Be Here Now

Lauren. 20 yrs. From NJ, I go to Syracuse University. Don't follow me if you aren't ready to hear how much I love my school. This is my random blog, purely for my own enjoyment. I have a more serious photoblog here: http://laurenmurphyphoto.tumblr.com/

allow me to indulge 

I have never been so happy as I am right now. Everything is falling in place perfectly and I cannot remember the last time I’ve felt like this. 

It’s finally happened. The pain is finally over and a new chapter is beginning for me. I don’t like to write long posts like this, but this is probably the most important thing that has happened to me in a while. I’ve finally been able to switch into the photojournalism program at my school. Switching majors sounds easy and simple, right? Absolutely wrong. You see, at Syracuse, to switch into different schools within the university, it’s a lot more complicated than asking your advisor to change your major. No, for me it wasn’t complicated actually. GPA. That is as simple as it was. Who has the best GPA? Rank each applicant from highest GPA to lowest and we’ll cut it off wherever the numbers lie. It’s the most screwed up way of determining who can be admitted to a program such as photojournalism or graphic design, but that is just how the system is. And for over a year and a half I’ve been struggling to meet this standard. Before coming to Syracuse, having a decent high school GPA was not acceptable, even if it meant you were connected to a notable alum, built your own website, or even traveled with National Geographic. None of that mattered. Rejected. Fast forward to summer after freshman year, a 3.7 GPA wasn’t good enough. Rejected again. And the heartbreak so awful I thought I would be stuck majoring in something I felt much less than passionate about. Maybe your major doesn’t really matter in end. But to be so close to being able to say “Yes, I major in photojournalism and I’m damn proud” was all I could think about. 

So for the past month I’ve been waiting to get that third rejection. And to turn this post into a positive one, I can say that rejection never came. I received a welcoming call the other day, telling me I was in. I’m so very happy and ready to start something new.

Back when I thought shooting fisheye was cool. Back when I photographed bands every weekend. Back when I ended up on Bullet for my Valentine’s tour bus. Oh 2007/2008, you make me wonder.

i don’t know how to forgive

thatkindofwoman:

If I could dress like the women from The Edge of Love, I would. So, why not? Have you found your movie inspiration for the fall? These two characters, Vera and Caitlin, are mine! Check here for the polyvore breakdown.

so true. I don’t even remember what this movie was about but it was so great just because of their clothing.

I really don’t enjoy having to hate people. I think people naturally mean well, but it sucks when they don’t and there’s like this responsibility of hating. I don’t want to, it takes so much out of you. I think I’m just going to pretend these people don’t exist.