But in all actuality it has a lot more to do with the fact that I have had at least 1 wedding every week for the past 6 weeks which basically means that I live in the alternate universe known as "PS" or Photoshop. Have I mentioned that I miss the darkroom?
To Chris and Carsten, my photo professors:
You were right. I was wrong. I MISS THE DARKROOM! I'll tell all of my friends still there that they should be happy to oblige to your darkroom assignments and do it was a smile on their face always. Even the dumb frustrating studio mirror/glass/gray card/number/ISO testing/practice technique shoots that I used 30+ rolls of expensive film on and still never perfected.
p.s. You never taught me about run-on sentences.
A student that wishes she could work in a darkroom again,
Brianna
To my USU Photo Major Friends,
You should take full advantage of the darkrooms while you're in school. You probably won't be able to work in one for a while after graduating unless you're cool like Lindy and turn your Durango into one.
P.S. I really miss you. All of you.
-BriannaAside from editing all day every day always, I actually have a social life in Provo. So that's pretty neat. I was skeptical when moving here, but it's turned out to be pretty awesome.
Because I rarely talk about anything too serious on my blog I have a few funny {well... one was embarrassing...} things to share with you.
The first is a story.
It was the first week at church after the ward changed because people moved back for school. I walked into sunday school and I went to talk to my super awesome friend Natalie who was talking to this guy I'd never met.
She said, "Hey, this is Brian" {I'd change the name as to not embarrass anyone, but his name is important in the story. Keep reading}
So like a normal person I said, {while all 3 of us were rounding a corner headed to sit down and not speaking in the direction of his face} "I have the girl version of your name!" {which let's be honest, isn't really a normal way to introduce one's self. Take my advice on this one}
But because of the direction I projected this, Brian thought I said, "I'm the girl of your dreams!" Which obviously made him both excited and freaked out at the same time.
At this point I thought he just couldn't figure out what the girl name version of Brian was so you can imagine the look {and color} on my face when he said, "you're the girl of my dreams?!" I had no idea that that was what he heard me say so then I was the one that was both excited and freaked out. I
So then after him looking and sounding just as confused as me one thing lead to another and I told him my name was Brianna. Aside from me being the girl of his dreams, Brian is now my home teacher. Also, we are friends on Facebook so in the off chance that he reads this blog post... I don't know how to end that sentence.
2nd thing-
I think my apartment is a popular destination for random advertisements and announcements. We have had so many fliers announcing random bands and dance parties and other things lately that we probably are the cause of the diminishing of the Brazilian rainforest or something. My roommates and I have gotten a kick out of some of the names that DJ's come up with for them selves though. My all time favorite one is "DJ JJ Jetplane" I don't think they have enough J's in there though, personally. The only other one I can think of off the top of my head is "DJ King Darius". So I have a question. How does one come up with their DJ name? Is it like one of those email forwards that say something like this?
"To find out your DJ name combine the words together according to below:
If you're first name starts with an A: Mauve
If you're first name starts with a B: Magenta
If you're first name starts with an C: Turquoise
etc etc etc.
If the 4th digit of your phone number is a 1: Porcupine
If the 4th digit of your phone number is a 2: Hippo
If the 4th digit of your phone number is a 3: Chinchilla
etc etc etc.
If you were born in January: mitten
If you were born in February: toe sock
If you were born in March: bikini
etc etc etc."
I bet it is. According to this email forward that is definitely real, my DJ name is DJ Magenta Chinchilla Mitten. Sounds pretty legit to me!
let me know of DJ names that get taped to your front doors. It's bound to happen. Also, If you need the rest of this email forward to know what your DJ name is, let me know. I'll gladly forward it to you but know that if you don't forward it to EVERYONE in your contact list within 5 hours, your great uncle Larry might die from being eaten by shark or something.
The last thing I wanted to mention this morning is that I GOT AN EMAIL FROM MY NOT-SO-SECRET LAWYER BLOGGER CRUSH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So what that I emailed him first and his response was only one sentence. I GOT AN EMAIL FROM MY NOT-SO-SECRET LAWYER BLOGGER CRUSH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
You guys. This is real. I feel in my heart that we have a real email connection. I'll let you know if anything else happens. ALSO, he lives in Salt Lake now and not on a tropical island on the equator so this COULD happen. Have a little faith. Stay tuned.
