(I apologize for the parenthesis)

The third night of taking notes is when our Photography instructor finally decided we could have the cameras. The $655 (each!) cameras that the school is loaning to us (pain of death if we don't return them).

So supposedly what the 3 nights of notenaking did was prepare us (the students) for the advanced features of the camera. We learned ISO, aperature, exposure, the difference between wide-angle and telescopic lens (ok, so that difference is easy so it doesn't count). We learned all about focusing and how to prevent blurry pictures.

Obviously the instructions go into my ears, bypass my brain, and go directly to my fingers and I write down the instructions. Really, there's no other excuse for not knowing how or what each adjustment is after coming from a class where we talked of nothing but how to adjust the settings. But like I said, I have a sound/ear/pencil/hand thing going on, cause of the 10 pictures I took (just messing around, nothing for an assignment or that anyone is going to see), there were only 2 decent ones (well, decent if you don't count my unbrushed hair and the mucky mirror).

sigh

My website appears to be undergoing technical difficulties. Hopefully, they are only temporary. My email also appears to be faulty too.

weirdness

Ok so I decided that since nobody really reads this anyway, I'd share with those who do. Whenever I feel like it (but probably before sunday) I'm going to post almost-random bits of weirdness about myself. Something that I do/think that others may think is weird. And yea, I probably know it's not 'normal' but I do it anyway. Or think it. Anyways. Here you go:

- Making instant pudding depresses me. Somehow having a huge amount of yummy milk turn into a semi-creamy, only half-tasty glob of brown/white stuff is just sad. I never make pudding unless I have tons of milk available to me.