I've become a terrible blogger over the past two weeks.
I've had so much shit going on that I just haven't been able to find the time to log on. I still check up on people's blogs by my phone, but it's not quite the same!
Blog entries coming soon:
My yard sale!
My birthday! (It's tomorrow!!!!)
Wisdom tooth blues.
Artist Inspiration.
Photo/camera tutorials! (This is for you, ladies!)
7.31.2012
7.26.2012
057;; Tutorials?
I have a thought.
That thought is to help you. (Well maybe not you, but definitely you!)
I'm thinking of doing camera/photography tutorials. Yes, I intend for you to actually take your camera off of it's lovely "automatic" setting and learn how to use it to the full extent of it's pretty little self!
Just a few? Maybe. Who knows.
I'll continue to ponder this idea. Let me know your thoughts on the subject.
That thought is to help you. (Well maybe not you, but definitely you!)
I'm thinking of doing camera/photography tutorials. Yes, I intend for you to actually take your camera off of it's lovely "automatic" setting and learn how to use it to the full extent of it's pretty little self!
Just a few? Maybe. Who knows.
I'll continue to ponder this idea. Let me know your thoughts on the subject.
7.25.2012
056;; 23 in twenty-three
The beautiful Erin @ LIY is doing a link-up && since I'm a total sucker for making lists that I can't seem to follow... let's do another one! Luckily, this is a small enough list that most it should be obtainable. I'm kind of lying with this post though... since I technically won't be 23 until August 1st - but that's only 8 days away, so I'm going with that. ♥
P.S. - I should so be doing homework right now. Shame on you, Erin.
P.P.S. - I did snatch some of these off of my 101 in 1001 list, but that's okay. I won't tell if you don't.
01. Make a new friend.
02. Get a job.
03. Use public transit. (hey, did you know I sold my car? No choice once in Portland!)
04. Clean out my closet(s).
05. Visit Seattle, Washington.
06. See a lightouse.
07. Go whale watching @ Depoe Bay, Oregon.
08. Document my trip to Portland, Oregon with pictures and postcards picked up along the way!
09. Get rid of 100 things.
10. Drink only water for one week.
11. Go down to SoCal to see a few very amazing friends. Train is preferred method of travel, though I will tolerate a plane, also.
12. Visit at least 3 of the top 10 aquariums in the country (Ripley's Believe It or Not Aquarium coming in two short weeks!)
13. Go visit && photograph a glacier.
14. Read more books. I've been slacking lately.
15. Print out at least 10 of my recent art pieces to update my physical portfolio. (They make excellent decoration, too.)
16. Learn how to cook more things, rather than the like... 5 recipes that I've borrowed and fallen in love with from Sam @ ReddyorKnot.
17. Swim in the ocean.
18. Visit SeaWorld San Diego!
19. Enter more art competitions. (Art of Photography 2012 ✓)
20. Move to a new apartment after spending a few months in the dorms at AI Portland.
21. Try a DiY project off of pinterest, rather than just oogle over it. (Thanks for reminding me, Erin.)
22. Go to a movie. At the theatre. (I think the last one I went to go see was the last Pirates of the Caribbean.)
23. Spend more time with Dalton.
So there you have it. There's my list of 23 in 23. I don't know what I'm going to do with myself when a lot of these are taken care of by the end of September!
& now shoo! Go check out Erin's 26 in 26 post.
P.S. - I should so be doing homework right now. Shame on you, Erin.
P.P.S. - I did snatch some of these off of my 101 in 1001 list, but that's okay. I won't tell if you don't.
01. Make a new friend.
02. Get a job.
03. Use public transit. (hey, did you know I sold my car? No choice once in Portland!)
04. Clean out my closet(s).
05. Visit Seattle, Washington.
06. See a lightouse.
07. Go whale watching @ Depoe Bay, Oregon.
08. Document my trip to Portland, Oregon with pictures and postcards picked up along the way!
09. Get rid of 100 things.
10. Drink only water for one week.
11. Go down to SoCal to see a few very amazing friends. Train is preferred method of travel, though I will tolerate a plane, also.
12. Visit at least 3 of the top 10 aquariums in the country (Ripley's Believe It or Not Aquarium coming in two short weeks!)
13. Go visit && photograph a glacier.
14. Read more books. I've been slacking lately.
15. Print out at least 10 of my recent art pieces to update my physical portfolio. (They make excellent decoration, too.)
16. Learn how to cook more things, rather than the like... 5 recipes that I've borrowed and fallen in love with from Sam @ ReddyorKnot.
17. Swim in the ocean.
photo c/o me
18. Visit SeaWorld San Diego!
19. Enter more art competitions. (Art of Photography 2012 ✓)
20. Move to a new apartment after spending a few months in the dorms at AI Portland.
21. Try a DiY project off of pinterest, rather than just oogle over it. (Thanks for reminding me, Erin.)
22. Go to a movie. At the theatre. (I think the last one I went to go see was the last Pirates of the Caribbean.)
23. Spend more time with Dalton.
So there you have it. There's my list of 23 in 23. I don't know what I'm going to do with myself when a lot of these are taken care of by the end of September!
& now shoo! Go check out Erin's 26 in 26 post.
7.24.2012
055;; My thoughts right now.
Today would normally be my project52 post - but I'll do that tomorrow along with a recap from last week, also.
I didn't write any specific post about the tragic Colorado shootings that happened on 7/20/12 because I really didn't know how to write a post about that. It didn't personally affect me, but at the same time it did. I didn't know any of the victims. I've honestly never even heard of Aurora, Colorado before it happened. Yet at the same time, I am utterly heartbroken at the event none the less. It hasn't really altered my day-to-day life, but I still think about it. I don't give the human race much credit because I honestly believe we've just turned into destructive beings, so things that happen like this don't surprise me, but I'm no less sympathetic towards the victims. It comes down to James Holmes being a very, very sick person & he became a terrorist the moment he began planning to open fire on innocents. There's no question about that.
I have no time for terrorists. I don't care what possessed them to do what they did. All I care about is that they never, ever get the chance to do it again.
What sparked this post wasn't that I decided to chime in on the Aurora shootings... it was that today I was pleasantly surprised, and that doesn't seem to happen too often anymore.
Christian Bale responded to the requests to go visit the victim's of the shootings in Aurora, CO today. I'm really glad that he didn't go dressed up as Batman though. I honestly think that after the terrorist dressed up as the Joker, seeing another "superhero" costume might be pretty traumatizing.
"The movie theatre is my home, and the idea that someone would violate that innocent and hopeful place in such an unbearably savage way is devastating to me. Nothing any of us can say could ever adequately express our feelings for the innocent victims of this appalling crime, but our thoughts are with them and their families." - Christopher Nolan
Oh, and I will be purchasing one of these shirts as soon as I get some money (hopefully this weekend) that ComicsPriceGuide.com is doing to raise money. They teamed up with artist Jeff Leiboff and are donating 100% of the proceeds to the cause. Go them!
I'm done ranting now. Thanks for listening. ♥
I didn't write any specific post about the tragic Colorado shootings that happened on 7/20/12 because I really didn't know how to write a post about that. It didn't personally affect me, but at the same time it did. I didn't know any of the victims. I've honestly never even heard of Aurora, Colorado before it happened. Yet at the same time, I am utterly heartbroken at the event none the less. It hasn't really altered my day-to-day life, but I still think about it. I don't give the human race much credit because I honestly believe we've just turned into destructive beings, so things that happen like this don't surprise me, but I'm no less sympathetic towards the victims. It comes down to James Holmes being a very, very sick person & he became a terrorist the moment he began planning to open fire on innocents. There's no question about that.
I have no time for terrorists. I don't care what possessed them to do what they did. All I care about is that they never, ever get the chance to do it again.
What sparked this post wasn't that I decided to chime in on the Aurora shootings... it was that today I was pleasantly surprised, and that doesn't seem to happen too often anymore.
Christian Bale responded to the requests to go visit the victim's of the shootings in Aurora, CO today. I'm really glad that he didn't go dressed up as Batman though. I honestly think that after the terrorist dressed up as the Joker, seeing another "superhero" costume might be pretty traumatizing.
photo courtesy of AMC Theaters (linked to their facebook).
"The movie theatre is my home, and the idea that someone would violate that innocent and hopeful place in such an unbearably savage way is devastating to me. Nothing any of us can say could ever adequately express our feelings for the innocent victims of this appalling crime, but our thoughts are with them and their families." - Christopher Nolan
Oh, and I will be purchasing one of these shirts as soon as I get some money (hopefully this weekend) that ComicsPriceGuide.com is doing to raise money. They teamed up with artist Jeff Leiboff and are donating 100% of the proceeds to the cause. Go them!
I'm done ranting now. Thanks for listening. ♥
7.23.2012
054;; Artist Inspiration - Federico Bebber
I recently became slightly intrigued obsessed with Federico Bebber's work.
It's pretty different from what I would normally think I would like - but his use of textures is beyond amazing in my opinion. Definitely a darker artist && it definitely makes me smile at the macabre of things again - but there's so much beauty in his work, too.
Things that seem to simple to create I can't even imagine trying to put together. Piecing textures just perfectly, adjusting the lighting enough, and his compositions make me swoon.
He is a big part of my recent smoke fascination. Blame him. Go ahead.
Sometimes I feel like I overthink which artist I should and should not post on my blog as inspiration, but then I realize that the chances of people that like the things I do all the time are very slim. I can hide it all I want, but dark & macabre things do fascinate and inspire me. They always have. So I am going to continue to post inspirations to me personally, rather than trying to appeal to a certain group of followers. I'm sorry if that's offensive to anyone. ♥
It's pretty different from what I would normally think I would like - but his use of textures is beyond amazing in my opinion. Definitely a darker artist && it definitely makes me smile at the macabre of things again - but there's so much beauty in his work, too.
Things that seem to simple to create I can't even imagine trying to put together. Piecing textures just perfectly, adjusting the lighting enough, and his compositions make me swoon.
He is a big part of my recent smoke fascination. Blame him. Go ahead.
See more of Federico's work here:
Sometimes I feel like I overthink which artist I should and should not post on my blog as inspiration, but then I realize that the chances of people that like the things I do all the time are very slim. I can hide it all I want, but dark & macabre things do fascinate and inspire me. They always have. So I am going to continue to post inspirations to me personally, rather than trying to appeal to a certain group of followers. I'm sorry if that's offensive to anyone. ♥
7.21.2012
053;; What's wrong?
Everything seems to be taking a turn for the worse this week. I have had no motivation to do anything. At all.
I missed a couple of homework assignments. I've missed a weeks worth of blogging (I know, I'm awful). I haven't created a single thing, either.
The weather here is truly unbearable. Mother Nature is being a true tease and a half, as well. For almost an entire week straight there was a 30%-50% chance of rain daily. It rained everywhere but here. I absolutely hate the summer in the first place, and this really isn't making it any better. For the first time though I want to go outside. Primarily because I can't, I'm sure. I can't remember a day that wasn't 100 degrees outside, with at least 40% humidity.
I would give almost anything for the Art Institute of Portland to have processed my transcripts a month sooner. If they had? I would have packed a car up and driven out there to start campus classes last week, instead of online classes.
I want to leave and besomewhere anywhere else.
I missed a couple of homework assignments. I've missed a weeks worth of blogging (I know, I'm awful). I haven't created a single thing, either.
The weather here is truly unbearable. Mother Nature is being a true tease and a half, as well. For almost an entire week straight there was a 30%-50% chance of rain daily. It rained everywhere but here. I absolutely hate the summer in the first place, and this really isn't making it any better. For the first time though I want to go outside. Primarily because I can't, I'm sure. I can't remember a day that wasn't 100 degrees outside, with at least 40% humidity.
I would give almost anything for the Art Institute of Portland to have processed my transcripts a month sooner. If they had? I would have packed a car up and driven out there to start campus classes last week, instead of online classes.
I want to leave and be
7.17.2012
052;; Sorry!
I'm sorry for the lack of posting lately (I know, it's only been two days) - I'm a horrible blogger. I have a good reason though! I promise.
Okay, maybe not. Either way, my reason is that I'm just tired and stressed out. I'm really trying to have a more positive outlook on everything lately, and that's been hard the past two days. Especially since almost every morning since Saturday (we're talking 3am morning) I've been waking up in pain and just sick to my stomach. This morning was the first time it didn't happen, so hopefully whatever it was is gone. Hopefully.
Yesterday I sold my car. It's really strange how we get so attached to vehicles. During the time that we own them it's a constant, "I really wish I had __________ instead." But as soon as we part ourselves, "I'm going to miss that car so much." Oh well. I have no need for it in Portland - and that's getting closer and closer (2 months!) so I figure it was better to sell it now where I got close to my original asking price.
Since I've been pseudo-absent lately though... here's a little picture recap. =)
Okay, maybe not. Either way, my reason is that I'm just tired and stressed out. I'm really trying to have a more positive outlook on everything lately, and that's been hard the past two days. Especially since almost every morning since Saturday (we're talking 3am morning) I've been waking up in pain and just sick to my stomach. This morning was the first time it didn't happen, so hopefully whatever it was is gone. Hopefully.
Yesterday I sold my car. It's really strange how we get so attached to vehicles. During the time that we own them it's a constant, "I really wish I had __________ instead." But as soon as we part ourselves, "I'm going to miss that car so much." Oh well. I have no need for it in Portland - and that's getting closer and closer (2 months!) so I figure it was better to sell it now where I got close to my original asking price.
Since I've been pseudo-absent lately though... here's a little picture recap. =)
sketch // my car // pretty skies // alligator getting fat // quote // why I quit film photography
7.14.2012
051;; Sundance...
So this is a story of a cat.
A cat who had a lot of fur. A lot. It wasn't even really fur. It was hair.
Anyway... one day... I realized this cat's hair was all over my house, and no matter how I tried and tried to clean it up - it was never any good! So I came up with this plot. A plot to shave him! It pained me to do this (only slightly) because he
I called my grandma's neighbor's daughter, Stacy. She works at a vet, so I figure she's capable for shearing the fur on the cat without splurging on a groomer. Right? Pretty resourceful if I say so myself.
Well... Let's just say that we all knew it wouldn't be pretty.
But this is hilarious.
I LOVE HIS TAIL POOF!
The end.
7.13.2012
050;; I've come a long way...
I realized today was my 50th post (a mini milestone for me) - so I decided to do something for me. Since it's my blog and I don't seem to do enough of that, right? Heh... sorry. Anyway. Moving on.
I recently got my domain back up and running, and as I was going through my old work trying to figure out what work I'd like to show on my upcoming portfolio. Some of my old photomanipulations make me smile & proud, while others make me cringe and want to "accidentally" move them to trash.
I just survived my first week of online classes as a full-time art institute student (keep in mind none of them are creative for last 6 weeks) - so to unload from the week I decided to make a new work.
I can do productive things... see?
You can see the before images here.
And as a special treat... I'll even show some of my old work (like you care).
I recently got my domain back up and running, and as I was going through my old work trying to figure out what work I'd like to show on my upcoming portfolio. Some of my old photomanipulations make me smile & proud, while others make me cringe and want to "accidentally" move them to trash.
I just survived my first week of online classes as a full-time art institute student (keep in mind none of them are creative for last 6 weeks) - so to unload from the week I decided to make a new work.
I can do productive things... see?
And as a special treat... I'll even show some of my old work (like you care).
Yes, I did choose to show you the works that don't make me want to cringe. ♥
7.12.2012
049;; Artist Inspiration - Marcela Bolívar
Marcela Bolívar... I cannot say enough good things about this girl. She is absolutely amazing. Probably one of my biggest digital art/photomanipulation inspirations, and always has been. The way she manipulates things I'd never think of has always been my major drawing point to her. Oh... & she's as obsessed with organic forms as I am. Specifically branches and trees.
Quick facts about Marcela:
She lives in Columbia
Degree is in Graphic Design
Started on deviantART (the site used to be so amazing)
Quick facts about Marcela:
She lives in Columbia
Degree is in Graphic Design
Started on deviantART (the site used to be so amazing)
Her final portfolio is breathtaking. She graduated from university last year (in Columbia). I think I've been stalking her since 2004? 2005? Something like that. I'm not really sure why I'm so drawn to Spanish speaking artists... I need to find a few in this country that I like.
7.11.2012
048;; Will I?
You know my favourite thing about moving to a new place?
You can be anyone you want to be.
I don't really mean that you should try to be something you're not - but you have an invaluable opportunity to revamp yourself. It's like kindergarten and someone you talk to for five minutes can be your new best friend. I love when I move because then I'm free to be me. There are no predispositions of what I should be, or how I should act... & I love it.
For the most part I grew up in a small town (by my standards) of 17,000 people. At least that's what our town's website tells me. Or maybe it was wikipedia... I'm not sure. Either way... there are enough people here where you don't know all your neighbors, but more than likely everyone knows someone in your family. As that seems to turn out, it means they know more about you than you would like them to.
I was always "that art girl" or "goth girl" in school when I moved back from North Carolina. I won't deny either of those claims, but it's really impossible to try to shake names like that. Yes, I have always saturated my time with art - it's my passion. Yes, I used to dress in a style that fancied a more gothic appeal. That's all that matters to them.
I have people I don't even know who apparently know I was going to school for photography. I mean... this lady is a cashier at CVS and just randomly asked me one day about it. I'm sure shouting, "WHO ARE YOU?!" at her would have been rude, but it's all I wanted to do.
Oh well.
People like to talk. They've always liked to talk. If it means that people in this community will never forget me? Who am I to argue?
Back to my original point... I'm actually NERVOUS about moving to Portland. I'm so utterly excited about it - but I'm afraid I'm not going to have any friends! I freak out about this every single time I relocate. You'd think after three major moves in my life I'd be used to this type of feeling. Wrong.
It's strange how it seems that when I move though, I make the best friends... Time to be hopeful.
You can be anyone you want to be.
I don't really mean that you should try to be something you're not - but you have an invaluable opportunity to revamp yourself. It's like kindergarten and someone you talk to for five minutes can be your new best friend. I love when I move because then I'm free to be me. There are no predispositions of what I should be, or how I should act... & I love it.
For the most part I grew up in a small town (by my standards) of 17,000 people. At least that's what our town's website tells me. Or maybe it was wikipedia... I'm not sure. Either way... there are enough people here where you don't know all your neighbors, but more than likely everyone knows someone in your family. As that seems to turn out, it means they know more about you than you would like them to.
I was always "that art girl" or "goth girl" in school when I moved back from North Carolina. I won't deny either of those claims, but it's really impossible to try to shake names like that. Yes, I have always saturated my time with art - it's my passion. Yes, I used to dress in a style that fancied a more gothic appeal. That's all that matters to them.
I have people I don't even know who apparently know I was going to school for photography. I mean... this lady is a cashier at CVS and just randomly asked me one day about it. I'm sure shouting, "WHO ARE YOU?!" at her would have been rude, but it's all I wanted to do.
Oh well.
People like to talk. They've always liked to talk. If it means that people in this community will never forget me? Who am I to argue?
Back to my original point... I'm actually NERVOUS about moving to Portland. I'm so utterly excited about it - but I'm afraid I'm not going to have any friends! I freak out about this every single time I relocate. You'd think after three major moves in my life I'd be used to this type of feeling. Wrong.
It's strange how it seems that when I move though, I make the best friends... Time to be hopeful.
7.10.2012
047;; project52 - 4
week f o u r \\ colours
I know it would have made more sense for this week to be the red, white, and blue theme - but as my fourth of July was less than eventful, I will probably try to just post that next week, or possibly way until later in the year. Who cares.
046;; Oops.
I remember saying I needed to make some business cards that included "graphicsomethingorother" since I no longer just do photography (well I never really did only photography, but you know what I mean).
7.09.2012
045;; Humdeedum
I feel anxious.
I don't know if it's anticipation for so much happening within the next few months or what...
But I'm getting sick of it.
My first five and a half week block of classes start tomorrow.
That's a mandatory four days a week, at least one hour a day sign on.
My yard/garage/moving sale is July 28th (and if need be, the 29th also).
September 15th is when my online classes end.
I'm assuming move-in is the following week, which means a few days after this I will be packing up all my crap and driving, driving, driving.
October 1st. I'll be a full-time Art Institute of Portland student and resident. Yikes.
Sometime in August I've also got to set up a meeting with a real estate agent (the amazing Ms. Wilson, so no worries) to take a look at my mom's house so we can see what all needs to be done to sell this fall/winter/whatever.
I know I shouldn't be stressed, but with only 2? months left really I feel like there's no other option. I've got so much to do. So much stuff to go through and throw away or sell... It's just ridiculous. Not to mention I still have to find time to do everything else I'm trying to do (the art pieces and the healthy living nonsense).
Oh, and speaking of... let me tell you how stupid it is for this fat kid to try to do 100 jumping jacks in a day after not doing any for 5 years. Dumb.
Oh well.
Things will work out, right?
I don't know if it's anticipation for so much happening within the next few months or what...
But I'm getting sick of it.
My first five and a half week block of classes start tomorrow.
That's a mandatory four days a week, at least one hour a day sign on.
My yard/garage/moving sale is July 28th (and if need be, the 29th also).
September 15th is when my online classes end.
I'm assuming move-in is the following week, which means a few days after this I will be packing up all my crap and driving, driving, driving.
October 1st. I'll be a full-time Art Institute of Portland student and resident. Yikes.
Sometime in August I've also got to set up a meeting with a real estate agent (the amazing Ms. Wilson, so no worries) to take a look at my mom's house so we can see what all needs to be done to sell this fall/winter/whatever.
I know I shouldn't be stressed, but with only 2? months left really I feel like there's no other option. I've got so much to do. So much stuff to go through and throw away or sell... It's just ridiculous. Not to mention I still have to find time to do everything else I'm trying to do (the art pieces and the healthy living nonsense).
Oh, and speaking of... let me tell you how stupid it is for this fat kid to try to do 100 jumping jacks in a day after not doing any for 5 years. Dumb.
Oh well.
Things will work out, right?
7.07.2012
044;; New?
P.S. That website is fake for now. Don't go.
I should probably have included a graphic design set. Oops. I'll work on that.
043;; It's interesting...
Something I never really thought I would be doing was blogging.
Sure, I've kept online journals before. I think I've had a journal at just about every site you can think of. Livejournal, deadjournal, greatestjournal, xanga, melodramatic, etc. etc.
Anyway, my point it... I never thought that I would be doing it again. It's somehow different though. I'm different. I want things I've never wanted before. I care about things I've never cared about before. Frankly, having a mass amount of followers doesn't really appeal to me. Sure, I'd love it to know that people are reading, but if they don't? That's okay too.
I haven't quite found where this blog belongs in the world of blogs. I don't know if I can commit to being an art blog (though it seems that's what the majority of my posts are). I don't want it to be just that though. I want this to be a place where I can be completely honest with myself, even if I may not want to be sometimes. I don't like editing what I type (aside from general spelling and stuff). I am obviously not a mother or a wife or a DIY-er though. So... how do I classify this? Can I even classify it? I guess I can say it's "me kind of blog"?
Maybe.
Maybe not.
One thing remains certain though... I'm about to embark on one of the biggest journeys of my (still) young life in two short months. I've lived on my own, yes. I have never lived an entire country away from my family though. I've never moved some place I've never even seen, on a prayer that I will love it. I'm trusting so many people right now and just letting them guide me (not something I've ever been good at, mind you).
I've lived in a sorority house for 2 semesters, but my home and family were 20 minutes away. I moved 3.5 hours away and into my own apartment, and cried on my first night alone. It sucked. I was excited and I was terrified.
I honestly don't know how I'm going to react when I drive across the country and unpack the very limited amount of personal belongings I'm allowed to take into some strange room in some strange building in some strange city. Let me not even get started on me not being able to bring my cats...
Anywho, pay no mind to these jumbled thoughts.
Just something that's been on my mind the past few days.
Sure, I've kept online journals before. I think I've had a journal at just about every site you can think of. Livejournal, deadjournal, greatestjournal, xanga, melodramatic, etc. etc.
Anyway, my point it... I never thought that I would be doing it again. It's somehow different though. I'm different. I want things I've never wanted before. I care about things I've never cared about before. Frankly, having a mass amount of followers doesn't really appeal to me. Sure, I'd love it to know that people are reading, but if they don't? That's okay too.
I haven't quite found where this blog belongs in the world of blogs. I don't know if I can commit to being an art blog (though it seems that's what the majority of my posts are). I don't want it to be just that though. I want this to be a place where I can be completely honest with myself, even if I may not want to be sometimes. I don't like editing what I type (aside from general spelling and stuff). I am obviously not a mother or a wife or a DIY-er though. So... how do I classify this? Can I even classify it? I guess I can say it's "me kind of blog"?
Maybe.
Maybe not.
One thing remains certain though... I'm about to embark on one of the biggest journeys of my (still) young life in two short months. I've lived on my own, yes. I have never lived an entire country away from my family though. I've never moved some place I've never even seen, on a prayer that I will love it. I'm trusting so many people right now and just letting them guide me (not something I've ever been good at, mind you).
I've lived in a sorority house for 2 semesters, but my home and family were 20 minutes away. I moved 3.5 hours away and into my own apartment, and cried on my first night alone. It sucked. I was excited and I was terrified.
I honestly don't know how I'm going to react when I drive across the country and unpack the very limited amount of personal belongings I'm allowed to take into some strange room in some strange building in some strange city. Let me not even get started on me not being able to bring my cats...
Anywho, pay no mind to these jumbled thoughts.
Just something that's been on my mind the past few days.
This is the aquarium on one of the piers in San Francisco, CA. I miss it...
7.04.2012
042;; I know, I know...
I post too much. I like organization though, so I don't want to conflict certain weekly posts I do with personal crap. It confuses me and makes me feel like a blabbering idiot.
Anyway.. I made a new portfolio tonight. It's a service deviantART has apparently been offering for a while, but I've been in denial that they could do anything useful at all, so I was unaware of it.
Here.
I'm pretty positive all of the firework displays in the local area were cancelled tonight due to our extreme drought conditions. I know a few went on that took place over water (all at least 45 minutes away). It's kind of sad, but oh well. I'm not huge on holidays except for Christmas. Everything else seems kind of trivial to me. Today was a good day regardless. I like the excuses to hang out with family, especially since I'm moving in 2 short months, and let's be honest, no one is going to come visit me when I live a country away.
Anyway, I hope everyone had a good Independence Day. <3
Here is some kitty mischief that's been going on the past couple of days...
Anyway.. I made a new portfolio tonight. It's a service deviantART has apparently been offering for a while, but I've been in denial that they could do anything useful at all, so I was unaware of it.
Here.
I'm pretty positive all of the firework displays in the local area were cancelled tonight due to our extreme drought conditions. I know a few went on that took place over water (all at least 45 minutes away). It's kind of sad, but oh well. I'm not huge on holidays except for Christmas. Everything else seems kind of trivial to me. Today was a good day regardless. I like the excuses to hang out with family, especially since I'm moving in 2 short months, and let's be honest, no one is going to come visit me when I live a country away.
Anyway, I hope everyone had a good Independence Day. <3
Here is some kitty mischief that's been going on the past couple of days...
He's uh... doing nothing wrong, right? I'm not entirely sure how he got up there on top of the kitchen cabinets - but I figure it's better that way.
Hairball catchin' a nap in a box of things I'm throwing out.
My aunt's cat Lola wearing the cone of shame today at our dinner.
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As a cheerful parting note... I had some quality snuggle time with my favourite teddy bear of ever today.
041;; Artist Inspiration - Silvia Pelissero
Also known as agnes-cecile.
Silvia is by far my biggest painting inspiration. I'm not good at painting, and I never have been... but this girl blows my mind. Absolutely everything she has shown to the world makes me want to paint. I would give anything to have that kind of talent.
It's crazy for me to think of the scale of her work. I've seen some of her pieces on boards/papers as small as 11x14 - but most are HUGE. I mean seriously huge. Life-size, even. It's truly amazing.
Silvia is by far my biggest painting inspiration. I'm not good at painting, and I never have been... but this girl blows my mind. Absolutely everything she has shown to the world makes me want to paint. I would give anything to have that kind of talent.
It's crazy for me to think of the scale of her work. I've seen some of her pieces on boards/papers as small as 11x14 - but most are HUGE. I mean seriously huge. Life-size, even. It's truly amazing.
You can see more of her work here:
040;; Melt.
This entry might make you sick.
I quite literally think I have the sweetest boyfriend ever.
No, seriously.
I asked him to make me a "goals" list - kind of like a mini-bucket list. He's slightly ADHD, so I never expected it to be long or really super thought out && hey, I was even shocked he agreed.
I'm not going to post his entire list, but a few things on it were:
- Finish college (software engineering).
- Work to pay for trips to visit Sara (hey, that's me!)
- Get married.
- Live in Germany for a few years.
- Retire to Paris with Sara.
I never knew he wanted to live in Germany. We'd talked about it for our honeymoon, but not as a residence. I also didn't know he wanted to retire to Paris. I'm going to get to travel!
Sometimes I feel really silly for thinking about the future. I have always very much had a here & now mentality. Something about him though has me having all these girly daydreams about life and what it could be like.
I have absolutely never been the type of girl to worry about month to month markers in a relationship. Saturday was Dalton and I's three months as an official "couple".Even though I am pretty sure I secretly had a crush on him for the last 8 months. Denial. Maybe that's why he irritated me so much?
I never, ever planned any kind of "dream wedding" when I was growing up like all my friends.
I honestly didn't think anyone would want to marry me.
He tells me I'm beautiful when I wake up in the morning with my hair a million different directions and my eyeliner all smeared (or none at all). No one has ever done that.
When he says, "I want to marry you," - I actually believe him.
I absolutely can't wait to spend the week with him for my birthday.
P.S. - This is my blog, and this is definitely an entry more for me. I have no problem sharing it, but I know no one really cares. <3
I quite literally think I have the sweetest boyfriend ever.
No, seriously.
I asked him to make me a "goals" list - kind of like a mini-bucket list. He's slightly ADHD, so I never expected it to be long or really super thought out && hey, I was even shocked he agreed.
I'm not going to post his entire list, but a few things on it were:
- Finish college (software engineering).
- Work to pay for trips to visit Sara (hey, that's me!)
- Get married.
- Live in Germany for a few years.
- Retire to Paris with Sara.
I never knew he wanted to live in Germany. We'd talked about it for our honeymoon, but not as a residence. I also didn't know he wanted to retire to Paris. I'm going to get to travel!
Sometimes I feel really silly for thinking about the future. I have always very much had a here & now mentality. Something about him though has me having all these girly daydreams about life and what it could be like.
I have absolutely never been the type of girl to worry about month to month markers in a relationship. Saturday was Dalton and I's three months as an official "couple".
I never, ever planned any kind of "dream wedding" when I was growing up like all my friends.
I honestly didn't think anyone would want to marry me.
He tells me I'm beautiful when I wake up in the morning with my hair a million different directions and my eyeliner all smeared (or none at all). No one has ever done that.
When he says, "I want to marry you," - I actually believe him.
I did let it slip that I wanted a platinum ruby engagement ring, and unfortunately we both know he won't be able to afford that any time soon - but we did agree on a promise ring until then.
I absolutely can't wait to spend the week with him for my birthday.
P.S. - This is my blog, and this is definitely an entry more for me. I have no problem sharing it, but I know no one really cares. <3
7.03.2012
038;; Little update.
I've been awake for the last hour and a half. I know I woke up from a combination of a bad dream, silence, and sneezing.
I hate it when I can't hear him while I'm sleeping. It's my personal comfort blanket. I've also noticed if he falls asleep before me, I can't get to sleep as easily. I'm sure that seems completely stupid and weird, but it's true.
I was going to spend a couple hundred dollars to go to Seattle, Washington to go see the Chihuly exhibit. I haven't seen it since 10th? 11th? grade? I'm not sure. I regret not really taking pictures when it was in St. Louis, MO. Oh well. Live and learn. Instead I'm going to use that money to go see Dalton. Especially since there's nothing I'd rather do. (see above paragraph?)
Sunday started my "eat healthy, exercise" crap. Let me tell you how I really wanted McDonald's yesterday. For the sole reason of I told myself I couldn't. Let's get something clear though (more to myself) - I am not on a diet. I'm changing my eating habits and trying to be healthier. For the past few days I've been obsessing over at home exercising things, "right" diets, and just a bunch of confusing crap. I'm done with it. I read an amazing quote off an MSN article though (weird, I know, right?).
♥
I'm going to go relax a bit before I get up and go for a walk. My headache from allergies should be gone by then. The Labyrinth is on. It's calling me.
I hate it when I can't hear him while I'm sleeping. It's my personal comfort blanket. I've also noticed if he falls asleep before me, I can't get to sleep as easily. I'm sure that seems completely stupid and weird, but it's true.
I was going to spend a couple hundred dollars to go to Seattle, Washington to go see the Chihuly exhibit. I haven't seen it since 10th? 11th? grade? I'm not sure. I regret not really taking pictures when it was in St. Louis, MO. Oh well. Live and learn. Instead I'm going to use that money to go see Dalton. Especially since there's nothing I'd rather do. (see above paragraph?)
Sunday started my "eat healthy, exercise" crap. Let me tell you how I really wanted McDonald's yesterday. For the sole reason of I told myself I couldn't. Let's get something clear though (more to myself) - I am not on a diet. I'm changing my eating habits and trying to be healthier. For the past few days I've been obsessing over at home exercising things, "right" diets, and just a bunch of confusing crap. I'm done with it. I read an amazing quote off an MSN article though (weird, I know, right?).
"Stop trying to be someone else, or you'll waste the person you are."
♥
I'm going to go relax a bit before I get up and go for a walk. My headache from allergies should be gone by then. The Labyrinth is on. It's calling me.
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