Save Yourself, I'll Hold Them Back.

Ugh. I don't have great things to say today. I feel sick and gross and my eye won't stop twitching. And, I've kind of, all of a sudden, begun to hate everything about my photography. Well, no it's not all of a sudden. Tomorrow will be the third day we've had photo so I figured I should stop leaving early and actually develop at least a roll; so I went out with Sarah with the intention of taking photos and being all creative again with film and getting a photo of the day. And, I felt so lazy and I didn't have any ideas and it wasn't fun. It...so I ended up wasting an entire roll of film because I wanted SOMETHING to develop tomorrow and I'm almost positive it sucks. My photos for today suck and ksdfnklsdjhfjfsdafj.
I'm complaining, I'm sorry. I've established I'm my own worst critic and I know no one really honestly believes what they put out is the best, but so many people are more confident than I am. Anyways, I got back and I decided to play around with glow sticks and slow shutter speeds myself annnnnd the digital ones suck so I'm positive the film ones do. I started a new roll and wasted 16 of them.
So I don't know. The past 6 days of being all WOOOOO BRANDI have faded into this 'sdlkjlsjkfd fucking christ Brandi' thing again. So here are some shitty photos from today and today's photo.
Woop.

April being a freak.

Sarah.

Practicing being a creeper because I need to do a project on strangers for my film class.

Playing with glow sticks

7/365

"I know you're talking but all I see is a penis."