Because Holga cameras aren't hipster enough in and of themselves, I now have a fisheye lens attachment and plan on taking pictures of shoes.

My life is on a downward spiral.

I'm putting off doing my reading for Contemporary British Lit simply because I don't like the type of paper the book's printed on --or the font. And there's too many words per page. Space them out. The letters are too small too. And the book doesn't smell good. And the pages are dirty. It looks like a barista was reading this while making espressos. I should've bought it new. There's tape on the front cover. It's been written in already. Up until page 25. That person was probably as distracted as me. He or she probably got fed up with the paper, the number of words per page, the stains, the tape and said "F*** reading this book". But, the author is wearing sweet glasses.

"For the first time, in a long time, I feel alive."

So, I'm a senior and for the first time since the beginning of Freshman year, I feel like DePauw is where I'm supposed to be. I may be overly optimistic, which is uncharacteristic of me, but I think this might turn out to be my best year yet. I've decided to try to journal everyday, and while I don't want to share ALL of my personal journal, I'll probably post chunks. STAY TUNED.

Where is Conan O'Brien? I WANT HIM BACK.

I just finished developing some film for photo class, and I'm eating an apple... I didn't wash my hands first. There's a 87% chance I've just eaten developer, stop bath, fixer, hypoclear and photo flo in that order. Cheers!

I have a lot I could say, but I don't have time right now. Later/Soon.

I need to go finish reading The French Lieutenant's Woman. Thanks.