Moments flashing past

Oh my god. I realize that is has felt like forever since I engaged in a real post of updated nature. I’ve been so busy that I haven’t even had much time to think about what I’ve been doing. It’s basically November…god damn that plays with my head. Like, NOVEMBER? Are you fucking for real? Where the ‘eff did my entire year go? It honestly feels like I was in Australia not even 3 months ago. Time plays the craziest games on the mind.

Uni is going great. I only have one negative to speak of and it’s this guy that is in two of my classes with me. He’s a total deal breaker. By deal breaker, I mean he’s annoying as shit. He’s undateable, at least 30 years old, works a pretty shit job, loves to smoke weed all the time, and potentially might live at home. There is a whole blog on Tumblr about deal breakers and the things they do. For instance: “You’re non stop movie quotes”. This guy. He’s older than me, but acts a good ten years younger. I’ve decided completely ignoring him and shutting him out of my working space was the best idea, but now I have to deal with, “hey, what’s up? You’re so quiet.” BECAUSE I WANT YOU TO FUCK OFF! If this guy could only see the daggers shooting out of my eyes and into him.

Besides deal breaker over here, classes are going well. I’m struggling right now with my current photography assignment, but am hoping once I start shooting a bit more, the creative juices will being to pour out of me. I’m having some sort of creative photographers block or something. Anyway, I had my first Chemistry exam and I killed it. 96% baby fuck yeah! Brad is going to treat me by buying me a present! So sick.

It got cold over here damn quick and I’m hating it! Even though it’s still a little ways away, I’ve been preparing for Christmas. With all of the visa crap and wedding prep I’m strapped for money, so have been looking around for other creative ways to get presents for everyone. I think this years will be something more hand-made in one fashion or another. There are so many ideas floating around the old noggin’ that I’m sure I can find one that’s pretty suiting.

I’ve recently discovered that I’m (as Morgan calls it) a Renaissance Woman. I know a little about a lot.  I’ve spent all of these years trying to find a new hobby…something I’m just super good at. I come out frustrated because I find that I don’t excel at any one thing. I’m just kinda good at things. But the more I grow, the more I realize how totally badass it is to be kinda good at a lot of things. I don’t think I know any one particular area better than anyone else or would say I’m an expert in anything. But seriously how many people do you know that can build a room, fix a light, bake goodies, cook a damn good meal, scrapbook the shit outta your life, and take awesome photos? I fucking can. I’m a handy person to have around. A gem, if you will. Diamond in the rough. Hopefully one day all of my talents will be put to good use and I’ll make a living doing one or many of these trades I enjoy. Until then, I’ll just cop it at my current job.