Life is going pretty well, ladies and gentlemen, pretty well.
Things have been heading the right direction, and I've been taking a lot of steps that are maybe uncomfortable or downright frightening to move towards a place where I know I'll be much happier in the long run. It's been pretty new and somewhat exciting.
Of course, there is ALWAYS going to be something that's bothersome.
After all, that's college: Spilled Milk.
However, there is one issue that continues to bother the almighty piss out of me....
INTO TO DIGITAL PHOTOGRAPHY CLASS.
Now, I do photography. I've done it for a while. I thought, "Yo. Easy A." Plus, there's a lot of friends in that class. No problem, right?
WRONG.
My photography teacher is the most picky bastard I've ever had to experience in my entire life. He's completely crazy about millimeters for the love of hell. He can take an absolutely beautiful photograph and destroy it, or (REAL EXAMPLE HERE) look at a photo of a woman's legs and talk about it for 40 minutes of endless retardation.
Now I usually do pretty well in that class, to the point where he'll find "compositional elements" that don't exist in my photos. Whatever. It's a grade. Today, however, this man had to audacity to tell me that I needed to "MOVE THE SUN IN THE PHOTO."
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move the sun while still keeping the same angle.
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move the sun.
I'm so sorry, Professor! I completely forgot to tell you. ....
IM NOT JESUS CHRIST.
Are you kidding me?
"MOVE THE SUN"
YES BECAUSE LET ME JUST TAKE MY AWESOME SUN MOVING, CELESTIAL BENDING POWERS AND GET RIGHT ON THAT. IM SORRY, BUT IM NOT GOING TO GO OUT AT 4 IN THE MORNING SO THE SUN FITS YOUR PERSONAL PREFERENCE OF A FEW INCHES TO THE LEFT.
MOVING THE SUN. LIKE A BOSS
thanks for drawing this Leanna. You're retarded <3
Other than that class, life is pretty stable.
Now excuse me the moon is not exactly where I want it to be and I need to go fix that.
