random chatter
Today was a not unlike the weather that we had here. It didn't rain hard but it did sprinkle...the whole day. So, in my mind, the weather epitomized how my day was....it wasn't bad, but it wasn't great either.The day started out okay, but then I had my first class: Photography. Today was our second presentation, and the teacher decided to start from the end of the class to the beginning. Since my last name starts with "B" that virtually puts me at dead last. I had to sit through commentative hell for 2 hours. This girl, who conveniently sat in front of me, made it a point to comment on every single picture that was put on display. I wouldn't have much of a problem with her comments.......if they were ORIGINAL! Let me just give you an example of what was emitted from her mouth:
Presenter: This picture....I love, because of how the shadows make the object seem ethereal.
Crazy Girl: I really love that picture too! The shadows I love! They make the object seem more....ethereal...or whatever you said.
2 hours of the same comments over and over again made me want to just go back home and sleep the rest of the day.
It wasn't too bad after classes, but as Lonnie knows well, the most trying times can come from parents. I love my parents a lot, but when I hear comments like:
"So what happened with you and so-and-so" or "It's okay, you will find someone soon" or even "Luke doesn't have a girlfriend either. But someday!" The last comment was made to Tae-ho (our live-in Korean exchange student after asking if he had a girlfriend) at dinner time.
Now I don't consider that as "depressing" and that's why I posted it, but chatter like that either makes me want to leave the dinner table or crawl up in a hole somewhere...or both.
Can't wait for tomorrow.
-luke
posted by brodie @ 1:00 AM
4 Comments:
Is it wrong that those comments made me laugh? It brought back such vivid memories from the dinner table and I can just picture your exchange student wondering why Luke seems to have all the bad luck in this family; why are everyone's life problems compared to Luke's daily ones. And this entire scene will be lacking if it was not followed at some unexpected and unannounced time by the splintering of the bedroom door away from the hinges as Mr. Brodersen enters and begins to finish a dinnertable conversation that you already thought was concluded. Oh, yes. Good times in the Brodersen house.
Man I feel bad now. My verification word is seriously
"unhhpy" Just bad karma. Freakin bad karma.
oh yeah, that last one was me.
Finish a roll soon Lukey! I wanna come do pictures with youuu! lol :D I promise I'll meet yhou there! ;)
Haley
P.S. WITH lunch lol
aw sad. COME TO MY PARTY!!!
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