Sitting here listening to 80s rock and thinking of photoshoot ideas for my last photo class project. 

Idea:
“Things neatly organized” meets “A day in a life of” 
(5 shots total)
I’ll take photos of my friend Jen as she gets ready for her day. Each shot will consist of one photo of whatever she’s doing + another photo next to that one showing the materials/items used in said scene. Ex: One shot of her showering/bathing + another shot of her bath soaps, towels, and what not. One shot eating cereal + another shot of the bowl and cereal neatly placed (Lol this one will be interesting to do). Last shot will be the tipping point. She will be half naked, sitting on the floor, hiding inside her closet. Symbolizing the self-destruction of our ‘self’ at the end of a long day. Ha, does that sound like a pun? 

I hope everything comes together nicely.
I’m only afraid because the images in my head are all in colour. I can’t seem to see things in black and white xD 

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Fucking Woo. WHY. 

NOW I HAVE MY HOPES UP AGAIN. 
I WILL WAIT. 
I PUSHED IT. 
I AM PUSHING IT.
AND I NEED TO STOP AND PATIENTLY CHANGE THE WAY SHE THINKS. 
Ahh well, at least we’ll have some fancy chocolates to look forward to. 

Drought

The rain has come, showering me in the electric pulse of the earth;
The calming rush and pounding rain calls out to me with a mirth. 
Hidden behind it’s sickening eyes that pry out the marrow in my bones
Crushed, crushed, I am crushed by the weight of the clouds; I condone.
I am not confused, I am not weary, the mountains stride strong even in the fury
Of the winds that hit with a back lash of waves I welcome them so dearly.
‘Do not wait for me, do not wait.’ The siren sings her beautiful song 
As I tuck myself into the corners of the world trying to find this place I belong.  

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What I do when I don’t know how to feel.
I read until something comes up.  

And now I silently tell myself, “I told you so.”

BREAKTHROUGH.

I KNEW MY GUT WAS RIGHT ABOUT SOMETHING. 

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I want to be able to take care of her. Emotionally, physically, what have you. 

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because it’s diffrent the way my heart tugs and pulls
the way my eyes linger through the dirt and the dull 
why not her, her, her, her or her?
cus you’re not her, her, her, her or her.
I’ll take this ‘sometimes’ because I know I got time
but I’ll devote this effort to making you feel defined 
compliments and excuses cus I know you’re feeling scared 
and I’m sorry I’m impatient, but I’ll make these moments bear 
I’m learning still and you know that, accept it, and pull back
but don’t fret cus you know I have a good head and shoulders that can pack
strip your worries and the those thoughts you carry 
trust in me that I can be the one that’ll keep these things you’ve buried
just take my hand and we’ll go unplanned deep into the forest
into the fields of greener grass and a place for you head to rest.

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Lol now I just think I’m in denial. 

-Park 
-Norton Simon ヽ(*・ω・)ﾉ

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My dad does the same thing. Hah. If I’m doing something or thinks I’m doing something he’ll just be like “Stop.” or he’ll just grunt. Haha.

Lol I enjoy this lack of need for communicating anything further.