| Spring brings... Shaved heads? |
[Mar. 20th, 2010|01:48 pm] |
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| [ | They're telling me to be |
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I used to have hair that I was in love with. ladies loved me for it. I woke up one morning last week and decided that was the day i would shave my head.. It's spring. I just feel so liberated and free. I've eventually have cut my chelsea down to this. here are some mile stones, the pictures are mostly just my hair since thats my topic hah :] Is anyone else caught with a case of the spring feverr?
Before [:
During (right after i shaved i)
The outcome. Shaved, colored and cutt. :]
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| I Just Found This :) |
[Mar. 20th, 2010|02:26 am] |
| [ | They're telling me to be |
| |  mellow | ] |
| [ | The noise from the walls is |
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Look over to the far left. |
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| FREEDOM! |
[Mar. 19th, 2010|10:42 pm] |
I'm officially on Spring Break! Yayyy! The last few days have been ridiculous. I had to present an interview in Art Seminar Wednesday night, and then I literally didn't sleep at all that night because I was working on my graphic design project for my crit the next morning. So I had that at 12, and then spent my 3-hour break finishing up the powerpoint and slide info for my friend Megan and my report on the Degenerate Art Show in Special Topics at 6. Needless to say, I slept like a log last night. For 12 hours, hahaha.
My design project was a special edition 4-pack of a drink we made up, and it had to be marketed to a very specific niche. My drink was Trauma Tea (for horror film fans) and the pack was a special collector's gialli edition. I had about every printing disaster ever, as well as missing spraypaint. Plus I ended up drinking all of the redbull that I had to drain from the cans. It was an interesting night, and if my updates show up on your facebook feed, you already know this. :P
So other than this surprisingly busy week, I've had an amazing semester so far. I'm sort of sad it's already Spring Break, to be honest. I'm finally getting to know everyone in the department and actively participate in it with shows and galleries, etc. I designed the poster for the Student Show and the professors picked it as the official one. :D I've also been volunteering at the gallery downtown on Saturday nights and then going out afterward with my friends Megan and Jessica. Last week we saw this band Astral Aliens at The Good Bar who played a bunch of awesome 90s covers and Kings of Leon songs. They're apparently Australian which was definitely not apparent at the time, although it probably should have been since they played Down Under by Men At Work. :P I guess they've won the KROQ battle of the bands more than once or something. The lead singer was super fine.
In other news, I'm going to live in Paris for the entire month of June with some people from my art program, including a few of my awesome friends and some teachers I love. We'll be taking classes at the Paris American Academy, going on trips to museums etc, and we have a few days every week off, so hopefully doing a bit of roaming. I'm so unbelievably excited. :D I already got my passport renewed and it's coming to me in the mail right now. I'm probably going to apply for my New Zealand passport too just because I can. And if we go to England during off time my mom thinks it'd probably be easier to use that than my US one. :P
I'm going to try to make some non-school-related art over the break. I want something to put in the Student Show that wasn't essentially forced upon me, haha. Not sure what that's going to be yet, but maybe I'll post it when it happens. Now I'm going to sleep. Adios! |
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[Mar. 20th, 2010|12:05 am] |
"Mothers are the best lovers in the world, but I don't mind whispering to Marmee that I'd like to try all kinds. It's very curious, but the more I try to satisfy myself with all sorts of natural affections, the more I seem to want. I'd no idea hearts could take in so many; mine is so elastic, it never seems full now, and I used to be quite contented with my family. I don't understand it."
- Little Women - Louisa May Alcott |
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| A Home at the End of the World, Michael Cunningham |
[Mar. 20th, 2010|12:18 am] |
If I'd been a different sort of person, a braver sort, I'd taken him by the shoulders and said, "Want whatever you want more fiercely. Be more difficult and demanding. Or you'll never make a life that uses you." |
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[Mar. 19th, 2010|07:19 pm] |
Hi everyone!
So... I've had a pixie cut since last August. I get essentially the same 'do every time; usually I just bring in this picture and ask the hairdresser to make it a little shorter than that.
Well, I love having short hair, but to be quite honest, I'm a little bored with my haircut. I want a change for the summer, but I'm not sure what to go for (buzz cut? mohawk? longer bangs? etc.) so I was wondering if you lovely ladies and dudes have any suggestions as to what you think I could pull off.
Here are some pictures of me... ( Read more... )
Also, what hair colors do you think would look good on me? (I'm open to anything)
Thanks in advance :-) |
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| Shades of Grey - Jasper Fforde |
[Mar. 19th, 2010|03:55 pm] |
“I understand there’s a one hundred percent fatality rate?”
“True. But up until the moment of death there was a one hundred percent survival rate. Really, I shouldn’t let anything as meaningless as statistics put you off.” |
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| invisible man |
[Mar. 19th, 2010|05:05 pm] |
And I love light. Perhaps you'll think it strange that an invisible man should need light, desire light, love light. But maybe it is exactly because I am invisible. Light confirms my reality, gives birth to my form. A beautiful girl once told me of a recurring nightmare in which she lay in the center of a large dark room and felt her face expand until it filled the whole room, becoming a formless mass while her eyes ran in bilious jelly up the chimney. And so it is with me. Without light I am not only invisible, but formless as well; and to be unaware of one's form is to live a death.
ralph ellison |
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| The Devil's Wife by Carol Ann Duffy |
[Mar. 19th, 2010|05:36 pm] |
But life, they said, means life. Dying inside.
The Devil was evil, mad, but I was the Devil's wife
which made me worse. I howled in my cell.
If the Devil was gone then how could this be hell? |
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[Mar. 19th, 2010|01:33 am] |
{001-012} The Beatles
{013-031} Toy Story 1 and 2
{032-067} Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs
  
come on over!
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[Mar. 19th, 2010|01:15 am] |
{001-012} The Beatles
{013-031} Toy Story 1 and 2
{032-067} Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs
come on over!
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| The Graveyard Book - Gaiman |
[Mar. 19th, 2010|03:15 am] |
"And there are always people who find their lives have become so unsupportable they believe the best thing they could do would be to hasten their transition to another plane of exsistance"
"They kill themselves, you mean?" Said Bod. He was about eight years old, wide-eyed and inquisitive, and he was not stupid.
"Indeed."
"Does it work? Are they happier dead?"
"Sometimes. Mostly, no. It's like the people who believe they'll be happy if they go and live somewhere else, but who learn it doesn't work that way. Wherever you go, you take yourself with you. See what.I mean?" |
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| A Room of One's Own by Virginia Woolf |
[Mar. 18th, 2010|01:10 pm] |
" We may all join in that pious hope, but it is doubtful whether poetry can come of an incubator. Poetry ought to have a mother as well as a father. The fascist poem, one may fear, will be a horrid little abortion such as one sees in a glass jar in the museum of some country town. Such monsters never live long, it is said; one has never seen a prodigy of that sort cropping grass in a field. Two heads on one body do not make for length of life." |
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| SGU #01: Air by James Swallow |
[Mar. 18th, 2010|04:00 pm] |
"In the deeps, in the places where the light of suns burns faint and the reach of gravity fails, nothing lives.
The void is inimical to life. Out in the darkness and the unremitting, absolute cold, the sheer absence of anything but scatterings of free hydrogen, cosmic rays and stellar dust means that nothing can survive.
The frail, weak meat of organic life perishes in moments. Blood and fluids flash-boiling and freezing all at once. Organs detonating under pressure violation. Skin disintegrating, precious breaths torn away. The dark punishes anything with the temerity to invade its realm; and in the infinite emptiness of it all, those who die are lost and forgotten.
But still they come, in search of something. Knowledge and power. Purpose and redemption. Life challenges the darkness to find its destiny." |
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