tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24343800379890579942024-03-14T03:36:00.601-03:00owleyes-Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger46125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434380037989057994.post-79965193416837843522011-10-24T21:21:00.000-03:002011-10-24T21:21:02.680-03:00http://www.flickr.com/photos/connorsurdi/6157704388/in/photostream<br />
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Connor Surdi, 18, Bellevue. Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434380037989057994.post-91598372532322545322010-09-20T16:28:00.000-03:002010-09-20T16:28:51.804-03:00Shingles on bare feet.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TJVNr8Vda5I/AAAAAAAAASg/SlwYZ4jHIqw/s1600/33..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TJVNr8Vda5I/AAAAAAAAASg/SlwYZ4jHIqw/s400/33..jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TJVNs_VJyOI/AAAAAAAAASo/q-ngKOBM6pA/s1600/34..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="282" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TJVNs_VJyOI/AAAAAAAAASo/q-ngKOBM6pA/s400/34..jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TJVNtip9RiI/AAAAAAAAASw/16pY9CUCaZA/s1600/35..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TJVNtip9RiI/AAAAAAAAASw/16pY9CUCaZA/s400/35..jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TJVNup3urlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/EsZ13hSflIU/s1600/36..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TJVNup3urlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/EsZ13hSflIU/s400/36..jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TJVNw5BlfXI/AAAAAAAAATA/ncxGqZQSFZw/s1600/37..png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TJVNw5BlfXI/AAAAAAAAATA/ncxGqZQSFZw/s400/37..png" width="400" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TJVNx9NCIjI/AAAAAAAAATI/c7ej_Fq4tpU/s1600/38..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TJVNx9NCIjI/AAAAAAAAATI/c7ej_Fq4tpU/s400/38..jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TJVNyc8NAZI/AAAAAAAAATQ/ZO6NPwyCg5A/s1600/39..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="257" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TJVNyc8NAZI/AAAAAAAAATQ/ZO6NPwyCg5A/s400/39..jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I spent most of my day sitting on the roof, eating crackers and reading a novel yesterday.. I love rooftops.</div><div style="text-align: center;">{Credit from top:<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/owlgardens/3467272936/">One.</a><a href="http://fearlessfight06.xanga.com/725108162/i-just-want-you-know-that-im-here-next-to-you/">Two.</a><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/3885781">Three.</a><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/3893348">Four.</a><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/3844238">Five.</a><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/3803908">Six.</a>No Credit.}</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434380037989057994.post-12396983458304261602010-09-18T20:05:00.000-03:002010-09-18T20:05:25.965-03:00Any man who can drive safely while kissing a pretty girl is simply not giving the kiss the attention it deserves. -Albert Einstein<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIasnPU3qBI/AAAAAAAAARo/JyWWCrkIZZY/s1600/21..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="281" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIasnPU3qBI/AAAAAAAAARo/JyWWCrkIZZY/s400/21..jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIasoY4nX8I/AAAAAAAAARw/Q7FTOs_-mPk/s1600/23..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIasoY4nX8I/AAAAAAAAARw/Q7FTOs_-mPk/s400/23..jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIaspWnnQbI/AAAAAAAAAR4/IPvc8H-Ez10/s1600/24..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIaspWnnQbI/AAAAAAAAAR4/IPvc8H-Ez10/s400/24..jpg" width="346" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIasrUNsrzI/AAAAAAAAASA/4uuZrbfu7SE/s1600/25..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIasrUNsrzI/AAAAAAAAASA/4uuZrbfu7SE/s400/25..jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIassMiodoI/AAAAAAAAASI/hQD4a9dXy-E/s1600/26..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="270" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIassMiodoI/AAAAAAAAASI/hQD4a9dXy-E/s400/26..jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIastjzB3WI/AAAAAAAAASY/LdkZuDok3tI/s1600/28..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIastjzB3WI/AAAAAAAAASY/LdkZuDok3tI/s400/28..jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIastIwgZFI/AAAAAAAAASQ/UxRYlA6nApY/s1600/27..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="293" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIastIwgZFI/AAAAAAAAASQ/UxRYlA6nApY/s400/27..jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Adorable. I love kissing photos and photos of couples.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">{Credit from top:<a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/3761550">One.</a><a href="http://kittysyellowjacket.deviantart.com/art/Nous-142890357?q=&qo=">Two.</a><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/3757095">Three.</a><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/3766610">Four.</a><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/3753698">Five.</a><a href="http://loveandlifeinpictures.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-happenings.html">Six.</a><a href="http://www.wildyoungheart.com/">Seven.</a>}</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434380037989057994.post-27778314726115096502010-09-16T16:52:00.000-03:002010-09-16T16:52:25.246-03:00Boys boys boys, We love 'em!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIapLSWdoMI/AAAAAAAAAQY/oL4SO7fQqOI/s1600/4..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIapLSWdoMI/AAAAAAAAAQY/oL4SO7fQqOI/s400/4..jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIapQs7fVWI/AAAAAAAAAQg/DDCFC8qpo2c/s1600/16..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="250" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIapQs7fVWI/AAAAAAAAAQg/DDCFC8qpo2c/s400/16..jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIapSBqJjmI/AAAAAAAAAQo/clj3zm4Wm_Y/s1600/17..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIapSBqJjmI/AAAAAAAAAQo/clj3zm4Wm_Y/s400/17..jpg" width="267" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIapTK_ORNI/AAAAAAAAAQw/j56Y_DOcO0o/s1600/18..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="277" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIapTK_ORNI/AAAAAAAAAQw/j56Y_DOcO0o/s400/18..jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIapTmj5VQI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/2oahElgp-Tc/s1600/19..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIapTmj5VQI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/2oahElgp-Tc/s400/19..jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIapUl_J34I/AAAAAAAAARA/kDX_OQPLyiY/s1600/20..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIapUl_J34I/AAAAAAAAARA/kDX_OQPLyiY/s400/20..jpg" width="302" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIapdS5ZbqI/AAAAAAAAARQ/YQVMuEOduXY/s1600/22..png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="282" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIapdS5ZbqI/AAAAAAAAARQ/YQVMuEOduXY/s400/22..png" width="400" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIapfiYlLOI/AAAAAAAAARY/BJtki0PWHXE/s1600/30..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIapfiYlLOI/AAAAAAAAARY/BJtki0PWHXE/s400/30..jpg" width="400" /></a><img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIaphKq5aMI/AAAAAAAAARg/T8ov_XZ7g1o/s400/Dix-Sept..jpg" width="400" /></div>Tattoos, piercings,tendons, nine o'clock shadows, oh my!<br />
{Credit from top: <a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/3759325">One.</a><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/3759324">Two.</a><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/3748321">Three.</a><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/3726620">Four.</a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40858423@N03/4959054672/">Five.</a><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/3764282">Six.</a><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/3761997">Seven.</a><a href="http://beautyineverything.com/4959290087">Eight.</a><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/3355182">Nine.</a>}<br />
<a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/3759325"></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434380037989057994.post-30072160829208585322010-09-07T17:58:00.000-03:002010-09-07T17:58:15.900-03:00Hair lust.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIalE8YjJiI/AAAAAAAAAPY/8a_wGLlFsCM/s1600/3..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIalE8YjJiI/AAAAAAAAAPY/8a_wGLlFsCM/s400/3..jpg" width="355" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIalFvcaknI/AAAAAAAAAPg/if3tsHY7R4o/s1600/6..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="282" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIalFvcaknI/AAAAAAAAAPg/if3tsHY7R4o/s400/6..jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIalGxHqNkI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Z7VTyL-FrGg/s1600/7..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIalGxHqNkI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Z7VTyL-FrGg/s400/7..jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIalIsBK83I/AAAAAAAAAPw/LarpEONSd0s/s1600/14..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIalIsBK83I/AAAAAAAAAPw/LarpEONSd0s/s400/14..jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIaln69oLiI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Pg63QwTGbZo/s1600/10..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIaln69oLiI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Pg63QwTGbZo/s400/10..jpg" width="266" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIalL3JnvwI/AAAAAAAAAQI/cPUK3W6g4zc/s1600/Quatorze..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIalL3JnvwI/AAAAAAAAAQI/cPUK3W6g4zc/s400/Quatorze..jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIalLGo7MfI/AAAAAAAAAQA/cgSN665LC9g/s1600/11..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TIalLGo7MfI/AAAAAAAAAQA/cgSN665LC9g/s400/11..jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;">These are just a handful of the photos I have saved because I adore the girls' hair! Either the colour, style or length of the hair in these photos makes me wish I had multiple heads of hair so that I could wear it in all of these styles! </div><div style="text-align: center;">{Credit from top: <a href="http://luckka.deviantart.com/art/Redhead-120533956?q=boost%3Apopular+in%3Aphotography+redhead&qo=18">One.</a><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/3762446">Two.</a><a href="http://bazarpopefashion.blogspot.com/2010/03/laco-no-cabelo.html">Three.</a><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/3756417">Four.</a><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/3756837">Five.</a><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/3566718">Six.</a><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/3756842">Seven.</a>}</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434380037989057994.post-5728609982939413412010-08-29T21:44:00.000-03:002010-08-29T21:44:14.714-03:00Blanket Forts.Someone said to me today "You're 15, almost 16. You're way too old to be making blanket forts." I don't think you are ever too old to pretend to be a child. Just because you have grown old doesn't mean you have to grow up. <br />
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</b><span style="font-family: georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"><b>Adults are obsolete children. ~Dr. Seuss</b><br />
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{Credit from top: <a href="http://one./">.</a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ianton/1761714146/">One.</a><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/3538758">Two.</a><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/1719860">Three.</a><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/3534715">Four.</a><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/3348349">Five.</a>}</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434380037989057994.post-88911088228322840522010-08-19T23:39:00.000-03:002010-08-19T23:39:17.894-03:00J U M P<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TG3m_uijMzI/AAAAAAAAALw/d5fxZdlwcLc/s1600/Three..bmp" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" height="262" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TG3m_uijMzI/AAAAAAAAALw/d5fxZdlwcLc/s400/Three..bmp" width="400" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TG3nKSbKM2I/AAAAAAAAAL4/3zh48uZmZsU/s1600/Fourteen..bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="366" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TG3nKSbKM2I/AAAAAAAAAL4/3zh48uZmZsU/s400/Fourteen..bmp" width="400" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TG3nLnxsn6I/AAAAAAAAAMA/eM6AXx42QLA/s1600/33..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TG3nLnxsn6I/AAAAAAAAAMA/eM6AXx42QLA/s400/33..jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TG3nMVhyZzI/AAAAAAAAAMI/SJ6-FLbgNOs/s1600/34..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TG3nMVhyZzI/AAAAAAAAAMI/SJ6-FLbgNOs/s400/34..jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TG3nOz4O1kI/AAAAAAAAAMY/R4AxDH0-2zQ/s1600/36..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TG3nOz4O1kI/AAAAAAAAAMY/R4AxDH0-2zQ/s400/36..jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TG3nM1iqCvI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/1ot6B1lIS04/s1600/35..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TG3nM1iqCvI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/1ot6B1lIS04/s400/35..jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TG3nPqUjktI/AAAAAAAAAMg/B6DN2DdFGF8/s1600/37..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TG3nPqUjktI/AAAAAAAAAMg/B6DN2DdFGF8/s400/37..jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TG3nQQIvZUI/AAAAAAAAAMo/OYBO_zmWDIs/s1600/38..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="307" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0lmCvKh5ycw/TG3nQQIvZUI/AAAAAAAAAMo/OYBO_zmWDIs/s400/38..jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/taywest2/4585879710/"></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">I love jumping photos. They are so fun and beautiful.<br />
{Credit from top: <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/taywest2/4585879710/">One.</a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/catherine-emily/4576296780/">Two.</a><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/2116580">Three.</a><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/2108465">Four.</a><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/2076398">Five.</a><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/1686324">Six.</a><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/1993027">Seven.</a><a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/1977126">Eight.</a>}</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><h1 style="margin: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">“Living at risk is jumping off the cliff and building your wings on the way down.”<br />
-Ray Bradbury</span></h1><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
xx</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434380037989057994.post-1086868784176441212010-04-24T11:13:00.000-03:002010-04-24T11:13:07.577-03:00The monumental fail of BMFA.When I said I would do BMF, I didn't picture it like this at all. I have blogged probably three times in April. Whoops. <br />
<ol><li>I had a photo shoot with my friend Esther last weekend. Photos <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/creatively-random">here</a>. Today I have a shoot with the Usuals.</li>
<li>I made cookies.</li>
<li>I fell for someone, but have now given up. It won't work.</li>
<li>I miss people.</li>
</ol>Hopefully I will blog more often. I won't make any promises though.Bye xxUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434380037989057994.post-45107794529832271582010-04-08T19:07:00.001-03:002010-04-08T19:07:50.861-03:00Why the Octopus has Three Hearts.Long ago, in a far away land, there sat a beautiful woman named Phsyche who was ready to wed. The beautiful girl had her choice of all the men in the kingdom except for the one man she wanted, Osiris. Phsyche wished to marry no one other than Osiris, but was unable to get his attention. For Osiris was utterly in love with another woman.<br />
Phsyche plotted and schemed for twelve months, but every plan she attempted was unsuccessful. One day, she got word that Osiris was engaged to Aglaia. Phsyche’s heart broke into two pieces, but she refused to give up. She decided to try once more to gain Osiris’ love and admiration. She went out to a meadow laden with blue, yellow and orange flowers, bringing with her a large wicker filled with assorted fruits and wine. Phsyche gathered the colourful flowers and laid them in her basket. When she was ready, she ascended the steps to the sacred temple on top of mount Olympus. Once there she offered the contents of her basket to Hera, goddess of marriage, and prayed to her. Hera heard her and looked down from her place amongst the clouds. Stunned by Phsyche’s beauty, Hera descended from the heavens.<br />
“What do you wish from Hera?” Phsyche explained her situation and told the goddess about Osiris’ soon-to-happen marriage to Aglaia. She pleaded with Hera to break the marriage and make Osiris fall in love with her instead. Hera was furious at Phsyche for asking such a thing and cursed her to spend the rest of eternity alone. <br />
Even after Hera’s refusal to break up the marriage, Phsyche was still determined to get Osiris. Under cover of darkness she snuck into the temple where Aglaia and Osiris were staying to poison Aglaia. She saw two glasses of rich red wine perched atop a metal tray on stone bench in the middle of the large room. It was the perfect opportunity. As she poisoned Aglaia’s wine, Phsyche heard laughter in the other room. She fumbled with the flask and a drop of the murky liquid escaped into the second glass. Phsyche fled to the bushes lining the house and watched as Osiris led Aglaia by the hand and helped her into one of the chairs. He picked up the wine, took a sip and instantly collapsed dead onto the floor. Aglaia let out a cry and flew to his side. Phsyche’s heart broke into a third piece at the sight of her dead love. The colour drained from her face and tears pooled silently in her eyes.<br />
Phsyche ran with all her might to the sea side where the roaring and crashing waves would conceal the sound of her anguished sobs. Poseidon, god of the sea, had seen what she had done. He waved his golden trident and condemned her to live with her grief forever by turning her into an immortal three hearted, eight legged, sea monster. He named his creation the octopus.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434380037989057994.post-88987761645071730962010-04-06T13:10:00.000-03:002010-04-06T13:10:26.091-03:00Let's drive away from here and see the sunsets mirrored in the ocean.<div class="post_content"> <div class="post_title"> I am itching to learn how to drive. </div>Someone will teach me this summer or I will teach myself. Which will be a disaster, but it needs to happen. I need to be able to drive for many reasons. That's right. In true Josephine blogging style, a list.<br />
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<ol><li>Photography. I need to carry equipement and outfits and actually go out for the day and shoot. I wouldn't only be able to go walking distance away. </li>
<li>Road trips. I am the oldest in our foursome known as The Usuals. I am also the planner. We would have so much fun on a road trip. Sherry strumming her guitar in her own little world, Erin and I fighting over music choices and Caroline singing along to everything. Random stops at Timmies for bagels (while bickering about how to pronounce bagel) and ice caps. Thrift shopping. Photos. </li>
<li>Running away for a while. I can just take the car and go. Be alone with my music and my thoughts. No one to tell me that I am not good enough. No one to tell me that I need to be happy. No one asking questions that I don't know the answer to.</li>
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<div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>xoxo </i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="post_content"><div> </div><div class="post_title" style="text-align: center;"><b> "Sometimes, running away means you’re headed in the exact right direction." </b></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>- Alice Hoffman</b></div></div><br />
</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434380037989057994.post-65770949989045126352010-04-03T12:21:00.001-03:002010-04-03T12:21:40.133-03:00BEDA?BEDA. Blog Every Day in April (ahhh).<br />
I was planning on doing BEDA again this year but have decided that I won't. Instead I will do BMFA. Blog More Frequently in April. <br />
It could be daily, it could be weekly or even bi-weekly. I will <i>try </i>to write a post every second day. <br />
xoxoUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434380037989057994.post-68073307160201198702010-04-02T23:38:00.000-03:002010-04-02T23:45:12.564-03:00Get To Know Me.<strong>Birthplace:</strong> Surrey, BC<br />
<strong>Current Location</strong>: New Brunswick<br />
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<strong>When did you start photography?</strong> About two years ago is when I first picked up a camera and thought to myself,<em> I could really get into this.</em><br />
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<strong>Favorite Shows</strong>: I don't watch much television (I have seen every episode of One Tree Hill though).<br />
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<strong>Favorite Movie</strong>: Meet Joe Black<br />
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<strong>Favorite Place(s):</strong> Quebec, the field near my house. <br />
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<strong>Where would you like to go in the near future?</strong> Surrey, BC.<br />
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<strong>In the distant?</strong> Ireland, England, Kenya.<br />
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<strong>Hobbies</strong>: Photography, reading, tumblr.<br />
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<strong>Dream</strong>: To travel the world. To be able to make a reasonable living off of my photos. To go on a mission with the Sea Shepherd Organization.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434380037989057994.post-31298241458514828272010-03-02T16:11:00.000-04:002010-03-02T16:12:17.917-04:00Thirty Days of Blogging- COMPLETE.<span style="font-style: italic;">Day 01 — Your favorite song </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Day 02 — Your favorite movie</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Day 03 — Your favorite television program</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Day 04 — Your favorite book</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Day 05 — Your favorite quote</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Day 06 — Whatever tickles your fancy</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Day 07 — A photo that makes you happy</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Day 08 — A photo that makes you angry/sad</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Day 09 — A photo you took</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Day 10 — A photo of you taken over ten years ago</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Day 11 — A photo of you taken recently</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Day 12 — Whatever tickles your fancy</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Day 13 — A fictional book</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Day 14 — A non-fictional book</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Day 15 — A fanfic</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Day 16 — A song that makes you cry (or nearly)</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Day 17 — An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.)</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Day 18 — Whatever tickles your fancy</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Day 19 — A talent of yours</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Day 20 — A hobby of yours</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Day 21 — A recipe</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Day 22 — A website</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Day 23 — A YouTube video</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Day 24 — Whatever tickles your fancy</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Day 25 — Your day, in great detail</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Day 26 — Your week, in great detail</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Day 27 — This month, in great detail</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Day 28 — This year, in great detai</span>l<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Day 29 — Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Day 30 — Whatever tickles your fancy</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434380037989057994.post-66986021542127599252010-03-02T16:01:00.000-04:002010-03-02T16:10:07.753-04:00Day 30 — Whatever tickles your fancyLast night was the first Movie Night with The Usuals. We had so much fun even though 1/4 of our foursome was missing. We watched Hitch, The Notebook, Couples Retreat and Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants. We laughed, cried, sobbed, laughed, gasped in horror and cried again. We slept a total of 3 hours. It was fantastic.<br />I am listening to Nefarious Fauxpod... again. It is a podcast that is made up of four youtubers. It is HILARIOUS. Better with no pants.<br />This month is over. I would say that I will continue to blog daily/weekly but I highly doubt that I will keep that promise. I will promise that I will participate in BEDA again this year.<br />xxUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434380037989057994.post-33359465583319103102010-03-01T14:58:00.000-04:002010-03-01T15:06:12.569-04:00Day 29 — Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 dayslet me just do this Alaska Young style: With a list.<br /><u>The Next Three Hundred and Sixty Five (or technically 305) Days.</u><br /><ol><li>Accomplish <a href="http://www.threesixtyfivesunlitkisses.tumblr.com/">Project 365.</a></li><li>Spend hours doing absolutely nothing besides laughing uncontrollably with my friends.<br /></li><li>Get more experienced with <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/creatively-random/">photography</a>. </li><li>Read more. Much more.</li><li>Concerts? yes please.<br /></li><li>Meet people from the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Internet</span>. My <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Internet</span> friends are amazing.<br /></li><li>Make at least 90 in maths.<br /></li><li>Meet (and kiss)<a href="http://streamsofmoonlight.tumblr.com/"> this boy.</a></li><li>Keep up this blog.</li><li>Stop caring what people think. </li><li>Travel.<br /></li><li>Meet the man who I share 23 <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">chromosomes</span> with.<br /></li><li>Pull all of (or most of) the pranks in Paper Towns and then some.</li><li>Start <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">vlogging</span> /videos. I did do it for a bit, but I became very self <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">conscious</span> and deleted them all.<br /></li><li>Be happy.</li></ol>xxUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434380037989057994.post-8993504507170521802010-02-28T23:06:00.000-04:002010-02-28T23:07:18.108-04:00Day 28 — This year, in great detaili don't have time. it is late. idec about this anymore.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434380037989057994.post-25882335466332058872010-02-27T19:04:00.000-04:002010-02-27T19:05:12.453-04:00Day 27 — This month, in great detaili don't feel like it.<br />wow, these are getting boring. run out of ideas near the end much?<br />:\Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434380037989057994.post-35705730695177156942010-02-26T16:48:00.000-04:002010-02-26T17:11:46.830-04:00Day 26 — Your week, in great detaili don't feel like it explaining my entire week. I am very lazy right now and need to research peanut butter.<br />did you know that Thomas Jefferson was a peanut farmer? C'est vrai!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434380037989057994.post-82462868974215386922010-02-25T16:58:00.000-04:002010-02-25T17:05:02.728-04:00Day 25 — Your day, in great detailI woke up this morning and almost missed my bus because i was busy emailing. I got to school and talked to my friends before going to math class ( which i spent talking to esther and sleeping). In english we started watching The Outsiders. I adore the book and the movie seems to be pretty good as well. During phys. ed. everyone made fun of me. I ate Erin's carrots at lunch and then went to music. Watched the dark knight and did a sheet on shaprs and flats. Then i read. I had a test in french. Now i am home.<br />the. end.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434380037989057994.post-40790528925635976642010-02-24T16:47:00.000-04:002010-02-24T16:59:40.865-04:00Day 24 — Whatever tickles your fancyI was 100% certain that today was Thursday. I argued with my first period class and the teacher about it. I almost got kicked out of class because I was CERTAIN IT WAS THURSDAY. I spent the rest of the day completely confused and flustered.<br />My friends and I are starting a monthly movie night. It will be a much needed break from the chaos of the world. There will be no phones and no internet for the entire night. It is just one night. We will survive. We've all agreed that more time needs to be spent together. I am very excited.<br />March break starts on Monday! One week off of school is going to be amazing. I need to fix my sleep patterns, haha.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434380037989057994.post-13132753750840310692010-02-23T16:53:00.000-04:002010-02-23T16:54:54.580-04:00Day 23 — A YouTube video<object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FyQi79aYfxU&hl=en_GB&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FyQi79aYfxU&hl=en_GB&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434380037989057994.post-72048858239175799062010-02-22T17:05:00.000-04:002010-02-22T17:06:59.935-04:00Day 22 — A website<a href="http://tumblr.com">TUMBLR.COM </a><br />i love this website. it is more like a community. we all look out for each other. it is a great place to make friends. i have made so many great friends thanks to this website.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434380037989057994.post-39043900273923984302010-02-21T16:51:00.000-04:002010-02-21T16:59:44.075-04:00Day 21 — A recipe<span style="font-weight: bold;"><u>Apple Crisp</span> </u><br /><br />4 to 5 medium cooking apples, peeled, cored and sliced<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Topping</span>:<br />1 cup all-purpose flour<br />3/4 cup packed brown sugar<br />1 teaspoon cinnamon<br />1/2 cup butter<br />1 cup oats<br />(that is the original recipe, but i always double the topping half because that is the best part)<br /><br />:) i am going to go eat some of this now.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434380037989057994.post-55271457836906227742010-02-20T18:49:00.000-04:002010-02-20T19:03:28.366-04:00Day 20 — A hobby of yours<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/creatively-random/">photography. </a><br />reading. internet.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0