chanavong

a day in the life.
photographer. creative writer. Dreamer.
[Everything I post is doneso by me unless otherwise stated]

All work, but yes play. I don’t know how I’ve managed to work a full time job, a second part-time job, and still book / do photo gigs for graduations. Thank goodness for all the friends that kept me sane and of course the gym, haha.

I can’t wait til the summer so I can finally enjoy my free time and moneyyyyy. haha. But I do need to save up, I can’t wait to finally go back to school in the fall.

PS I get so chinky when I’m drunkkkkk

The gay world scares me a little too much ):

And I mean this in the sense of how promiscuous most of us are.

I hate to make generalizations, but I really feel most gays don’t give a shit about you even if you’re in a relationship… They still just want the D.

And it sucks when you’re single because it’s so hard to distinguish those who are genuine and those who just want sex.

That’s why my advice is to wait at least a few weeks to do anything sexual, it’ll make everything way worth it. I promise.

To the person who snapped me these, you’re freaking awesome.

Thanks, stranger! Definitely made my night.

PS Psyduck is my favorite Pokemon (:
Here’s a tip: Don’t get drunk around me.

Here’s a tip: Don’t get drunk around me.

If a photographer takes photographs for you out of his/ her free will, then at least credit him/ her when/ if you choose to use the photographs on social networks.

Especially if you’re some form of an artist yourself.

I don’t know what I miss more, him or my Psyduck pillow pet I gave him so he wouldn’t miss me.

I’m thinking I miss my Psyduck more.

PS hope you’re safe and sound tonight while backpacking in Tahoe!

3 more weeks to get a hot body and maybe a Maserati.

PS I need to stop drinking.

3 more weeks to get a hot body and maybe a Maserati.

PS I need to stop drinking.

And I realize that I’m counting the days until I see you again rather than the days til my birthday.

It isn’t about me anymore, it’s about us.

Dang. I like you a lotta.

( I won’t get to see him on my birthday because he has finals, but it’s okay!!! The next 23 days need to go by quicker (: )

I’m so cold.

I’m so cold.

Drunk again.

Drunk again.

I finally made a portfolio for my photography. I applied to one place so far and got an interview! This is awesome.

New beginnings.

But I need to apply to more places now.

Progress! About one month in and I’m close to 125 (: This would be the most I’ve ever weighed and the most consistent I’ve ever been. Yeeeee!

Progress! About one month in and I’m close to 125 (: This would be the most I’ve ever weighed and the most consistent I’ve ever been. Yeeeee!

selfish.

One thing I hate about myself is that I have this mentality that I could never feel sorry for myself because of the upbringing I was raised with.

Even when I’m having a plain shit day, I always think of the things I should be grateful for.

On paper, this is nice because you take the disappointments and see the positives, but it actually sucks because you’re mostly doing this because you were raised to not be selfish enough to be mad at the world.

Damn it. Why can’t I just be selfish for a day?

I fucking hate this.