So I went and bought myself a really modest and nice little Canon powershot camera with my recent paycheck. I’ve been working at my first job since August and I’m very proud of my cute, mini paychecks I recieve every other week so I thought I’d treat myself and make my life in my Digital Photography class a little smoother, by purchasing this little beauty. And I’m glad I did I love it.
So yeah these are some nature pics I took for my photography class. When I take pictutes, I’ve been focusing a lot on movement and the rule of thirds and all that fancy stuff. To you more advanced photographers I’m sure I sound sooooo novice but ya know what? Whatever. They still turned out pretty nice, so there.
My favorite is the one with the vines sliding up the bark, I think that one was pretty spot on. The other ones are pretty basic but they’re alright. I didn’t have much time or a good place to shoot as it was in the woods behind the highschool and I had like an hour to shoot, but still. There’s beauty to be find even in such a treacherous place.
I hope you like them! Leave a comment and tell me what you think and god bless .x.
Oh, and merry late Christmas!
You all should read this, what an inspiration she is:D
Piggy Lee Pigakowski, or as we all have grown to know and love her, Miss Piggy, grew up in a small town in Iowa. In 1979, (the original voice of Miss Piggy) Frank Oz shared a little more about her early life during an interview with the NY Times — her father died when she was young, and her mother wasn’t that nice to her. She had to enter beauty contests to survive, as many single women do. She has a lot of vulnerability which she has to hide, because of her need to be a superstar.”
And a superstar she IS! Miss piggy officially entered our TV screens and our hearts on “The Muppet Show” in 1976. Her sassy attitude and her penchant for glamour quickly made this artiste one of TV’s favorite characters.
So today from moi to you, here are 7 Life Lessons from the glamorous and…
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I’m leaving tomorrow morning for an amazing camp called Bair Lake Bible Camp, I’ve gone I think 4 (maybe 5?) times so far, and every time has been memorable and perfect. I always feel so refreshed after I come back, but this time is going to be different as I’m staffing! I have no idea what it’s going to be like, but I can guess that staffing is much different then camping. I just love this camp, it’s in Lower Michigan, and if you live anywhere near there (India, Ohio, Michigan, etc.) you need to check it out because it’s amazing.
It’s pricey, but even me and my middle class family can scrape up enough spare money for it, and trust me if we can, most others can too. I mean it, it WILL change your life for the better and you’ll have the most amazing time, and you’ll make some lifelong friends for sure. I’m super shy, so I was scared-no I mean like “pee-you’re-pants” and “die-of-anxiety” scared-but I still went and made friends and had some laughs and cries and it was just a blessing to go.
The website is here: http://www.blbc.com
Anyways, I’m getting off track here. I’ll be gone for a week and will not be posting anything because we’re not allowed to have any electronics, so don’t have fun without me and I’ll talk to you all again when I return from my little paradise!
Most people only really know me because of my mom. She’s a passionate, amazing woman who really catches anyones attention (whether it be for her abnormally long shiny blond hair, or her big white smile), and she’s the type of woman you won’t forget. Because she’s so radiant, my dad is so easily forgotten, which is unfortunate because behind his gruff and scruffy apperance, he’s one of the most creative and amazing indivisuals you will ever meet.
If there is one thing I see clearly in society, and I don’t mean to offend, but if I were a betting woman, 60% of the time if a girl grows up without a dad, they tend to be more permiscuous. Boys that grow up without dad’s never learn how to be a man, or at least a good one. Of course this is not always the case, but dad’s are so important to balance out the usually overprotective traits of mothers.
When I was little and I wanted something, I learned to never go to mom to ask but my dad, and whenever I did he laughed and told me that he’s become my “yes-man”. Daughters and dad’s always have special relationships, because it’s his job to protect his girl while she’s little, and teach what kind of man she’s looking for when she’s older. And while my dad does both of those things, he does more.
Normally, men’s artistic and creative abilities are so easily overlooked. We only really see their strength or athletic ability, and because my dad is what you’d call a “manly-man”, you’d never guess that he is actually a literary genius and quite the romantic. My mom, however, is completely opposite. She’s about numbers and math, so people have always asked me, “Where do you get your artistic abilities?” and I tell them my dad. This always comes as a suprise to people, and it was only until a few years ago that I realized my dads never shown anyone this other side of him, but me.
I hope I can become famous as either an artist or poet, so that when someone looks at me and asks, “What was you’re inspiration”, I’ll proudly look at my old, middle-class, scruffy dad and say, “Him.”
I’m not going to go into depth on this very touchy issue, but I am going to have my say on it because its gained quite a reputation. When I first heard about it, I was naturally against it. I mean, when you look at it at face value, isn’t it killing a baby? Then on the other side, why should a woman have to carry a burden like that when she has a life to live? Well, NO ONE who hasn’t had to make such a hard desicion has the right to claim it just or unjust, but I will say that everyone should understand and accept both sides of the argument.
On one side, what if a woman was raped? What if there is more to the story then we can comprehend. How can you look a woman who was raped in the face and call her a killer? I know I couldn’t. A child, on average, costs a million dollars. What if she couldn’t afford the child? You just simply don’t know the story. You can’t get inside someone’s head, but again, you can’t decide it just or unjust.
On the other side, there’s always adoption. Plus, if you make the decision to have sex, you ought to keep in mind that pregnancy is always possible and if you can’t handle having a baby at that time, you shouldn’t have sex until you’re ready. Anything is possible, you shouldn’y risk something like that. Abortion is also seen as murder by some, so depending on your definition of a baby, abortion may or may not be simply illegal.
Do any of you ever get this awful urge? The one where you look through your old posts and go “What was I thinking???!” The urge that makes you want to just delete your whole account and start with a new one, preferably with a more broad name like “The Blue and Green World” so you don’t feel tied down to one single topic? Well, I haven’t posted in such a long time, and I felt awful so I got back on yesterday, but I’m feeling this urge.
Overtime, I’ve changed. When I started this blog I saw life differently and I had different ideas and things I liked, but I also grew this blog into a massive project with hundreds of followers and stats beyond what I can imagine, so how can I just burn that all to the ground?
If any of you have had this problem, I need advice! I want to write about more then just facials and beauty, I want to write about harsh reality, how my day was, and why the sky is blue! I want my topics to be as broad as possible. But I’m tied down to writing about beauty for your soul. Ugh, a terrible tradgety, I know. (yeah right).
Anyways, just pop me some comments for some advice. I badly need some!
We know that 90% of our favorite childhood celebrities (especially the one’s on Disney) grow up to cause us much embarrassment and disappointment (ex: Miley Cyrus, the kid from Home Alone, Lindsey Lohan, etc.) but Allison Mack inspired me as a kid. Me and my mom used to love the show Smallville, it was about superman’s life growing up, and the only reason I loved it so much, was because of Chloe (Allison Mack). She was an amazing actress, but I could tell that she stood out from EVERYONE on that show.
She wore her hair short, and flipped, and her fashion was all her own. I never heard of her career after the show, but I did come across a blog of hers, and I once again was inspired. She never turned into a money hungry, attention crazed super star, she became a blogger. She writes, she has a beautiful and simple blog that I really enjoy, and she’s drug-free, alcohol-free, and disappointment-free (as far as my research shows). So if your tired of being fan’s for celebrities that don’t inspire, but instead make your stomach queeze and make you angry at their latest scandal, check out Allison Mack because SHE’S whats up.