When Life Gives You Lemons...

This past Saturday, my mom and I were driving through my aunts neighborhood when we passed  by this little kid standing outside his front lawn with a table that was practically bigger than he was. We noticed that it was a lemonade stand. You always see little kids selling lemonade and cookies outside their houses in movies, but, that I can remember, I have never seen this in real life. We thought this was the quaintest, most adorable thing in the world so we pulled up beside the house to get out and see it. The little boy was named Michael and he couldn't have been older than 6 years old. His mother had baked muffins and made lemonade for him and his brother to sell. I bought some pink lemonade from Michael and he had a hard time lifting the jug of lemonade but he did it all by himself and asked me to tell him how much I wanted for my dime. His brother who I think was around the same age as him sold my mom a little itty bitty muffin with cranberries. She was just going to eat it right there, but he said, "If you buy a muffin it has to go in the bag," in the cutest little "this is the way it is and that's not going to change whether or not it makes sense" voice of his. So my mom said OK and thank you very much and she expected the muffin was going to be delicious and we said goodbye to the two little entrepeneurs and laughed and smiled about the experience all the way to the mall. The moment still makes me smile when I think about it. It's just one of those Hallmark moments you never will forget and I think I will probably smile about it 10 years from now. When life gives you lemons, make lemonade, and that's just what Michael and his brother did. They sold me and my mom life for ten cents apiece.

The Picture of Dorian Gray

I am currently reading the book The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde for my AP Lit class. At first I had thought that it was going to be boring and depressing, despite it's interesting plot, but I have been interested since page one! The Picture of Dorian Gray is about a guy (named Dorian Gray, duh!) who is beautiful and somewhat vain and terrified of losing his beauty as he grows old. So he sells his soul so that instead of aging himself, a portrait of himself that he keeps hidden away ages and grows older and more hideous year by year. The novel explores a lot of different ideas like aestheticism and hedonism as well an underlying homosexuality (Oscar Wilde was imprisoned and charged for homosexual acts and had to feel to America). I've read plays by Oscar Wilde before and this is his only novel and as of right now I am completely thrilled with it. I think what I like most about it is the tone. The way Wilde words things is that the imagery is very beautiful and serene however there is a kind of creepiness and darkness behind it all. As if everything were not really as it it seems. Although this is required reading for school, I really do think this book is very intriguing, well-written and a good read overall.

Total and Absolute Craziness!!!!

So today had to be one of the craziest, most pee-inducing, most traumatic days of my entire life. Maybe I'm being a little melodramatic, but at the time, and at this moment, as I think of it and the crazy consequences that can be a by-product of it, this statement seems totally valid...

Today me and my friends played hooky from school since it was an FCAT day and, being seniors, we would have been wasting our time there. So we all went over to our friend Kevin's house. My friend Melissa gave me directions, but Kevin lives in a gated community and for some ridiculous reason that I still can not fathom but will soon be remedied, he does not have access to open the gates, so Melissa tells me to park where the exit is. I figure if I park far enough forward the people that want to exit can get out through the entrance so I do as she says.

Well, we've been hanging out at his house for a little while when our friend Sammy says she needs a ride somewhere and I offer to take her.  As we are getting to the gates we see this red truck pull around and start taking my liscence plate number and we freak out! He asks us if the car is ours and like idiots we lie and say no hoping he will drive away and we can move the car without him noticing. However, he is not moving! He starts taking down every little information he can about the car so me and Sammy and our friend Danielle start freaking out and call Kevin to come move the car.

Kevin comes rushing and says he is sorry. But this other guy came and tells us that he needs our insurance information and the registration because apparently a buddy of his was trying to get out of the neighborhood and found he couldn't get out of the exit because my car was parked there. Trying to get around it he backed up right into the the spikes that keep people from entering through the exit and popped his tires. He drove to the Publix and was waiting to get picked up.

We ask him how much the damage is, that we'll pay for it. To please not involve the insurance companies. So after this whole huge discussion and lecture we give him my name and my number and Kevin's name since he says he is the one driving the car and we all get in the car and get the hell out! Apparently the guy was going to call the tow truck and we owe the guy who popped his tires about $200.

So we decide, after we drop Sammy off, that maybe it isn't a good idea to park in the entrance to Kevin's complex so he calls up his friend and asks if we can park in her driveway. She gives us her permission but her house is on a corner near a school so there is this patrol guy who gives us a hard time about it until he realizes that we got permission from the owners to park there.

So we can finally walk back to Kevin's house, where the rest of our group is all wondering what the hell just happened. We aren't there for very long when Sammy calls to get picked up and we go to get her. But when we get back to Kevin's friend's house to park the car again, the elementary school has just let out and this idiot woman has parked right in front of the parking space and we ask her to move and she gives the hardest time about it! So we try to go around her and this idiot is driving on the wrong side of the road so we can't.

So here we are blocking traffic because of these ridiculous parents who never learned the rules of the road and Melissa is just getting really pissed off, because we are all doing the right thing and yet we are getting blamed for what is going on and getting honked at and the patrol guy is yelling at us and she gets out of the car and basically directs traffic herself!

Finally we are getting able to get into our spot after busting such a mission and the patrol guy gives us a hard time again, but we convince him that it is us again...

So yeah, those people with the popped tires have yet to call me, but until then I'm shitting my pants.

My Musical Odyssey

So a little while I did another piece in my personal art project. This piece is more of a text based collage. I really liked writing my words in the shape of a G-Clef. I used crayon, acrylic paint, and permanent marker.

Solving Boredom

I have always had this thing where I get really bored and really lonely and I know other people get that way too, so when I was younger I came up with a solution, where I create my own world and either I can be the character or I create a whole new person and all the people in their life and where they are and what they do. It's pretty... crazy actually, but it gets rid of the boredom and my mind off the loneliness. So I've started up my old hobby again, this time doing it via blog. Right now I'm coming up with some characters and their relationships to one another. Later I'll come up with the different settings and then I'll start writing the story. The story can be written in any which way: narrative, dialogue, script, video, diary, etc. It's up to you and you have total control and freedom. If you want to check out what I'm talking about here is the link to my blog http://boredcreativity.blogspot.com/
Hope this helps with those days you have nothing better to do!

4 Things!!!

4 TV Shows I Watch
1. Chuck
2. Greek
3. NCIS
4. Smallville

4 Things I'm Passionate About
1. Art
2. Books
3. Friends
4. Family

4 Words/Phrases I Use All the Time
1. okokok whatever
2. lmfaoo
3. soooo, whatchoo up to?
4. yeah so?

4 Places I'd Like to Go
1. Prince Edward Island, Canada
2. Ireland
3. Seychelles
4. Greece

4 Things I Did Yesterday
1. Learned some basic photoshop techniques
2. Slept in till 11am
3. Went to Barnes and Nobles with my mom
4. Started a blog for photoshop beginners


4 Things I'm Looking Forward to This Year
1. Graduating!!!
2. Summer Road Trip with my friends
3. Getting a new matress -.-
4. Senior Events

4 Things I Love About Spring
1. Easter Egg Huntss
2. Fashion
3. Weather
4. Flowers start to grow :)

4 Things On My Wishlist
1. Red, converitble VW Buggie
2. The Perfect Boyfriend
3. A job
4. Black gladiator sandals that fit just right

4 People I'm Usually With
1. Olivia
2. Kyle
3. My mom
4. Sami

My Career Options

OK so I'm here at school. and, by the way, I think it's totally awesome I can update my blog at school :) I was thinking about all the times that I've changed my mind about what I want to do with my life and how I still want to do all of these things!

I've gone from wanting to be a teacher, to wanting to be a novelist, to wanting to be a Broadway actress, to wanting to be a journalist, to wanting to be a journalist for National Geographic Magazine, to wanting to be a photojournalist for National Geographic Magazine, to wanting to be a columnist, like a how-to girl for some magazine like Cosmo, to wanting to be a publisher, to wanting to be a photographer, and now to work in graphic design.... Yeah, the list is very long.

Right now I should be working on an article in newspaper, especially since I'm supposed to be setting an example since I'm Sports Editor and what-not, however, I couldn't get the topic of my career out of my head.

First of all, I've realized that I have to do something that I like because, if not, I'm going to end up getting fired from every job I get. I think I've narrowed down what my dream jobs are.

1) On-Staff Photojournalist for National Geographic Magazine, or a similar style of magazine. A job like that I will never be bored in. I will get sent on expeditions to photograph, so I will see the world, I'll get to photograph what I see and I'll get to edit my photographs, which I love to do. Basically, the perfect place for me to be. Whether it is possible or not, I have no idea, but I will try to make it happen.

2) A book publisher or editor. I'm not sure which one it is, but the one who reads manuscripts and then decide which ones are going to be published and set up the book tours and get the design for the cover and all that other stuff. A job where I can read all day and get excited about a book and help an author make it big! Kind of philanthropic in the way that I think about it.

So, I really think those are my two dream jobs, but I'm also really interested in graphic design right now. You know, making advertisements, book covers, laying out magazine/newspaper pages, web pages, etc. I've only just started learning about it, but I'm really excited about it and I think I might do well at it as well as being entertained.

I don't know exactly what I will be doing in the future. My mom says she can see me going places, but I'm pretty sure that's what all moms are supposed to say. For right now, I have ideas about where I want to go and what I want to do. I'll just have to wait and see what it is the future has in store for me. As long as it isn't failure, I think I will be content.

The Ponderings Of a Psycho Woman

if you woke up one day and you were in a different place you have never been and you realized your WHOLE entire life was just a dream, and you look completely different, what would you do ,and please give an extensive explanation :)

i think i would have a freak out. like id probably look inside the mirror (if mirrors exist in this reality ive never seen)and start screaming. id have a mental breakdown and cry. if anyone talked to me id probably twitch lol. but im also very curious so id step out of wherever i live and look around me at this world ive never seen and the people ive never met and wonder about them and wonder what i missed while i was "dreaming" and id sit there and wonder for a day while just freaking out in my head and then the next day id get up and talk to someone and tell them all about the crazy dream i had and id tell myself it was just a dream like im telling this person, probably a psychotherapist, cuz i must be one crazy bitch to have dreamt my whole world and actually believed it. so id say that i know what is real is real but i think deep down, for the rest of my life i wouldnt be able to look in a mirror cuz i wouldnt realize its me and for the rest of my life id bve wondering about all the ppl i had met and become close with in my "dream" and id probly get depressed cu those ppl would be real to me, not the ppl in this alternate reality. not my psychotherapist or my stranger neighbors and family. and id always feel that reality was really the dream, not the pther way around. id never get used to it. please tell me my life isnt a dream cuz i just may cry right now. i thought waaayyyy too much about that....

Miami Metro Zoo

Yesterday I went to Miami Metro Zoo with my two friends Olivia and Sami and I took a ridiculous amount of pictures. I wanted to try taking at least half-decent photos of animals. Here are the results. Some of them have been photoshopped for effect and whatnot.

Some of these photos have human subjects. the black and white one of the girl in the green bamaboo is my best friend, Olivia, as well as the one with the girl posed kind of funny in the fog. This last picture with the little girl was a random girl standing near the misters. I didn't get to find out her name, but I liked the picture anyway. I really enjoyed going to the zoo to take these photos and I didn't even get to visit the aviary :( Next time I go I'm going to and I'm also going to mess with the lighting and stuff because some of the pictures I took came out grayish or so because of the shade and the netting and cages. Also, I need to find out how to take pictures of animals in cages without having the cages become the focus while the animals are unfocused :/ This trip I focused more on the patterns and natural lighting that was provided.