School has been pretty slow. Student attendance is still very low and classes are very dull. Something only time can change I suppose. I do think I'll go ahead and buy my management book though, that will be useful for my December finals. I'm actually somewhat excited to get to finals/new year. I think I just want to have one semester out of the way. Sort of a feeling of having completed something. Everything else just feels as if it is hanging by strings.

Halloween I was supposed to meet the band Kala at The Emperiam World at Samrong. I took a taxi to the huge shopping center and sat for at least an hour waiting for the van to arrive. Tum was pretty stressed out and said he'd be pissed if I was late. Rut, the drummer, called me and said he'd be arriving pretty soon and to wait by the side of the road. I waited for about a half hour, then Tum called me. He was pretty upset that I had missed the van. Apparently, Rut had said cross the road, not by the road. There was a convention and music blaring at the time, so I blame my hearing. Because the van couldn't park anywhere, they had to take off apparently. I was pretty upset too. By now Rut and Tum were pretty sure I couldn't understand a word they spoke, because of missing the van. So I took taxi home feeling pretty crappy. Num (Kala) called me after a couple minutes in the taxi and said that it was no problem at all. The van I missed was only headed to his house! So the taxi driver and I sat through an hour of traffic on Ratachada to get to Num's house. We drove around the gated community for a long time looking for the house, but only needed to tell the bicycle-armed security guard "Num Kala's house." oops.
Num and Rut didn't actually care that I couldn't make the van, so we sat and hung out for an hour. Made t-shirts, watched TV, and listened to Kala's favorite band, Clash. Then we went to eat at a small restaurant, and headed to the concert.

Tuesday I did some laundry and called P'Ohm. Ohm (Potato) said to come shoot the concert that night in Saphunburi, so I met he and Da (Endorphine) at The Mall. We ate some really good Japanese food, then Ohm and I took off to Suphanburi. Met up with Pup, Bom, and Win at the hotel. Concert. Sleep. Ohm went back to stay with Da and met us the next day. I roomed up with Win, who I've always liked. We are both student photographers, and not the biggest of partiers. We all woke up around noon. Signed autographs (even me!?) and got in the van. P'Die, is the coolest van driver at Grammy. He is very tall, 40 years old, wears black tank tops, baseball caps, and heavy chains. Hes one of those people your sure is actually an 11 year-old trapped in a huge body. He's always watching out for everyone and brings presents. The one thing P'Die doesn't do so well, is offer a comfortable van ride. On the way to Petchaburi, we would fly over mini-bridge bumps so fast that when the van landed, everyone had changed seats and was screaming P'DIE! The van ride took about 3 hours and we pulled into a condo style hotel at about 4. Win and I set our things down and turned on the TV. We had no idea what we were going to do waiting for our 12pm show (8 hours). Looking back, I don't remember what we did. Hung out in Pup and Bom's room a bit, played video games, listened to music, watched soccer. Not exactly painful stuff, just took a while. Ohm and Da drove up and we headed to the show. A whooping .5km away from the hotel. We could have walked. But we wouldn't have wanted too. The Petchaburi crowd was something else. It was if these people had been starved of they're share of concerts and wanted revenge. Banging on the windows, grabbing hands, torsos, guitars... Crazy. Win, Da, and I all got actually "sucked in" to the crowd getting from the door to the stage. P'Die came and ripped (I mean it) each of us from the hands. I didn't bother to take pictures that night. Da and I just sat in the far corner with Die, and talked. People still mobbed begging for 1 more picture (Petchaburi for 10 more) but not too much grabbing. We got back to the hotel within 2 minutes. Win showered, I chilled with Bom and Pup. We watched the very flamboyant host on FiveLive and singed more autographs. We had thought the hotel was empty, but apparently 4 people were across the hall. Its somewhat..no very... awkward when I get asked for autographs or pictures. What should I say? Its very weird signing my name next to all the others because I'm just the freakin' photographer. Why me? Everyone that knows who I am thinks its hilarious, and in way I am starting to as well. I'm gonna have to practice signing in my free time. :rolls eyes at self for a very, very, very long time:

I still haven't bought a fridge. Or a microwave or washer. That Management book is also on the list. I also need to figure out where to make prints. It truly is mind boggling what to do with 1,500+ photos. I have to go through them all, choose some, and print them at the same time? Or maybe separate into bands? Or date maybe...

Chey is having chemistry problems. The professor might be going back on agreeing to give an early final. I hope that doesn't happen, as Chey wouldn't get here until January vs. Another twenty days.