For many weeks I’ve been entertaining the thought of buying a very nice, very expensive, very unnecessary camera. I know I’ll have enough money to do it next semester. I’m not a photographer, though I wish I was. There is something so magical about a picture being able to tell a story that words can’t. I think the journalist in me always wants to find that story.
However…I want to be able to eat next year, and I’m not sure what scholarships are coming my way making my decision much more of a decision.
In the end, I’ll probably just be really sensible. I won’t buy the camera for five years, and I’ll walk around campus everyday wishing I had a camera. I’m coming to the conclusion that I’m pretty spoiled. I’m going to college almost free and yet I’m sitting here wishing for a $650 toy. Albeit, a beautiful toy.
When I really want something, I’m a person that finds out how to get it. When I wanted to be editor-in-chief, I worked for it. When I wanted scholarships, I applied until I got them. When I wanted a boyfriend I…eh, well I guess it doesn’t always work.
I’ll get this one way or another. I just have to figure out how.
Another consideration…I should probably figure out how to use a camera before I buy one.