accidentalidiot

A few months ago I jammed the wrong battery inside my/my dad's Nikon. I swear it was not my fault. The shop gave us the wrong spare battery when we bought the camera, but this information never made its way to me. Amazingly, when my dad found out he did not murder me or even verbally abuse me. He took the camera back to the shop where they said that the camera was irreparable. Somehow my dad managed to pry out the battery by his own means, but broke the lens in the process. So all that I'm saying is my camera is out being repaired, and until then, I'm checking out some new techniques (hopefully, my future photos will look somewhat more polish

I always get the urge to update the journal when I have about ten other things I should really be doing. Right now, I have to finish my capstone project essay thingy thing. I'm working on making guided imagery available to pediatric cancer patients at the local hospital. I have to write a 10-page paper about why I want to do this and how I'm going to get it done. I've written two sentences in the past week. Ich. So now I have to hammer this out in one night. And I can't even listen to music because it's late and I lost my headphones. Fun night. On the bright side, I actually get to start doing everything I'm writing about next year. I'll be

So I'm sitting here right now at 4:30 AM, attempting to finish a couple of essays. It's not working.