photography

i just have to say that i feel like a complete clutz. well, earlier today, i felt like one anyway.

it's not everyday you mistakenly poor Fixer (a chemical used in the process of developing negatives and pictures) down the drain. i was told not to, and what do i do? i get so distracted by making sure i'm timing everything correctly, that i don't even realize my mistake until after i've made it. and to top things off, i then dilute the perma wash with water, causing the assistant to discard it all.

don't even get me started with how i broke the dark room glass last week.

uggghhh!...it doesn't even begin to express my humiliation.

But

so i figured this would be a daily occurence. it very well could have been. but (there always is one), i was at a loss as to what i should say. i mean, plenty of stuff went through my head. but (there it is again), i didn't want to get too personal. and then i thought, "why not write a story? someone might like my creative juices." but (rearing it's ugly head), i couldn't get past the possibility of someone also plagarizing my stuff. darn those creative juices of mine. they might actually inspire someone to rip off my originality. so here my problem rests. WHAT TO WRITE? not sure.
i will keep thinking. i will also always accept ideas from others. i may not write about them, but there is a chance i will. taking requests as of now.

Twitter

Hello (fill your name in here). my name shall go unknown for the time being...cue the mysterious music. 
so why have a blog? my reasoning connects to a certain professor, whose comment on my portfolio, said that I have a great journal voice and need to become a blogger. enough said, right? well, sure. who wouldn't want to try this out if someone else told them they would be great at it? (right now I'm reading over what I wrote and am analyzing it, hoping i don't sound too corny or un-interesting)
there's just one thing though. what in the world am I going to write about (besides my professor's encouraging words)? I could talk about my life; but then again, that crosses personal boundaries I'm just not willing to share with you quite yet.
I could emulate Tavi Gevinson, and write about, critique, and display my passion (though it's not for fashion). My heart definitely lies in the creative arts though (and i include fashion in that category. where else would it go?).
lately I've been trying my hand at writing creative fiction. i also have a thing for taking pictures, reading, and otherwise consuming mass entertainment. you know, movies, t.v., internet surfing (the only kind I know).
i guess it will just be random displays of creativity from here on out. enjoy.
oh, you also might be wondering, "why twitter"? it's been a nickname for as long as i can remember. i was twitter before The twitter existed. I sometimes like to think the company jacked my name and partially ruined it's uniqueness. I can no longer be called that name without it being correlated to a website dedicated to letting everyone know the most mundane and idiotic things you do throughout the day. I mean, who needs to know that you spilt coffee on your pants while driving, or that you are heading off to slumber land? I don't get it, but whatever. I will stand by my name however, because it is original and will always be mine first.