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fuck. fuck fuck. ass shit fuck damn fucking ARGH.

so much to do that i should've done sooner. photo is fucking me. i have one roll left to shoot and no clue what to do with it. how does one define a still life? how specific does he want? the standard artful arrangement of things in a studio, or can i find one -in- life? because i don't know what's expected of me, i'm struggling to actually do it.

the original goal was to shoot all my film today, develop tonight, go to concert, print everything tomorrow. time is closing in, though, so this has been revised to, get two rolls developed and the other shot, shoot the other and make contact sheets before acting class tomorrow, print all afternoon and evening and night.

what this leaves no room for, however, is my scene project, which is due Wednesday, and on which i am utterly FUCKED. we have rehearsed once. once. once intensively, yes, for three hours, but ONCE. TWO WEEKS AGO. my scene partner is not worried by this. i realise she has a lot of other stress in her life, but my grade depends on this too. i'm meeting her in an hour, which means i won't be able to develop my film before then. which means i have the hour before i'm meeting Alice for concerting to get it developed. which should be sufficient... but yeah.

oh, and I have a paper due thursday. we won't talk about that.

everything is frustrating right now, and i can't deal with it.

also, how much does it suck that i'm making my annual trip to see my absolute favorite band, and i can't even get excited because i'm too busy being stressed about everything else?

yeah. fuck.