally take a wrong turn, c) want to pull over to check the gps, d) brake to avoid a collision. I am NOT your chauffeur, nor are you even paying me. I am doing you a freaking favor. If you don't like the ride (and you don't appreciate that I'm doing you a favor), then you can get out because I will NOT be driving you anymore. Furthermore, and probably most importantly. I will NOT listen to you when I am in the furthest left-turning lane and you're telling me to go straight. Are you crazy? If you want to drive recklessly, drive your own freaking self. Don't try to tell me to do something illegal, stupid, and dangerously reckless just to get your butt warmed up for a better chance of winning your games. That is just so incredibly selfish.
I really doubt you will read this and I am honestly not too sure if I want you to read this because you'll probably get all butt-hurt, but I want you to realize how idiotic you were.
Anyway, enough of that. But on a similar topic... badminton. Badminton warms my heart :) The tournament on Saturday was so incredibly fun. Trevor and I got to D mixed semifinals and C mixed quarters. Unfortunately he had sprained his ankle and I couldn't really cover him haha. I made him bring his sleeping bag because I wanted to use it, but I was actually very wide awake during the tourney :( sorrrry! Truman and I just used it to sit on to watch games. haha.
Jenny and I unexpectedly played C women's doubles, and got 2nd. Not much of a victory because a lot of girls dropped out of C's out of sheer exhaustion, but still! It was pretty awesome. I think when I get really warmed up, I can jump smash a bit. I've always wanted to jump smash :D I just don't think I'm getting the form right, haha. Oh well. As long as the smash is angled and fast, I'm happy.
On Friday, we're completing more challenges for the SJSU club. Leo and I have some more mixed matches to go because it's double elimination. Eva and I are #2 for doubles, and I hope Leo and I can get #2 or #3 for mixed! This Saturday is a dual-meet against Berkeley, and I know they're going to be tough... oh well. More experience!
Anyway... on a negative note. My mom told me that my dad got laid off today, and I was really shocked. I just hadn't been expecting it. We'll be okay for a while because of savings and whatnot, but I don't want to drag us down with unnecessary expenses. I'll manage my finances better and try to cut down on expenses, I guess. Oh, I must find a job!
I'd stayed up to 4am editing my photos and whatnot. Today was my printing slot and I was the very first one in the class to print, and surprisingly my pictures turned out pretty well. Even my "tough love" photo teacher told me my prints looked great. I'm pleased. I wasn't pleased at 4am though... I'd tried to move all 110+ photos (even the edited ones) to a CD because that was part of the assignment. Moving everything took about 15+ minutes. However... as soon as it finished, Windows announced that there was an error with the pictures. My heart sank. I looked at the folder on my computer, and it was completely empty because I'd just moved all the pictures in it to the CD. I clicked on the CD... it was completely empty because of the error. I freaking panicked for a minute, but luckily I'd made backups. THANK GOODNESS. I still lost a substantial amount of photos (about 30 or 40), but I have most of them still. I'd kept my five edited pictures open in Photoshop, so they weren't lost. THANK GOODNESS!!!! Those were the ones I was most worried about.
For 2D, we had to expand a square. I totally started this at 11pm and finished at 12:30am. :) My first one was pretty nasty, so I started over and did another one. Much better! It got a pretty positive reception during critique today, so I'm happy.
But... while we were painting squares for the value scale, I got a text from Francis. He said that he'd checked on my bike (I'd left it on campus, locked next to Dudley Moorhead) and the seat was gone... and did I have it? Dismay hit me... shootles. I'd had too much faith in the integrity of mankind and assumed that no one would touch my bike. I mean, if I hadn't had my bike locked, of course I would expect it to be stolen. However, I wouldn't expect someone to like, steal the seat of my bike... Too much faith.
While I'm on the topic of integrity, I'd like to talk about something that disturbed me this weekend. Someone I know picked up and kept two items that weren't his, because supposedly they had been "left behind." When his motives were questioned on two separate occasions, he answered 1) "Because someone took my birds, so I'm taking this tube in retribution" and 2) "Because I've always wanted a bag like this." Personally, I was more than a little disgusted. Why?
1) You don't know who took your tube, yet you chose to punish someone (who is most likely innocent) by taking his half-full tube. Furthermore, you stated that your tube only had one bird in it. Why is that grounds for taking someone else's tube? What if someone stole a half-tube of birds from you?
2) You picked up someone else's bag and kept it for yourself? I don't exactly know the situation behind this, so I don't know if you found the bag empty or not. I don't know where you found it--it could have been in the trashcan or on the floor next to someone's badminton bag. I'm thinking that most likely someone accidentally left it behind. Instead of trying to find the owner or giving it to the tournament director for lost and found purposes, you kept it to satiate your own desires.
3) I would just like to rant about one more thing. I'm really cranky from lack of sleep right now, so maybe that's why I'm so rant-y today. Anyway, I digress.
You need to CHILL. If I am giving you a freaking ride, speeding and driving dangerously in order to get YOU somewhere in time for YOUR benefit, I do not need to hear you cursing and complaining in the backseat while I: a) slow for red lights, b) accidentally take a wrong turn, c) want to pull over to check the gps, d) brake to avoid a collision. I am NOT your chauffeur, nor are you even paying me. I am doing you a freaking favor. If you don't like the ride (and you don't appreciate that I'm doing you a favor), then you can get out because I will NOT be driving you anymore. Furthermore, and probably most importantly. I will NOT listen to you when I am in the furthest left-turning lane and you're telling me to go straight. Are you crazy? If you want to drive recklessly, drive your own freaking self. Don't try to tell me to do something illegal, stupid, and dangerously reckless just to get your butt warmed up for a better chance of winning your games. That is just so incredibly selfish.
I really doubt you will read this and I am honestly not too sure if I want you to read this because you'll probably get all butt-hurt, but I want you to realize how idiotic you were.
Anyway, enough of that. But on a similar topic... badminton. Badminton warms my heart :) The tournament on Saturday was so incredibly fun. Trevor and I got to D mixed semifinals and C mixed quarters. Unfortunately he had sprained his ankle and I couldn't really cover him haha. I made him bring his sleeping bag because I wanted to use it, but I was actually very wide awake during the tourney :( sorrrry! Truman and I just used it to sit on to watch games. haha.
Jenny and I unexpectedly played C women's doubles, and got 2nd. Not much of a victory because a lot of girls dropped out of C's out of sheer exhaustion, but still! It was pretty awesome. I think when I get really warmed up, I can jump smash a bit. I've always wanted to jump smash :D I just don't think I'm getting the form right, haha. Oh well. As long as the smash is angled and fast, I'm happy.
On Friday, we're completing more challenges for the SJSU club. Leo and I have some more mixed matches to go because it's double elimination. Eva and I are #2 for doubles, and I hope Leo and I can get #2 or #3 for mixed! This Saturday is a dual-meet against Berkeley, and I know they're going to be tough... oh well. More experience!
Anyway... on a negative note. My mom told me that my dad got laid off today, and I was really shocked. I just hadn't been expecting it. We'll be okay for a while because of savings and whatnot, but I don't want to drag us down with unnecessary expenses. I'll manage my finances better and try to cut down on expenses, I guess. Oh, I must find a job!
Monday, September 21, 2009
self-portraits, upcoming week
I'm having an amazing week :) The best things are unexpected.
Tuesday is a furlough day, so I'll probably use that day photoshooting for my self-portrait. I already took some ridiculous ones...haha. Well, we have to take 100+ pictures and choose the best three, so i think I want to use three concepts.
I was going to go with something like this, but after some more thought, I want something thought-provoking and serious. Not something this simple/fun... I guess I want something surreal? Or emotionally charged? I'll think of something. Besides, they aren't even really in focus... too bad :P Tuesday - furlough day! Study/photoshoot/clothes-altering day.
Wednesday - Have homework for 2D Concepts done? Shootles... what's the homework..? I have to go and check. Oh, and have concepts for my self portrait.
Thursday - Meteorology midterm! Must study. Turn in onion sketch, and sketch something else. I love drawing class! It's so chill.
Friday - SJSU badmin club! More challenges, especially in mixed. I don't know if there are any more girls doubles besides us and another pair.
Saturday - Santa Teresa tourney! I'm really looking forward to this.
Sunday - Finish 2D concepts assignment #2, and do the assigned reading. Oh, and have self-portraits ready for printing! My printing slot is 12:30-1 on Monday.
So far that's all I have planned.
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