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Sunday, February 27, 2011

Reminiscing in my Old Writing

You know what hurts? When there's nothing  you can say, when there's nothing you can do, and you just have to watch this person who you care so much about as they hurt - that sucks. Have you ever been in that moment when you realize that they're hurting worse than you are? Except, you don't know how they feel. The thing is, you've never felt that. You can't sympathize. You can't give them any advice and you can't tell them you know what they mean. It makes you feel completely and utterly helpless.

There is a picture at this link. It isn't my picture, but I found it just surfing through Google Images. I thought I'd share it with you. And with this, I'll move away from depressing topics.


I guess today would be a good day to share one of my random hobbies with you. I love to write. I love words. So, in my spare time, I often write a little bit. Usually just snippets that turn into a part of a story that ends up being tossed into a folder and ignored when I decide I no longer like it. One such story began with but a single paragraph, written only because I was bored. I wrote 6 and a half chapters off of it, and decided it wasn't going to work in the way I had thought originally. I don't like the rest of the story, but I suppose I could share that first paragraph with you. Let me know what you think; constructive criticism is always welcome.

I open the curtains in my room and the sunshine pours through the glass, illuminating my room.  I push open the window to let in the crisp autumn air.  A soft morning breeze ruffles my damp hair and sends a chill over my skin. My dog stretches and yawns on the rug.  I breathe in the taste of fall with a calm appreciation.  This is my heaven.
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Please keep in mind, I wrote this two years ago. I also didn't edit it before posting this. I'm not completely happy with it, but I'm not sure if I want to do anything with it yet, so I left it the way it was. Thus, it isn't really my best writing.


Remembering,
Shansie

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Bonding Time with my Digital Camera

So, I got a digital camera from my parents for Christmas. I've been wanting one for a while, but I've been making do with my cell phone camera. Not exactly the best quality pictures, let me tell you. Besides, when I accidentally broke my phone in half(Good thing it had a warranty.), I had to get a new phone. Same type, only this one wasn't broken in half, and it had a factory defect. Gotta love those, right? So, the camera likes to be silly. You know what it really really likes to do? It likes to take alien pictures. Or monster pictures, really, it isn't all that picky. What I mean is that the pictures show up green and fuzzy. Don't believe me?

How about now?

Yeah. It's pretty bad. So you can guess how excited I was about my new camera. I was ecstatic. So I've been playing around with photography lately. I learned today that I love the fog, but it's so hard to take pictures in! When you get a cool picture, it's so exciting! However, I didn't really like any of my foggy pictures enough to show you. Sorry! However, I thought you might enjoy a non-foggy picture that I took today. So, here it is, in all of it's amateur glory. Or lack of glory. I'm not really sure which it is.

You see that there? That's a squirrel.

So yeah, after taking several pictures of this squirrel, I felt like I had really accomplished something in my photo-session. It made me pretty happy, to be quite honest. I think I'm just easily amused. 

Anyways, on other topics, I would love to post some sappy Valentine's Day blog post about how wonderful my boyfriend is. However, that's way too cliche. So, rather than an entire blog post, here is my Valentine's Day in a nutshell:

For Valentine's day, he gave me a bag of Lindor Truffles, a Teddy bear that was holding a "Happy Valentine's Day" heart, and a Goo Goo Dolls CD. Best. Valentine's. Presents. Ever. Not only do I collect Teddy bears, but he's gotten me addicted to the Goo Goo Doll's music, and we're going to a concert of theirs in April. Somehow, Valentine's day seems a lot less pointless now.

Not hating on Val--SQUIRREL!
Shansie

P.S. I really want to watch the movie UP now. Thanks, Mr. Squirrel.