i just finished submitting the ballet photoshoot pictures. i know there's a lot of them but i was really pleased with how they turned out.

spring break is over and school is tomorrow. i barely picked up my camera over spring break and i don't even know why. i'm on a bit of a hiatus i suppose.

hopefully that will pass soon.

any suggestions on what i should focus on? what i need to get better at? anything really would be helpful.

<3

restlessness.

valentine's day. nothing exciting to talk about there so moving on.

just finished posting some times new roman practice slash music room pictures so please i would love critiques and comments.

hopefully going on a photoshoot with grace soon, i have some interesting ideas with her dancing(ballet) and i'm pretty excited. maybe some good photo opportunities considering it's morp at my school this saturday. even though i'm not going. still dressing up and hanging out with friends : )

and also shows
march 3 - electric six
march 14 - belle and sebastian / the new pornographers
march 29 - dinosaur jr!! OR same night: jenny lewis and the watson twins
march 31 - death cab for cutie
april 7 - the books

side note to rachael ellis. i hope you can attend a show with me soon they are just not the same without you

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i would reply that religion had nothing to do with it. i am in fact pretty much atheist like my mother's father, although i kept that to myself. why argue somebody else out of the expectation of some sort of an afterlife?-kurt vonnegut

[guiltywhiteboy] did an "i love" list
so i thought i would steal his idea and do a "i love & hate list for the present time"

i know no one cares but...i'm doing it anyways.

.love.

-the candles in my room that smell good
-belle & sebastian and the new pornographers touring
-some good friends i've made lately
-the sufjan stevens album i can't stop listening to
-watching movies or going to the movies; that's all i seem to want to do lately
-scrubs and it's nerdy humor.
-duhh deviantart. i'm on this way too much.
-my psychology class
-sleeping until noon yesterday because it was mlk day
-making mix cds for friends
-photoshoots

.hate. (or slightly dislike)

-headaches i've been getting lately
-my anxiety being through the roof
-being restless all through the night
-texas weather. i just want it to be cold so badly.
-feeling uninspired. i feel like all my photographs are the same. i wish i was more creative.
-being lonely sometimes.
-saying i will go to sleep before 11 for once and then looking at the clock and it's already midnight.

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happy new year friends.

i hope everyone had a good new years, i was surrounded by almost all the people i care about the most so mine was wonderful.

i've been submitting very frequently lately you just can't tear me away from my camera. i've really been working on portraits so i would love all the comments and critiques i can get especially on those. i really just want to improve on my art. i hope this year i can just be as creative as i can be and really focus on my photography. everyone i watch is so amazing i would like to get as good as you guys.

more photographs still to come-- this friday photoshoot with marge [imaXrobot] emmie [throughemilyseyes] and a few of our friends. & hopefully even more photoshoots after that.

much love. <3

--also i was wanting suggestions for books. i just can't seem to choose what i want to read next. i've been on and off on my short stories by ernest hemingway but i need a real novel. favorites?

i thought this was really funny and true.
and it's close to christmas so why not.
from david sedaris's barrel fever
an essay he wrote called SantaLand Diaries
about his job as an elf at macy's.
i don't know how many people are ACTUALLY
going to read this whole thing
but it makes me laugh : )

I Photo Elfed all day for a variety of Santas and it struck me that many of the parents don't allow their children to speak at all. A child sits upon Santa's lap and the parents say, "All right now, Amber, tell Santa what you want. Tell him you want a Baby Alive and My Pretty Ballerina and that winter coat you saw in the catalog."
The parents name the gifts they have already bought. They don't want to hear the word "pony," or "television set," so they talk through the entire visit, placing words in the child's mouth. When the child hops off the lap, the parents address their children, each and every time, with, "What do you say to Santa?"
The child says, "Thank you, Santa."
It is sad because you would like to believe that everyone is unique and then they disappoint you every time by being exactly the same, asking for the same things, reciting the exact same lines as though they have been handed a script.
All of the aduls ask for a Gold Card or a BMW and they rock with laughter, thinking they are the first person brazen enough to request such pleasures.
Santa says, "I'll see what I can do."
Couples over the age of fifty all say, " I don't want to sit on your lap, Santa, I'm afraid I might break it!"
How do you break a lap? How did so many people get the idea to say the exact same thing?
I went to a store on the Upper West Side. This store is like a Museum of Natural History where everything is for sale: every taxidermic or skeletal animal that roams the earth is represented in this shop and, because of that, it is popular. I went with my brother last weekend. Near the cash register was a bowl of glass eyes and a sign reading "DO NOT HOLD THE GLASS EYES UP AGAINST YOUR OWN EYES: THE ROUGH STEM CAN CAUSE INJURY."
I talked to the fellow behind the counter and he said, "It's the same thing every time. First they hold up the eyes and then they go for the horns. I'm sick of it."
It frightened me that, until i saw the sign, my first impulse was to hold those eyes up to my own. I thought it might be a laugh riot.
All of us take pride and pleasure in the fact that we are unique, but i'm afraid that when all is said and done the police are right: it all comes down to fingerprints.