Photojournalism

I never knew one could get so busy. There’s more obligations than the physics of time.

My stress is mainly coming from J344, my first Photojournalism class. Every Monday, a new set of 50 pictures fitting my professor’s specific theme are due. With my wedding catering job occupying most of my weekends, only a small opening of hours are available for me to work on the assignments. And believe it or not, Bloomington can be an uneventful town on Sundays.

Here are the best of the assignments that I was able to pull out of a hat at the last minute. The last one was even taken AT work since I was scheduled to work on Sunday and literally had no other choice. So far I’ve gotten Bs and As on everything. That means one thing: everybody else is struggling just as much.

(When in doubt, ask a hobo.)