here i is

week 2 into camp vega for girls sinse 1936 where the best thing a girl can find is herself... lovely ey
while being in camp vega ive already been to boston and back..... at least after that i felt less stuck.
its almost sad sometimes looking around at theses girls who are all no older then 15 worring about there weight and anything else that may seperate them.
personally i dont think the uniforms help. they are all competing to look the same anyway if they were able to express themselfs without a uniform maybe they would d spend more time looking inside themselves then what they look like in the mirror
but that may bea long shot.
i send most of my day ina little shack called "blue hill" or the media room
i work with one other photogapher and two videographers. kirsten, mike and nick. i really spend most of my time with mike and nick seeing as i dont get along with the other photographer. which is mainly my fault becuase as a photographer i live a very lonely life and working well witha nother is not my stronge point. but thi job will defently toughen my skin in that respect. mike and nick are both very talented young men who both went to video school together. mike is the more artistic one witha vision behind everyshot nick is the more technical one who knows all the ins and outs of video. they both make a fantastic team and im wicked excited to be working with them.
getting her i was put on the job immediatly , walking around taking pictures of the maintance which went on during precamp without the campers. it was great becuase it gave me a chance to really figure out who everyone was and for them to see me as what i will be all summer teh loner photographer. and as always i link on the the music department because for some reason i always find myself going in that direction. which by the end of precamp seemed to make a lot of sense seeing as the admin put music and media together for the skit and orientation event anyway.

the honest truth is i came to maine to run away for the summer. yes it is a great career opp. but when the sun goes down im really just hiding of everything that came up in my life last year. in that case i planned to lay low the whole summer but aparently the rum and coke at "sparetime" (a bowling trip we were taken on) had other ideas.
and now there ben
a some what version of dave it seems like.
so here i am wondering do i give in
let some one who barely knows me try and help me
or do i continue running
do i let myself reaslize theat even tho i came here to run there was something waiting for me
im always preaching about fate
but im also always admitting to hypocracy