I miss collaging. I haven't really gotten to do any since I had mono and made Brian that notebook that I bt he never uses... But oh well. I had fun making it. Ok, as soon as I have the money, I am going to buy glue, tons of tape, and a bunch of composition notebooks. Then I'll just go through all the magazines and catalogs we get and cut them to pieces and make a bunch of stuff :) I now have something to look forward to. Oh, and I got the job I wanted. Woo!

Dear Spanish Mistress,

You are coming back for a little while and I am so freaking excited. Remember when we would spend hours at Lake Elizabeth singing to people? That was fun. I think we should do it again. Or going to visit Grigg and take pictures in all those freaking hats? I miss those times. But it reminds me a lot of a song by our other BFF. (haha)

I'm Only Me When I'm With You
Friday night beneath the stars,
in a field behind your yard,
you and I are paintin' pictures in the sky.
And sometimes we don't say a thing;
just listen to the crickets sing.
Everything I need is right here by my side.
And I know everything about you
I don't wanna live without you.

I'm only up when you're not down.
Don't wanna fly if you're still on the ground.
It's like no matter what I do.
Well you drive me crazy half the time;
the other half I'm only trying to let you know that what I feel is true.
And I'm only me when I'm with you.

Just a small town boy and girl
livin' in a crazy world.
Tryin' to figure out what is and isn't true.
And I don't try to hide my tears.
The secrets or my deepest fears.
Through it all nobody gets me like you do.
And you know everything about me.
You say that you can't live without me.

When I'm with anybody else it's so hard to be myself.
Only you can tell.

That I'm only up when you're not down.
Don't wanna fly if you're still on the ground.
It's like no matter what I do.
Well you drive me crazy half the time;
the other half I'm only trying to let you know that what I feel is true.
And I'm only me
Who I wanna be
Well, I'm only me when I'm with you

Dear Abbey Road Album,

This picture is on the back of you and I really don't think its a symbol of anything, but apparently some people do. They say that John is the Priest, Ringo is the attendee of the funeral, Paul is the corpse, and George is the grave digger. Oh silly people. I don't think too much into the voodoo myths that some put so much value into, but I just wanted to say that you're a pretty good album and I enjoy listening to you in the car with my dad. Too bad you can't keep up the good work......

Dear 1950's,

I would just like to take a minute to thank you for providing so many beautiful things. I know that not everyone likes you, but I have to say that you haven't failed me at all. From your fashion to your cheesy movies, I am quite honored and pleased to say that I admire you.

Top 20 Favorite things that you have given to the world:
1. Gorgeous actors in their prime. (see photo)
2. Poodle skirts
3. Very classy cars, of which my favorite one ever came from you. The 1957 Cadillac DeVille.
4. Ball point pens.
5. Ritz Crackers. Mmmmm.
6. The baby boom of post WW2. Welcome to the world, Father.
7. The first oral cotraceptive. Bye Bye acne and pms.
8. Credit Cards. Though sometimes, you are not a favorite.
9. More famous icons. Bing Crosby, Bob Hope, John Wayne, James Stewart, Frank Sinatra, and Marilyn Monroe
10. Color T.V.
11. Frozen French Fries
12. The original Twilight Zone
13. Mr. Potato Head
14. Hoola Hoops
15. Jackson Pollock
16. Johnny Cash
17. Basically the decade with only well-respected athletes...
18. I Love Lucy
19. Dwight D. Eisenhower
20. Lord of the Rings. Heh heh heh.

Dear Sami,

Thank you infinitely for letting me a part of your family. You are all so beatiful and I am eternally grateful to have you as a role model in my life. I hope the 6 you have now and the 6 to come (heh heh heh)continue to see the beauty and strength you hold that I admire so greatly. LOVE YOU!!

Polaroid Collection

So for an art class one year, we were asked to photograph "in the life" with polaroids. Since then, i've had an unhealthy love towards polaroids and thought i'd post some of the pieces on here. enjoy :)

Invictus

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how straight the gate;
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate.
I am the captain of my soul.




-William Ernest Henley