Tuesday, November 30, 2004

Well, Its time to talk.

School school school. Not much else to say. Its driving me crazy. I am working my ass of to get good grades, but end with something thats only decent. I dont know what the hell Im doing wrong. I have better looking negs than other people, and better looking prints than other people, and yet, my grades are worse than theirs. I just dont understand. I pay attention to all the little details, but get major points knocked off for something minor. Other people have worse mistakes, and alot of 'em, and get hardly any points taken off. It sucks. Oh well.

Thursday, November 25, 2004

A Final Red Rock

This is the last photo from the ones Ill be putting up form red rock canyon. I think Nick will like this one.

Tuesday, November 23, 2004

Something in the Archives

Here is something I found while going thru old pics.

On a Different Note

There are things on this planet that are grander than the story of few humans. Sometimes we forget that.

Monday, November 22, 2004

Okay. Hold on a Minute

Based on the Comments Within My Last Blog:

Okay, if youre going to hate on me, at least let me know who it is by leaving your name with your anonymous comment. And at what point did I become such an ass? If you are basing your opinion of my assholeness based on the comments and monologues of an anonymous person, maybe you should talk to me before reaching a final conclusion. Maybe you should hear both sides of the story before jumping to conclusions. Maybe you should be openminded and willing to give me a fair trial, instead of declaring me guilty until proven innocent. Call me. Im sure anonymous will give you my number. Either that or AIM me @ bringerofthedead. Just talk to me in REAL time. I dont think Ive done anything unfair or wrong, and its not my fault that someone couldnt catch on before getting hurt. I didnt want to hurt anyone, and if you have been hurt, Im sorry. Im living my life for me, not you. Take off your blinders.

Sunday, November 21, 2004

Life is Good

The world just got a little warmer.

Friday, November 19, 2004

A Quickie

Here you go, now Im off to work.

Thursday, November 18, 2004

This be Holy Ground

Well, actually, its a wall, but whatever. More Red Rockness. Gig with p-h to the seventh today @ SMC. Ooooooo0. I wish I knew less people, and less people knew me, cause were gonna suck ass. Enjoy.

Tuesday, November 16, 2004

Be Cool

Sometimes, you have to look at the filter you see through.

More Red Rock

Somethings arent meant to be said, but instead experienced. Enjoy.

Monday, November 15, 2004

A Side Trip

Well, Ive been going to vegas a lot recently, and I made two side trips recently to red rock canyon, which is right outside of vegas. Heres a shot I got from there. More to come soon. Dont worry, the film stuff of the Sierras will be coming, Ive just been real busy.

Wednesday, November 10, 2004

So Busy

Ive been too busy to do anything, so here:

Friday, November 05, 2004

Look Closer

Heres a little detail I liked. Happened during a photo shoot that Brenda was having with my cousin Adiel. Now Im off to vegas (in a bit).

Dream me a Dream

I had a very strange dream. In my dream, I was at my house, but it wasnt my actual house. It was just understood that it was my house. I was hanging out with a freind whom I like (female), and we were talking. At some point, she and I decided to start going out with each other. We were very happy. We kissed and hugged. It was a very nice warm feeling. I thought that we were very happy together, and it filled me with warmth.For some reason, I decided to change clothes, and got distracted when I started talking to someone. I lost track of what happened to the person I liked. It was then that I realized I was at some sort of party or gathering. I wandered throughout the house that wasnt my house, looking for her, and asking people if they had seen her. I finally reached the last room in the house, a childrens bedroom, and I opened the door. When I open it, I see her giving one of my guy friends a blowjob. As soon as they realize Im coming through the door, they stop, but there is no awkwardness about it. There is this underlying cynisism on their part. I remember feeling dead on the inside. I remember asking the girl how she could do this to me. How could she break my heart. How could she hurt me so much, and she just sits there, unashamed, not saying anything. I just started getting this feeling that I was never meant to see this, but
that it happened because I was an asshole. I asked my male friend how he could do this to me. I tried punching him, but he would stop it everytime. I felt so helpless and weak. He would just sit there and do nothing but block my blows, and the girl had a very evil uncaring smirk on her face. At this point, I realized that I was only going through the motions of caring. As soon as I had seen what they were doing, I died on the inside. I was so hurt, that I was already emotionally dead. I wanted to cry, but I couldnt. I wanted to put anger into my punches, but I couldnt. I wanted to hurt, but I couldnt. I was dead already. How could they have done this to me? I wanted to feel emothion, but they killed me. I then drifted back into the awareness of reality, but was very disturbed by the dream. It lingers in my mind. It really saddens me, and makes me feel alone. Maybe this dream is meant to remind me of the pain Ive already gone through once. Regardless, it scares me. I never want to feel the pain I felt before. I just want to be happy again. I want to be happy, without fearing pain.

Thursday, November 04, 2004

Just a Snack

Ive been really busy with my photo classes, so I have not been able to start scanning in photos. I did take a trip to vegas, which was paid for by the democratic party (i helped promote kerry. I was the political version of a Jahovas witness), but really, I went to shoot. Here is a shot I got from there. I lost the MAIN negative that I went to shoot, so Im going to be reshooting it this weekend. Yes, Im going back to vegas. But because of this, I will not get to work on scanning yet. To hold your ravenous hunger for more, I have something to hold you, just like a snack. There may be a few more to come. From vegas to you, enjoy.