Shake it Like a Polaroid Picture

Here are the pictures from my first digital photography project. Two had to be obviously digitally manipulated and three could not be obviously manipulated. The assignment was self-portraiture. Enjoy!

Goals and Drinks

I want to do something spectacular with my life. I have no idea what it's going to be or how I'm going to accomplish this goal.

Of course, I want all of the traditional things like a career that I love, a family, a nice house/car/things, to travel the world, etc. I feel something tugging at me though, and I can't quite put my finger on it.

Hmm...

In other news, my aunt wrote on my fb wall last night:

Hey this might be your cutest pic ever. :) Except maybe one I have of you when you're two and you have the big Shirley Temple glass w/your name on it...should I keep typing? :) Or maybe I'll just go look for the pic to send you.

At the time, I had just finished a tasty rum/cranberry juice/7up mixture and was feeling the buzz.

...at least that drink was pink-ish too...hehe

With the stars up above in your eyes

My Moon Profile:

On the day you were born, the Moon was in Sagittarius. The urge to roam and to explore the world is a strong emotional need of yours, and unless it is fulfilled, you will be very unsatisfied. You have a very gregarious, fiery Moon, and your emotions are not tepid or wishy-washy by any means. You love to show your feelings, and you are not shy about advertising how you feel about anything, be it politics, religion, philosophy, or sports.

I don't really put much stock into these things, but they are kind of interesting to read.

Proof the Cosmos Hates Me

Or at the very least is laughing at me and pointing a huge finger in my direction saying: "MUAHAHAHAHA!"

After my little breakdown tonight, I got on MSN.com to see what the headlines were.

Headline #1: "6 Reasons I love Being Married"
Headline #2: "Men Confess: When they knew she was the One"
Headline #3: "How I Fell in Love with my Complete Opposite"

Excellent.
Thank you.

...or rather, fuck you, too!

Acting Naughty

Another night at the club.
Another night of pulsing music that I love.
Another night of moving my body to the beat.
Another night of long islands (although I only had one).
Another night of laughter and stress relief.
Another guy; his name was Todd.
I just came here to party
But now we're rockin on the dance floor
Acting naughty
Your hands around my waist
Just let the music play
We're hand in hand
Chest to chest
And now we're face to face
And then I saw it. It was a quick flash, and I thought I had imagined it, but when his hand came up again, it was there for all of the world to see.
He. Was. Married.
I was grinding with a married man.
I didn't make out with him.
Why are there so many douchbags? seriously?! What an ass!
I've come to the conclusion that I don't want to have anymore random make-outs for awhile. I want something more meaningful. I can kiss all of the guys I want at the club, but at the end of the night, I'm coming home alone without a guy to cuddle with, to laugh with, to hang out with, to hold hands with, to get support from...
All of that being said, I had a great time tonight! I really did! This is just something personal that I want to work on.

My Day

My day started out like this:

"WTF??? I JUST WENT TO SLEEP!"

and quickly progressed to this:

"I HATE THE WORLD TODAY!"

which was not too wonderful during work/lunch (although I did have fun during mine and Marie's joint "fuck the world" session").

At 1:30 I was in class, waiting for my professor to show up. When he came in at 2:00 and said that we were presenting our sketches, I almost had to scream....but I didn't. Hahaha.

By 3:45, I had given my presentation and walked home to sit with Marie for a little while before heading to Digital Photo...aka the class that should be relatively stress-free, but because of a slightly inappropriate dream is not.

An hour later I was in the Lab laughing with some friends and being goofy.

By 6:30, I was stressed and could feel a knot form between my shoulder blades.

At 7:30, Marco, the soccer player from Miami walked me home (it was the first time we had met).

At 8:30 I was eating Chinese and drinking wine with two of my favorite people in the world, and now at 9:30 I am satisfied with the world (albeit a little sleepy).

And that was my day.

Bundle Up!

I hate the cold.

I hate the fact that I break out when I'm cold.

I hate that when it's cloudy and cold, I feel like my soul has been sucked out.

I love looking at large expanses of untouched snow.

I love playing in the snow.

I love cuddling under blankets.

I love hot tea.

Last night when we played out in the snow, everything seemed so peaceful and magical. There were still flurries coming from down from the sky. When the lights would hit them, they would sparkle and look like glitter falling from the sky. It was very calming, soothing.