So I managed to borrow a camera form my aunt on Friday NIGHT. It was uber retro, with an external battery pack to power a motor for auto-winding of the film. It even had the old-school winding lever! Really awesome, and REALLY @#$%ing heavy.
Sad to say, good things are sometimes to good to be true. I thought the film was latched on correctly-I saw the film counter count to till it reached ZERO- but apparently it wasn't. By the time I got the film back from the shop on Sunday-TODAY-the film turned up EMPTY.
That's right.
5 hours of good photography time gone to fucking waste. All because of that camera. Not that it sucks though, gramps. It rocks, really. I don't think I was cut out for it. (-_-)
Ah well, bright side's comin' up. I'm liable to get a DSLR soon, insyaallah. PLUS dry cabinet and accessories. Take it as an investment. Though I probably know as much photography as the next mat that rides down the sidewalk in his ugly 'tricked-out' trash for a bike. (Sorry, negativity coming through. Down, boy!)
Till tomorrow, I will borrow a camera from school, and hopefully take a whole roll of pictures, send the roll to that Eastpoint film shop and get the photos back by the late afternoon so that I can choose which ones to develop into 8R. Phew. Tomorrow's gonna be a heck of a day. Whoopie for me.