I shot a wedding in September and just finished the pictures like five minutes ago... i'm horrible. Here are the flower pictures. The brides grandfather grew all of them. I am really happy with all of the pictures and god i should make a photography website to showcase my stuff for summer jobs. Maybe I will.
I should be doing homework. Or other important things. However, I will not. At this time. I am thinking about words and how they have their glory time but then they become these cliché words. And I think it is unfair to these words to make them clichés. Example: random. Random used to be a word that meant "made, done, happening or chosen without conscious decision." However, now it rings of "sarcastic teenager, looking down her nose, judging someone less fortunate than her perfect self." The first time I heard someone use the work random with this new connotation was a few years ago, when I worked in a call center. I sat beside this older lady, who I will call Maureen, who was quite religious, conservative, yet somewhat eccentric... if that is possible. Beside her, sat this hip, popular, pretty, young lady who was laughing with her friends. I will call her Luna. Maureen just hung up with a particularly annoying customer, threw her hands up in frustration, and made this strange, gobble-like sound. Luna looked over, made this eye-rolling snot-face and said, "umm, RAND-DUMB!" After that, young people everywhere were saying random-this and random-that.
I was looking through some of my teenaged-cousin's pictures on Facebook, and three times in the same album, she used the word keen. Since when do kids say that? Is keen the next random? The next word cliché? Do you like how I am using accent graves and accent aigus, by the way? I guess my point is that I dislike when people choose words to have a 15-minutes of fame, because if I use the word (it's pre glory-time meaning, of course) during the 15 minutes, I feel like I'm trying really hard to be hip, which makes me look old, because I'm not hip. And I also hate then when the 15 minutes are over, and I use the word, I look old again, because I'm using a word that used to be hip, but is no longer hip.
I know a girl who said cliché three times in the same conversation. She was making cliché a cliché. That is like, metaphysical or something.
So. Yeah. I'm going to compile a list of clichéd words.
*Update*
Here are some other things that annoy the fuck out of me:
1. "I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired."
2. Hearting people/things, as in "I heart my boyfriend" or "Jill hearts obituaries."
3. 24/7 Facebook updates, especially when they talk about either your work schedule, your children's illnesses, incredibly personal things or how much you hate your life. Also, if I delete you because I'm annoyed by your status updates, don't try to be my friend again. Especially if I haven't talked to you in 11 years.
4. People that do not know the difference between your and you're. I understand typos, but when it happens frequently... not good.
Also, here's some stuff that I like:
1. I think I'm a fan of Lilly Allen, especially her cover of Womanizer and the song called Nan, You're a Window Shopper.
2.
That's all I can think of right now.
I woke up this morning, on my 27th birthday, to a giant snow storm that delayed school. Perfect birthday present. We went back to bed and watched a movie called Stardust that is maybe one of my favorite movies. It's about a falling star who is a woman and there are witches and princes and princesses and lots of magical love story. These are some funny dead princes.
I had to finish writing a paper and it disappeared from my computer. Not happy, really. I'm rewriting it pretty quickly, though. So that's good. However, not a happy birthday present. We finally got plowed out and Troy went to work. I'm not going to school though. Maybe when I finish my paper i can start reading twilight 4!! so excited!
ugh. i think i like blogging again but i have nothing to say today. probably cause i slept all day yesterday. Ok bye. maybe more later
We had a birthday party last night for a bunch of people. There were five people (including me) that have birthdays within the week, sooo. Mine is tomorrow. I made these cards.
This was for Troy. The picture is of a blues singer, Leadbelly, and his wife. On the inside, I wrote something like "If you don't have fun at the party, we'll have to pump some bellies full of lead."
This was for Troy's cousin, Shane. He likes UFC. 
This was for Troy's other cousin Joni, who has the same birthday as me and shares my love for Edward.
This was for my uncle Kim, who's name is really Jim, and who shares a birthday with me and Joni. He works at the youth detention center. He also enjoys John Prine. So I changed the words of a John Prine song to make it birthday-like.
So I got beautiful flowers, Breaking Dawn, a Team Edward keychain, and mini eggs from Troy. And lots of cards and scratch tickets and lottery tickets and a bunch of other things. We stayed up quite late and thus slept/puked all day. Mom and Dad had us over for supper and on the way there, I had to puke but I was trying to hold it to I got there cause i didn't want to puke on the side of the road. My hands went all tingly and eventually so did my lips and i was kind of scared. Then we got there and I puked in the bathroom and my hands and lips went back to normal. Thank God.
Then I ate supper and now I feel way better.
The best birthday present ever, other than Twilight #4, that is, would be for it to storm like crazy so that school for me and work for troy will be cancelled tomorrow. Please please please.
Want to hear a story of another time that I drank too much and got really really sick? Who likes puke stories? So, I drank a lot, then I went to bed. I woke up in the middle of the night and RAN to the bathroom. I did not, however, make it to the toilet. I power puked ALL OVER the bathroom. I kept yelling "TROY, Don't come in here! There is puke EVERYWHERE." Over and over. And I mean everywhere. Like on the floor of the whole bathroom. In the bathtub, in the DRAWER?!?!, behind the toilet, in the sink.... everywhere. Like squishing under my feet. And just barely any IN the toilet. Pretty awesome. So i changed my pjs and went back to bed. Soon after, I woke up with another wave of nausea and went back to puke and was like "TROY!!! Don't come in here! There's puke everywhere!!!!!" I actually had to have a shower before I could go back to bed. If this doesn't make you proud to be my friend, I don't know what would.
I think my body is trying to tell me something?
Haha I just remembered pizza christ and how funny james and i thought it was but maybe no one else did.
This is the cake I made for Troy. It's all lens flared and chocolatey. Pretty delicious. I was worried because I always put so much time into cakes (when I make them, which is not often) but I always mess them up by burning them or not cooking them enough. Also my oven is shitty and burns everything. Wow I'm old.
I'm happier than yesterday. except i have to write two-three papers and it is spring break. i didn't go anything really except I am making a mobile of birds and twigs, which I do while watching tv at night. i think tv zapped some creativity out of me. did i say this yesterday? that i don't feel creative anymore really, but people think i'm crafty, except i mostly get patterns for stuff from the internet instead of coming up with ideas. This is something that I find depressing. Also, I used to make fun of people that watched tv all night every night, but I am really becoming one of those people. I used to not watch any tv, then I started watching House. Then Lost. Then it was like a cascade of addiction to stupid shows. Now, I watch Bones, Grey's Anatomy, sometimes ER, Jeopardy (but who doesn't), and I can't think of any other ones. I will watch the CSI and Law & Order shows if nothing else is on. And I don't even have cable. And I don't watch Lost anymore because it's not on CTV this year. This tv thing only started when I started school. The excuse that I came up with is that I think so much during school, and tv allows me to not think at all, which is a nice break. Now it is the reason I am up with that I am getting fatter and fatter cause I could go outside and walk or do something else but i lay on the couch. I think I am going to make it a goal to only watch the shows that I REALLY want to watch and really stop the other ones. Like here is the horrible thing. I like to watch the news sometimes, but after that, there is a half hour until jeopardy where there is only entertainment news and coronation street. i made myself start watching coronation street because i thought it was the lesser of two evils. But really, instead of forcing myself to watch coronation street, couldn't i go for a walk or read a good book or something? Man, i sometimes feel like life has been sucked out of me. i think i need to do something about that. No tv other than jeopardy for a week? maybe i'll try. maybe not though.
Troy's birthday today. I will bake a cake and make supper. I stayed up late and now troy is home from work and snoring so i can't sleep in. i wish spring break was more break-like. i have two papers to write. i unhappy today. i'll be better later if i sleep some more, maybe.
i went for lunch with girls yesterday. then we went to look at art in summerside. who knew it was such a difficult thing to do? The Lefurgy Center (the art/historical center of summerside) was closed. There was an exhibit at the archives center but it was one living-room sized room with crappy-ish art from nscad students and it made me pretty mad that i didn't get in to nscad when i applied however many years ago because i was better than that. i would maybe just be bored with art now though if i had gone there. cause i'm bored with photography. that didn't take long. i think if i had been a full-time photography as soon as i graduated i would maybe not be bored. i got kind of depressed because we went shopping and we were talking about how we used to dress all fun and colorfully but we're more boring in our clothing choices now. I think the more i get older the more i am not creative or not caring about expression. but it makes me depressed that i am not. so i guess i care about expression but am out of practice or something. ugh i'm getting old and fatter. then we went to dooly's and a guy showed up who was in a wheel chair and talking about all the things he does and was saying that we basically shouldn't be lazy ass holes because if he can do it without the use of his legs then we can too.
i really really love nursing and school and stuff but this semester is stupid because now i go to public health, which will be super boring and my nursing class is super boring. but i have two science classes (pharmacology and pathophysiology) that i really like and am surprisingly doing really well in. I'm scared that the rest of the nursing classes are going to be boring. I mostly just want to hang out in the hospital more, and not so much in public health offices that are cold and concrete basements. also i am pretty disappointed in myself when i don't do well. or even when i know i did well but that i could have done better. seriously, i got 96% on an exam and was really mad that i didn't get 100%. And I got 76% on a paper and was so unbelievably angry.
I'm really not this cranky and depressed every day. I am mostly just tired and maybe it's time for aunt flow to visit. god that's gross sounding.
aunt flow
period
THAT time of the month
ragging
i can't think of other terms right now but seriously, with terms like that, it doesn't make a woman feel very womanly. it mostly makes women feel gross and doomed. "THAT TIME OF THE MONTH" sounds like "THE END OF THE WORLD FOR A FEW DAYS" to me. and what the fuck is a PERIOD. end of the sentence. end of the world? see?
we also talked about how periods change kind of according to the moon, or birth control pills or the presence of another woman (possible the alpha female?) and that kind of made me depressed too because i am not on schedule with the moon, and I am not on birth control pills, and i am just in a class with a bunch of girls who are maybe more alpha than i am so i was thinking that my female parts are at the mercy of a bunch of girls that i mostly don't even know/like. And i am wondering who is the alpha girl and maybe we should all attack her like a bunch of wolves and fight till the finish and i will dominate and be the leader of ovulation. I remember reading a book a long time ago that was about a woman who lived in the woods with no one else and she got her period on the full moon of every month, and that sounded really romantic to me. at the time, i just so happened to not really have any friends or a boyfriend so i mostly went to work and went home and i started noticing that my period became more schedule with the moon (seriously i'm not lying) and it made me feel womanly and like strong and powerful or something. but then i started hanging out with some other girls at work and my period changed. It kind of makes me feel weak or something. Except they were maybe on birth control pills so they can't change so i have to? I really don't like that feeling. I would much rather be ruled by the moon than some fuckin girls that sit behind me and whisper-gossip to each other through class.
I am a delicate flower.
So maybe I'll try blogging again, since I'm on spring break and i'm bored. here is my next project. I'm going to paint a picture of a photograph that I took, and then maybe make a hooked mat out of it. So vote on the one that I should use. These are all from my blog from before. you can also look through old posts and pick a picture from there. PS it has to be kind of simple cause I'm not that good at painting really. I don't know how to make a pole thing so just say what one gets the vote.
So this means you, Melissa
Crows
Fish
Boat
Favorite house in town
Tree bird
Old back yard
The boy's room
Melissa on the phone with the fish
les pommes
Grammy (this one will be way to hard and i'm not going to do this so don't vote for it.
