The summer wind
came blowin' in
from across the sea
I know - it's really not the time or the place to do anything but rest for tomorrow. Or, at the very least, to lie in the dark with your eyes closed and your teeth clean. It is not the time, Alvin, to look through the prints from twenty rolls of film that chronicle who you were and where you've been in the last five years. They are a testament to
how much money my mother spent on having these processed
the ridiculous decisions I made
the wonderful decisions I made
how much time we actually had in high school
how young and pale and skin-affected we are
how we haven't really changed at all
how careless I was with a camera
...among other things.
I don't think it's a coincidence that I impulsively spend an hour to reminisce with the still images of my life (Koreans in Michigan, hammocks and sweaty kids in Mexico, the summer wind in northern Minnesota, Christian teens in Orange City, a bunch of minorities at Calvin College) a handful of hours before the new semester takes off. The processing alone from this pile is probably upwards of a hundred dollars. A roll of color film isn't exactly free and, here on my lap, I have selected eight images. EIGHT. Of course there are more that I love and are decent in quality, clarity, composition etc... but still, eight?
Anyway, I've gotten - I hope - much more picky and careful with being a photographer.
I haven't very much else to say at the moment. I imagine tomorrow to go well... the forecast of my mood will be of general aloofness what with the mass of student body to freak out, the minute culture shock of an empty campus to a campus of awakened hormones... we're still driven by our hormones right? There's a good chance that I will be woken at one point or another.
9 25-10 40 . Documentary Film
chapel
11 40-12 55 . Film and Novel
6 45-9 30 . Fiction Writing (Tuesday evenings only)
11 - 11 50 . Major World Religions
12 - 12 50 . Comm 110
2 - 5 . Media Criticism
Oh shit. I have to register at some point tomorrow too. I better get to sleep.
liked your post. your class schedule looks good (save comm 110) and I want your body. Carry on.
ReplyDeleteFilm and novel, that's a good class.
ReplyDeleteYou should come to my house on saturday evening.
That goes for you, Paul, as well.
(Just in case you're wondering, I'm trying to break all my comments into three parapgraphs. They are more reformed that way.)
dear alvin.
ReplyDeleteteach me everything you are taught in fiction writing.
katy