enfin's reality, photography

drop the world

everything is just falling into place.  the planets are aligned, and i’ve been so happy for the past two weeks or so.  i also don’t see it changing anytime soon so that’s a +.  2 and a half days of classes this week, and then a bit of a break and a bit of work and a bit of fun.

just thuggin out in the dirtay gham.  finally some new photos and an overdue trip to photoshops to drop off some random undeveloped rolls of film- SO EXCITED, who knows what gems they may contain.  roasting a chicken tonight- taking a trip to my miniature heaven.  friday was oh so much fun.  can’t even put it in words.  lemon stings, wu-tang clan, etc. etc.

not to be terrible or anything- but there are so many ridiculous people in coffee shops.  people who steal seats, who sing, who howl, and who are plain out wretched.  i try not to feel uncomfortable, but sometimes its really hard not to.  arabica should not be polluted with the typical crazy that peruses the congo, that’s all i have to say.

so happy.  a mixed tape posted tomorrow.  it’s actually one i made for a friendsie poo.

anyway, happy november night.

enfin

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i roller-skated to your door at daylight

making the best of the time that i have left in the states. sipping my fair trade organic iced coffee, and listening to my best friend’s girl. i’m trying to conjure up a packing list of some sort- but i do not know if i will come out successful.  i need to accomplish a good amount before i peace out of america, though, knowing how i work, i probably won’t.  i’ve been too productive in other areas this past week for me to get trivial shtuff done.

finally i can claim that i don’t deal with bullshit, so the fact that i currently am dealing with a good amount is not a bueno thing.  in fact, the reason why i am dealing with it, is stupid.  and the person involved is stupid.  i just hate bullshit, yet i am dealing with it.  and to that, i say, fuck you erika, fuck you.

i have been yanked out of my daily routine for the past month, and will be for the next 15 days.  but oh.  i am so angry. i need to let go of this anger.  in fact, i do not even have a good reason to be angry, but i am, and its spewing rage.  mixed messages are the worst, and you know what- that’s all i’m getting.  i want to say i’m done, but i can’t no matter how hard i try.  and even when i get to say, PEACE OUT AMERICA, i’m still going to be dealing with things that make me angry, so i do not know.  i’m also quite scattered right now.  so i cannot write well.  save it for my farewell post demain.

ciao.

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enfin's reality, music, photography

smokin that !@#%

rest in peace blank roll of film.  i don’t remember what images decorated your frames, but i’m sure i would have liked most of them.  here are some more film-scans.

we were on a boat, 30 miles out. le crew de sos.

ms shrada’s self-portrait.

independence day- anna joyce

pemaquid point- woke up to this for two weeks.

pre-max’s emergency room visit

along 101

this wins favorite photo of the past three months.

greek yoghurt gods smiled at me.

monhegan, maine.

i plan on sittin’ on the porch and sipping a corona with lime soon.  how soon, i do not know.  but plans usually formulate in my world.

tomorrow: relaxing, beach, falls, baseball game with family involved, beginning to pack shiet up for SKOR.  so enthused.  hope i don’t shoot blank rolls in korea. so excited, so excited. kim jong il better greet me with open arms, and a bottle of vin.

-enfin

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white wine and sunflowers

through my hands drips the summertime, quickly, and unable to be defeated.  hours and days fly by, and with each new morning comes a new adventure.  camping was unreal- so refreshing, and necessary.  i come back rejeuvenated and blissful.  alpha/beta crews reaped havoc and had many irreplaceable escapades.  and not to brag, but we lived the high life.  fresh oysters on our boat, sunbaths, 11 days of gorgeous weather, sea-kayaking to an island privee, and beach fires.  of course the folks i surrounded myself with were great- and i’m happy that we’ve become close over the past month.

but i also have had a few adventures since.  bumming around portland with m and mr. i, eating at boda, sitting under trees, watching the sunset.  but even more recently- running off to yarmouth, perusing the tracks, jumping off the 40ft tressel, river swims, and night rides.  i’m so happy right now, i wouldn’t want to change anything.  i’m headed to korea in 12 days, which is still a bit unreal for me.  thankfully i’ll be in the company of two cool cats and many others.  boston for a week beginning the 24th, and then a long weekend camping near cadillac.  Oh how i adore the summer season.

enfin

postscriptum: i shnagged a pretty sweet book last evening- white wine for dummies.  that’s riight.

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to go where i’ve never been.

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ahhh. shut up, you’re such a jet-setter. i didn’t think that was a title i could ever hold, but it seems as though i’ve been adorned with the label for the remainder of the season. CLASSES ARE OVER. i’m so elated, and incredible tired, yet so ready for the upcoming excursions ahead of me. i leave tomorrow for dc, where i’ll remain for a fortnight, and then, when i come back i will have two weeks to myself to finish four books and be content in portland, and perhaps go camping for an evening or two. then it’s time to help save the ocean for a month, where i will, in essence, be out of communication for a chunk of time (but not the entire time, mind you!) when i’m done saving the ocean (july 30th) i have seven days until i’m flying 14hrs to Korea for two weeks. it’s insane to think that i will be out of portland for the majority of the summer, and rather sad too. but i’d much rather be doing all these things than sitting around on the mother-effing monument drinking my fair-trade iced coffee… cos i can do that anyday.

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im really hoping that things don’t get complicated this summer. i don’t want/need/yearn for any sort of drama, and i don’t want to get involved with anyone. it’s actually the truth, which is rare for me to openly admit, but i’m so content with where i’m at and i don’t want it any other way. yesternight was rather cool, it started with joining isaac at the art museum, which i do have to say, was a visit long over due, and then we headed to street & co., where we gorged ourselves in their delectable fare. the panicotta with black currants was just about the best thing i’ve had to eat in a really long time.  miss m is missed dearly by enfin, but i hope she’s having the best time in europe (because if i were her, i’d be at les cafes où je vais fumer des cigarettes et boire du vin rouge).  i need to head up to photoshops and buy some 400s film, which isn’t tri-x because as i’ve recently discovered, tri-x and i don’t get along like carrots and peas. whatta shame. gonna go finish my almond soy milk, take a walk, and work 12-8. long night ahead of me to accompany my busy day schedule. oh la la, what it’s like to be enfin!

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sans une tete

it’s been quite the weekend- rather long, beginning friday at 10am ending in about 7 hours.  it goes without saying, i always have a nice time on memorial day.  lovely things that happened included, seeing miss bela b and having a brief relapse in old habits, standard baguettes with mon petit frere followed by vin blanc and a late night trip to dairy queen, splurging on a never worn, perfect fit lily pulitzer white cable knit sweater, minding my caffine at l’arabica, not sleeping, making meringue and listening to the ultimate tunes.

summer is rapidly approaching, i’m trying to lose ten pounds by eating yoghurt, berires, and small helpings of protein, but i doubt i will.  almond milk is my h20, i suppose i should try and fix that.  my camera has run out of batteries and the others are out of film, and i am out of all monetary funds.  i’m really excited for this upcoming week to end- and sort of begin, because i get to see quite a few people who i haven’t been able to enjoy the company of in quite a while.  with the weekend comes a sigh of relief, a clothes swap, and an endless study session. exams begin the 8th and end the 11th.  then i’m off to dc where i will be for a mere five days, however, i plan on visiting cambridge on the way back.  end of the year celebration is scheduled on june 11th at bresca at nine. reservation for two, and mr. i will be accompanying me i presume. due dates are diminishing and my school sac is growing lighter by the day. oh what a joy to be this close to liberty. highlights of the upcoming week: darkroom processing, farmer’s mkt, west end picnic with liliiiiy, milkshakes and car-ride with camjones, and sharing moments with miss bela.

 

9 days

enfin

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it’s not like i believe in everlasting love

although at this rate, i wish i did

i wish i knew how to play the accordian


and i wish i could sleep late daily

& i wish for once that someone reciprocates
it’d be nice if i could be as wise as marx.


maybe true love isn’t dead, but all i can say, is that if it does happen to exist, i’d love some hardcore proof.  or else for the rest of my life, i suppose all i’ll know about true love is that its idea makes a pretty good song.

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