Monday, October 18
I've just been and shot the pictures for my furniture porn project. It didn't go very well. It took me at least half an hour just to set the flash up, and I'm not convinved I did that correctly. I knocked one of the cameras on the floor from a desk and then it wouldn't wind on or take photographs. I don't know if it was the same previous to its fall though. I had done no preplanning for the session so I did everything on the spur of the moment and thus more than likely it's all going to be crap. And everyone here hates me.
There was a beautiful sky this morning. Many different kinds of clouds and I felt special and happy. Pity it was all dashed once I arrived in college. Last night I went round to Helen's. (She's doing the interior design diploma course.) Her, her flatmate and I watched
Mulholland Drive last night. It was the first David Lynch film I've seen. I got home at quarter past twelve and spent the next hour and a half online trying to figure out what the fuck had happened. I think I understand it now though.
Rory comes on Wednesday. This is the thing which is keeping me going today.
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