It's been nearly six months since I've subitted a deviation and nearly a year since I've written a journal. I've been slacking on my duties it seems. But recently I've been struck with a good deal of inspiration, so hopefully that won't happen again...

I never realized how much a part of my life the ocean was until I wasn't living so close to it any more. On the shuttle home from the airport, I was watching the ocean and thinking to myself how much I missed it. How much I missed it Monterey, how much I missed my cat. I love it here, no matter how few things there are to do here. I love the people, the atmosphere everything.

I love it in Oregon too, don't get me wrong, it's just that this is where I grew up. There is a special place in my heart for the people and places of Monterey County. Name a place, just about anyplace, and I'll be able to tell you an memory or an event or something related to that place. There is a kind of security emanating from knowing a town inside out. I don't have that in Oregon. Hopefully in four years I'll be able to call it home as well.

And Alice and Hilla, Mikey, Michael and Sarah, I missed them like I'd miss my spleen if I ever lost it.

Alice: the twin I never had, the girl who won't get out of my brain even if she wanted to. The best friend. The girl who loves music and singing as much as I, the girl who would eat lotion and be stupid with me.
PS The girl who never fails to make me laugh while I'm drinking something and making me choke on the above mentioned fluid....

Hilla (aka Hillary): One of the people who have known me way too long for our own good. Swim team. Dance. Drama. One of the sweetest people on the planet, who will stand by a friend even though no one else is, who will invite the cast out member of the group to a party; the one who is always there, no matter what.

Mikey (aka Vodka aka Harakti) My ex "husband." What can I say about you? You're as honest and kind as the day is long, a DAMN good actor, and from the information reaching my ears, a slight boy slut. Two words....CAST PART? spill! jezt! I know you're going to read this one way or another. Oh Yes, Alice told me about the cast party....SPENCER??? one word......WHY????

Michael and Sarah: officially the cutest couple EVER. The other two people who love music and singing as much as I. Either of you can never fail to make me laugh when I'm down.
one word....choir....


I love it here!!!!

Much as I love it in Oregon, I do miss my hometown. Much as there isn't anything to do there except argue with the Welchinator or hang out with people (but then you have to figure out where you are going, which may take some time) I do miss knowing what's going to happen next. But that's the fun thing about college, isn't it? Oh well, I'm feeling a strange mixture of apprehension, nostalgia, excitement, cool classes and lonelyness, which cancel each other out to add to neutral. Which is a whole lot better than what I was feeling a couple of days ago. Oh, right explanation for the whole christmas spirit thing, I want winter holidays to be here so I can see all my friends again. If only I could see them every day while remaining in Oregon, that would be ideal. But that isn't the way it works, so I must suck it up and take it like everyone else.

Because school ended and I no longer have a photography class...I have no darkroom...that's why all the colorful pics are suddenly showing up...because I can do nothing else...I'm going insane...I'm thinking about joining YAC just for their darkroom, even though it costs money....it'll save my sanity...I mean, if I had a real version of photoshop I would be fine until august...but I don't. ew. blarg. vomit.*insert any noise associated with disgust here*

I think people are the reson I keep doing photography. All the emotions, the reactions, the beauty a print of an anonymus lady can evoke is breathtaking. I might be going through a slump where I cannot produce any decent prints and suddenly I'll take a picture that wasn't planned or tampered with at all, and there is an amazing portrait that evokes so many emotios it is hard to describe. Just a simple picture. Of a person. Even if I didn't even take the picture, it'll motivate me to go out and take more picture and not give up and try to evoke that feeling in others myself. I strive towards that goal, and if I ever reach it, that will not be the end, there will always be other opportunities to touch people with humanity.