If you’re unhappy, get up off your ass and do something about it. Go do something that brings you joy because sitting around and moping isn’t going to change a goddamn thing. Time to start taking this advice myself. I’m sick of the motions: waking up, going to class, studying, smoking and drinking, and going to bed. It is dull and my entire first quarter has just become some big blur because there was no variation. We need change. We need something invigorating and exciting, something new and risky to get our blood pumping. So fuck it. I’m not going to spend my weekends with my books, a hookah, and a bottle. Not again. I’m going to pester the fuck out of the theater and dance department until someone gives me access to performances and classes so I can photograph something interesting again. I’m going to go to the Farmer’s Market with my telephoto lens and creep on unsuspecting people. I’m going to go to San Francisco. I’m going to find a coffee shop and write for hours. I’m going to drop cash at the grocery store just so I can have at least one good fucking meal a week. I’m going to go to concerts and performances. I’m going to go on hikes. I am going to submit my writing to magazines in hopes someone will eventually publish me. And the next time I have some opportunity to go photograph somewhere else in the country or in some foreign country, best be sure I’m going to drop the money on that and accept the absences in my classes and take full advantage of that because I am tired of this bubble and this boredom and my work is looking all the goddamn same which is toxic and disastrous. This quarter is going to exhaust me all the same, so I might as well find some things that are going to make waking up in the morning worth it.
