Busy, busy bee

As you probably know, my photography school started today. So it’s gonna be busy, busy. I will update this blog but maybe not as much. Especially the days I spend my days in school. Plus the travelling. It’s only gonna be 2 days and once a month. This week it was 3 days.

The first assignment is finding 10 photos that defines me. But how to find 10, that’s the problem. And I should send the assigment to the teacher this evening. A little panic arousing. But the real panic will be tomorrow (Friday). We are suppose to explain why we chose those. I totally crew up my presentration today. I just don’t like talking about myself to 39 other strangers. They might think I’m a total weirdo. But let them. Maybe tomorrow I will be less nervous. I should get cracking.

“And then she lied to me. She told me she was just tired. But the truth was, she didn’t want to me my friend no more”



Too good to be true

The most absurd thing I’ve been through in my life (beside my mother’s death, which was more of a shock really) was the day I got accepted to study photography. Which starts in 8 days btw. I didn’t even think of applying when I saw the ad in the local newspaper. I was just interested about the course, so I checked it out on the internet. It was only after a few days of thinking, I decided to go for it.

The application was made online. They wanted to know the basics, what you’ve studied etc. That was easy. The most difficult was the Search Criteria. Basically you had to write why you should be the one to study there. I read carefully about what the criteria was on the school’s website. I even emailed them to ask what exactly they were looking for. Glad I did. I really wanted to get accepted. I didn’t know what else to do otherwise.

I don’t remember exactly what I wrote on the application. It’s was something about being motivated and dreams. You never know what other people are looking for. I was satisfied about what I wrote. I didn’t really believe it was good enough but I hoped. Then the wait started.

I read on a blog entry about someone who had applied to the school and after a week had already got an answer. So I waited but it didn’t take a week. I just decided to forget about it. Less you wait, less worried you get. I started to think I wouldn’t get accepted. Maybe a bit desperate even. Deep inside I had a good feeling though.

About 2 weeks later, something absurd happened. In my case it is absurd. Bad luck seems to follow me anywhere. I got accepted! I couldn’t believe it. I was so happy. I didn’t even think to apply and then that happened. It was too good to be true. When things are like that, somewhere in your mind, bells start to ring. Did I really or is it a dream? But it is real. Not everything is a hoax. If things are too good to be true, it probably is, doesn’t apply here.

It became real when they sent me the bill. It will become even more real when it starts next Thursday. I wish my mother was there to see it. She probably would think the school is too expensive but still she would be happy I get something to do. I really hope it will be useful to the future. Here’s to new possibilities