Artings.

So I'm stuck on the idea of pencil. I, LOVE pencil. I like the way I write with it; it's sharpness; the ability to erase. No ugly smudges or lined out ink. However, the project I'm working on just doesn't look polished in pencil. Which makes me infinitely sad, because I really really don't want to use a pen. I'm trying to think of other options for writing small words on a sheet of paper, but I hate colored pencils even more. The best idea would have been to print it out...but I like the handmade look of it that emerges with my pencil writing. I guess I can't have both worlds. It's really a rough project, very simple, but I am starting small before I move on to greater things. Gotta do the basics before you become an expert.

(Also, interesting fact, we just learned in Psych of Learning that it takes 10 years of full time work (That's 40 hours a week) to become an expert in something.)

I've been feeling pretty creative lately. I think it's a lot of me not being able to do anything because of school for so long. Just math and psych, doesn't leave a lot of room for my creative side. My psych classes this summer have mostly been history, which isn't creative at all, though I enjoyed learning about Electroshock therapy and how crazy some of the ways were of treating patients. It's really like a journey into the dark side. What were they thinking in the 30s. Even the 70s. They didnt know wtf they were doing. They actually cut out someone's entire temporal lobes. Then they were surprised when he had no long term memory.

Hmm.

Let's learn about the brain before we start chopping pieces off, shall we?
Ethics now, you can't do whatever you want. Which is good for the patients but a bit sad for the excitement of psychology...at one time it was akin to being an explorer in an uncharted land. Now it's more like being a doctor with a precise instrument that has to clear every move with a board of approval.


So I got my Diana camera in. It's so light. I didn't expect that. I'm so bored with taking pictures by myself though. I need a crew. At least a partner. Emily....if she was only closer....I guess I'll just have to take advantage of this month and take as many pictures of her/with her as I can while I"m out of school. I have some ideas. I need to see what this camera is capable of, first.

I wish everyone would just move here. Why do they want to live in such a shitty town anyway...work work work what about culture? Beauty? There is work here also.

So I didn't blog about the oil in the Gulf and Marshes, and I'm so sick of talking/hearing about it that I don't have much to say, except that yes it basically changed everything here.

I had a disturbing dream last night, but I don't recall it. Tonight I'll try to remember....

All for now, tomorrow is math day extraordinaire. I'm really feeling very serious these days.