Drowning in the Post

Over the past month I've been continuously bombarded with letters and e-mails from various colleges, and to be honest I'm feeling quite overwhelmed. I don't want to think about it, but I know I should. A year from now I'll probably know, or at least have a good idea, where I'll be heading off to. I'm scared. I feel I say this a lot. Expressing my trepidation when it comes to the future. I'm sorry. I don't mean to be so repetitive. My mind just runs in circles at times. Although it feels like it's all the time.

Photoclub was interesting. We went to Robert's. I bought some black and white film. It's suppose to be higher contrast (meaning there's a stronger difference between the blacks and whites). I'm excited to experiment. I took a few photos around the shop and school this afternoon with my "new" SLR. I like the whole process of taking a picture. I like scoping out the small details. I like framing the shot and focusing in with the lens. I like deciding what to put in focus and what to blur out. What will appear and what will fade back into the backround. I like creating things. I really like the process. It's the same with painting. I love layering the paint and working it as an image begins to build up. I don't know why, but I do.

I think I'll go collage a canvas now.

It's 12:22

I went to bed, really tired. I inexplicably woke up at midnight and couldn't fall back asleep. I drank warm milk. I checked facebook to see if anyone else couldn't sleep. I got on here.

I don't really have anything to say, so I guess this is just my shout-out to the blogosphere.
I am alive.
I am alive in the virtual world.