The day before it was time for cast photos, but I need some decently lit pictures here.. Same lighting, same backdrop, blah blah blah for the 3rd play in a row.
Joe doesn't like his hair in this one.
The finger.
You look good here, no homo.
Sal doing his best me impersonation.
Hot damn.
Took some of faggo and bdup too.
Then we start the next day with film class, and me dodging Antinori asking for my homework.
Hallways!
Derby showed up, and I totally forgot to not ditch you after school. My bad.
Time for cor.
I've been ignoring Jimmy lately cause he wants me to make this soccer video thing. Sorry Jimmy.
Four years and I've probably said less than 50 words to the people in this picture.
Every day after cor I see Schiller in the hallway.
Cafeteria time before class.
Super stoked on ketchup packets so I can not drop a big thing of ketchup in the hallway.
Time for english class.
Mike showed up.
Mr Paccione is turning me into a total poetry loving small thing noticing art fag. He's also way up there on the super intelligent people I'm happy to know in my life list.
Annd walking.
Noticed that painting for the first time ever and went "woah, I go to a Catholic school."
I stopped by Joey's class to find him. He wasn't there.
Then to the art office. They gave Me, Joey, and Lambert this cabinet thing to hold our camera shit cause they were sick of it laying around. Now it's kinda just all of our lockers too.
Then to gym. Squeek was hyped.
Apparently we were going outside.
And after a heart wrenching asthma attack inducing game of speedball I wheezed my frozen ass back inside.
Got early lunch.
Joey still wasn't in class.
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Time to print pictures and set up the display.
Totally was thinking there would be a poster and other shit hanging on the right side, but apparently they're not printing posters for this play. Oh well.
Back for Senior lunch, Schiller checking out with the coolest lunch lady ever. Bella bella bella.
Manny was eyeing down petes pizza pretty hard.
Joey got a Tetris game thing.
Apparently I was impressed by Manny's regrown beard or I remembered what DOF was.
Yeap.
If I ever become a paparazzi photographer, and pete gets famous, I have no doubt he will be the first one to punch me in the face through my camera body.
"Christopher Siess Sequentially Biting a Chicken Wing", Omar Addasi; Digital Medium, 2007.
Marz and me went to go scope for biddies in lesbian lane. I think we ended up only seeing Alan.
Smokey stood for a good 10 minutes giving passeby's high fives. I have a good 150 pictures and need to put them into a timelapse video.
I guess Steve showed up in theater design.
Time for programming.
And by programming I mean watch Dennis program.
Hallway of ridiculousness.
For the first time in a good 3 weeks we had no rehersal after school. Schiller ditched Ariel so I ended up hanging out with her and focusing on the objects behind her.
Bussed it over to Seths house.
He gave me a laptop.
Then we got a car ride to Ryans. What followed was a night of futon chilling, Guitar Hero, Castlevania, too much Coke, really good brownies, waking up late, three hour late hour long car ride back home, and then rehersal.
Heyyy I finished a whole picture entry thing. Good job Omar. You didn't bail on something midway through.