So I started out my day by taking pictures. As some of you may or may not know I am a journalism major which means I need basic photo skills. The problem is I do not have them. I am not too great at photography and I also don’t like putting myself in the positions both socially and physically that it can take to get a decent picture. But, I had to for the grade so there I was, freezing in a greenhouse taking pictures of succulents inside neon dinosaurs.
I thought I was doing pretty good too, I really captured the fear in the little plastic dinosaurs faces as a parasite grew out of their back. But I remembered, that the requirement is five different photos of different things including people, and in different times of the day. Which means I’ll have to take roughly over one hundred photos and I have 15 minutes of class left. Driven by fear I leave the greenhouse at 9:35 a.m. I thought the greenhouse was cold until I stepped outside. So then I was driven by fear and the fact it hurt to stand in one place too long.
In my fervor I forgot that taking photos of people in public while legal, freaks me out. So I’m shooting a bunch of pictures until that revelation hit me and I decide to fake a selfie (dozens of times in a row) distorting my face in various poses that I’ve seen from e-boys and influencers while walking and holding my phone at an angle that either of the former groups would have told me is unflattering. I did this for hours and hours, it was excruciating. I reached the building of my next class and stepped inside. It was 9:50 a.m. Oh. That wasn’t too bad actually, I think I got some decent photos.
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