Day 213-220: This is the end of what I thought was the beginning.

Things happened since the last time a posted. Things that changed me.

I will never be the same person again. All I can do is try & get over it. Part of me just wants to die, but I know that's not the way out of it. Alaska, Massachusetts & Florida have been there for me, supporting me, being the good friends they are; taking care of me when I felt like I had no one & no reason. That I'm worth more than I think.

I don't think I'll ever get married or have kids. I don't think I will ever fall in love again, but this blog isn't about a break up or something sappy with a happy in between, I promise you. My trust for people has utterly subsided & is no more. I'm in a limbo & I'm stuck.

Some how I feel like it's my fault even though I know it's not. I just want to be left alone for a couple weeks, concentrate on my work for once & take what happened as an opportunity to make my art for what it's worth.

There is this guy, we will call him California since that's where he's from. I look up to him, I really do. He's been through so much & I think he can relate what I went through with him now; kind of. California is probably one of the few men I would now trust in my life. I adore him.

Day 212-216: Everyone should read this one.

It may have taken me a while, but I've come to realize that I'm here for school. Not relationships, not to have fun, not to be lazy, not to get away, not to do anything BUT get the education I paid 70k for & am totally sucking at right now.

People piss me off to be honest. I don't like Massachusetts & the vast amount of cocky S.O.Bs in it. Some that are not even originally from MA so I shouldn't just target MA.

From here on out, I'm not giving a fuck about anything. I never gave a damn about anything really before, but that was a health 'not giving a damn'; like the little things that really don't matter & yet people seem to make a big deal about it. I am straight out not giving a hardy FUCK anymore. I don't swear a lot or at least try not to. I think it's pointless & doesn't make you anymore of a bigger person than you are already or not. But I felt like it was appropriate here.

Just thought I would make it clear to anyone who reads my blog & goes to my school & happens to think I am so much as in a 'bad mood' or 'pissed off' as they see me that I'm not, at all.

I.Just.Don't.Care.

I'm tired of being a nice guy & just being stepped on. Fuck it.

If you read this & feel a bit angry about it or have a little guilty fuzz tickling you on the insides, well it's probably directed towards you. I'm not going to specify who(m) this blog is about, but you can take it as you please.

Also, I'm deleting my Facebook. If you want to read my blog, you'll just have to check it everyday. I plan on posting everyday even if it's a couple of sentences.

Just a proposition.

Just a side note actually. I love getting mail, but the only person that has sent me mail is my Dad & it's usually just money with a sticky note.

I want to get real letters.

Good ol' fashioned letters.

Can everyone send me a lovely letter? I will send one back & I will draw you a picture.

Lisa Shaver

137 3rd St.

Turners Falls, MA 01376

Day 203-211: It feels like the begining

It's been way too long. School has been kicking me in the ass lately.

We have finally reached our year end portfolio. The big cheese of portfolios. How big a cheese you ask? Welp, we have 27 shoots where we can't use students or the same model more than once. Along with that, we have to build a website.

This is going to be rather difficult without a car.

I hate relying on people, I would rather just do things alone & get the help when I need it. I one of those people.

Today I had to call into school because I didn't have a ride, which made me feel like a sap. I was up & ready by 7am. A good hour before school starts, but I had no ride in the end.

I think I may clean my room today, I seem to be a bit depressed & over all bummed. So, maybe cleaning my room will help.

One more thing, feeling a baby in a tummy is by far the most amazing thing. I got to 'meet' my niece this last week during spring break. I also got to see my sister fat for the first time in her life. Pretty kool.

I feel like I just started school not to long ago. I also feel like I didn't accomplish anything worth wild. Nothing spectacular, nothing that would awe anyone nor make them proud. Maybe it will hit me on graduation day. I feel like a slacker.

Day 197-202: It's a girl.

What am I doing here? Seriously.

Sadly today is one of those days where I feel like I don't have a passion anymore. I'm confused & lost for the first time this year. I don't know what I want nor how to obtain it. When people give me positive reinforcement it's nothing but a jumble of letters that circle my head. None of it means anything to me. I wish it did, I wish I could believe what people tell me, but I've learned over that past year that no one can be trusted even with words meant to be kind.

It's upsetting not having anyone here who understands you. They might think they do, but when it comes down to it, they only understand you as much as you want them to.

I miss my mom & my sisters, but not their judgement.

This winter needs to go away, it's depressing the hell out of me. Also, my room mate needs to turn down her music because quite frankly I do not want nor care 'how low you go' or 'how to crank that soulja boy'.

At least I still have a sense of humor.

It's been a while since I've posted one of my own photographs, so here you go.

Oh, by the way. Remember that 'big news' I talked about in one of my older posts, but didn't specify? Well, I'm going to be an aunt, I will also be having a niece. It's not as excited to other people, but the way it came about was surprising defiantly since we aren't the 'type of family that does that before marriage'. I'm excited nonetheless.

Day 194-196: Say what you want

I'm pale.

I have blue baby-doll eyes.

I stand no taller than a tall midget.

I'm 'pleasantly plump'.

I love myself.

But I'm modest.

I will never go tanning. I don't waste my summer days wasting my time leathering my skin.

I love my eye color. I love the dark blue rim on the outside, the yellow specs in the middle & the light blue that sits so comfortably in the middle.

I am short, but there is nothing I can do about it. Would I like to be taller? Sure. But i'm fine where I am. The weather is nicer down here anyways.

I am not stick skinny. That's fine. I've got the curves that any women would pay a plastic surgeon to artificially stuff them with. Before anorexic & fake boobs, there was this thing called 'beauty'. We all have it.

I love who I am. Looks get the attention, but the personality gets the heart. I'm beautiful on the outside & also beautiful on the inside.

Call me cocky, narcissistic &/or arrogant. Quite frankly, my dear, I do not give a fuck.

Just needed to get that off my chest, to clarify that I am who I am & I love it. Since people like to say rude things behind my back & think I won't find out. Whatever you say DOES NOT hurt me; so stop wasting your time.

Day 189-193: I miss them

I miss my family.

I miss seeing them everyday.

I miss how Saturday was always pizza night.

I miss the awkward yet funny dinner conversations.

I miss hugging my mom.

I miss hanging out with my sisters.

I miss getting shit from my mom & having my dad back me up.

I miss getting good night kisses.

I miss watching stupid TV shows with them.

I miss not having to worry.

Day 182-188: DONE

DONE!

I really need to stop procrastination when it comes to my photography.

I don't really know what to write besides the fact that I feel free now & it's extremely hot in my house since my room mate likes to keep the heat to 85.

Also, I wish people weren't such cocky, self righteous asses. It's not attractive at all. It is actually quite disgusting. Get over yourself.

If your a nice person, you're okay in my book.

Day 174-181: This is about Virgina

It's been long. So long that when I went into my Blogger account, it had signed me out of my 'keep me signed in' mode.

I've had one thing stuck on my mind today, but let me start from the beginning.

Today we had a guest speaker that was a photo journalist. He covered everything from the presidents to kids playing outside in the snow. He did however sometimes have to cover not so nice things such as the Virginia Tech shooting. When he brought that I instantly thought of Virginia (the person). I haven't talked about him much in my blogs lately...in a while actually, but this entry is for him.

I'm not going to go into details about what happened in Virginia's past because it's not my place to tell any of you, but what I will tell you is that he was a student at VT at the time. That day was not a good one for him by any means. I'm sure you all can let your minds ponder that & possibly fit the pieces together.

Virginia, I know it was hard for you to watch him talk about that crap & it sucks, I know. Even though it was rough for you I have to thank you for being so strong & also thank you for giving me a photographic book idea that I will be dedicating to you & every victim of VT.

I'm not going to say what the book is going to be about or of. You all will have to wait. It will be touching though. That, I can promise.

In other news, I did my first photoshoot with someone I didn't know personally. By the end of the photo shoot however we were friends. This girl was the sweetest thing ever & was such a badass when it came to understanding my photography & vision.

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Day 170-173: Combustion of a mushroom cloud

This blog is a vent blog. Just fare warning for those who don't like and/or have a problem with when I set my opinion free on the inter web; don't read it.

One thing that has angered me beyond all belief today is humanity. Most of it; not all of it. I don't like how people could be such asses to each other & be content with the way they are living. How's about I list the things I do not like about a person & in some way upon a freak accident I meet a person with all the below traits...I will combust into a mushroom cloud.

People who are:

-Self righteous
-Ignorant
-Gloaters
-Self Centered
-Obtuse
-Pompous
-Glory whores
-Annoying
-Interrupters
-Attention whores
-Know it alls
-Too serious
-Over punctual
-Perfectionist
-Arrogant

AND MOST OF ALL

-Mean

Mind you, this is not all I can list.

I can back up anything that I have listed as to why I do not like it if ANYONE has a problem with it. That's not me being a bitch like most of you take me as. If you were to meet me in person & actually know me as a person, you would never guess that I wrote such 'in your face' blogs. That is me just stating what I believe in. As I made that list there was a few people who popped in my head & they will never know it.


I'm here for the wrong reasons. That's what I feel like. I feel like I'm no good at photography & my simple humbleness has turned into straight out doubting woe. I should have specified that this is directed towards commercial work. Today, I got to the point of crying while I went to check my voice mail.

I'm lost.

Just a thought

My teacher was right. If you post something negative, more people read it. It seems that my post about my room mate got a lot of hits one of which was her. Darn.

Word of advice for all you soon to be college kids who are rooming; DO NOT ROOM WITH GIRLS.

That is all.

Day 163-169: B-Word

Since it is barley 10am & I am already bored with my day I figured I would update my blog for once since I'm seriously slacking.

The last few weeks have been full of stress due to people around me, school & back home stuff. However, I can react to it in a positive way...most the time.

Last night I went to bed at 3am & had to get up at 5:30am to get in the shower before my room mate since she likes to sit & ponder what the day has in store for her in the shower. Also, I had to leave at 7am today to get equipment. Mind you I don't have classes at all today. It sucks being this tired & not being able to go back to sleep.

Later on in the day I have to assist Alaska with a lawyer shoot. Business people make me nervous. I feel like they know everything I ever did that was against the law.

I need motivation desperately. I have two weeks to shoot 16 assignments, type a business plan & to make business cards. I really hate procrastinating but somehow I always end up doing it. I guess you can never know how good not procrastinating is if you have never procrastinated before. Geez, could I say procrastinate anymore in a sentence? PRO-CRAST-INATE!

This entry is absolutely pointless. I don't have anything on my mind rather than graduation...& how big of a b-word my one room mate is being. Let's chat about that, shall we?

For some reason she thinks it was 'adult' to take everything that was hers in the kitchen (the kitchen is the only place where we share stuff such as pots, pans, etc.) & put it, where I suppose, would be her room. I have never met a more arrogant, self righteous, greedy IGNORANT person in my life. Who does that? Your what 23 (maybe 24, I don't know when your birthday passed) & you're acting child? We have two eighteen year olds in the house & I think they have got their head screwed on better than you. You can take your stuff, that's fine but don't expect us to bend over fucking backwards for you & don't think that you can pull this kind of bullshit & expect us to react in a graceful manor. You don't want us to touch your stuff, fine; don't touch ours either. Quite frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn.

P.S. I SAW YOU USE MAINE'S TOASTER!

Day 156-162: This is a rough one

It's been a while yet again but there is a reason I waited until today to write this entry; I knew it was going to be hard.

We have all lost loved ones, no doubt about it but have you ever lost someone that made you feel like what you were good at wasn't a bad thing, that you're not a piece of shit, that you are here for a reason, who had an ear whenever you needed to vent, but a mouth that would never pass judgement & a mind that most definatly wouldn't think any less of you? You have, you say. Okay then...let me ask you this. Have you ever had a person in the above descriptions be ripped from your life over night? Yes, you say again. Alright then...let me ask you one more thing; did said describable person that was ripped from your life in one night take his/her own life in possibly the most inhumane, malicious way one can take one's life?

Didn't think so.

I'm not going to go into how he did it or what possible reasons he could have had to do such a thing because I would be lying if I said I knew.

I know generically what happened but with the most watered down information one can grasp. At the time I was 19 years old & was being treated like a 5 year old. I just wish whoever knows what really happened to him would tell me so I can finally stop racking my brain in hopes to come up with an answer.

It's been 3 days (minus the couple cat naps I took) since I've slept. I have insomnia because of what happened a year ago. Guilty to even think of sleeping not knowing the answer of why or how.

I remember that day too vivadly for my own good. It was a rather beautiful day for such tragedy to take place...honesty I don't want to upset myself anymore than I already am, so i'm not going to write about how my day played out. One of these days I'll write a blog that describes it all & with details & such, but not today.

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I wish he was here to see the things I've done. To tell me for the millionth time that I don't suck, that being an artist was just what God intended for me. I wish I could show him my first publication. I wish I could tell him about my friends here, about the time I got drunk & confessed ever feeling towards Colorado, or all the adventures we went on. I wish he could come visit me like he wanted or see the first person in our family attend/graduate from art school. I wish I could hear him say he was proud of me one last time.

I think I've done a good year worth of wondering for the both of us. I wonder what he would have accomplished in the last year, what he would have done, what challenges he would have faces, what advice he would have gave me, what plans we would have made, what smiles he would have brought...

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and most defiantly how much pain he would have saw he brought everyone by the choice he made & hopefully, just hopefully he would have thought it over just for a couple seconds more...

Sometimes I text him in foolhardy hopes that he will reply back. Nothing yet...

Day 153-155: This will change everything

I suppose it is all bittersweet. What am I talking about? Well, I can't tell you yet but you will find out soon enough.

This will change everything.

On another note: I am now a 'published photographer'. I'm not used to saying it out loud yet since I still would argue with anyone who called my photographs 'art'.

This entry is short but it's 1am & I'm overwhelmed along with exhausted with what the day threw at me. Besides, there isn't much to say.

<--Inspire.

Day 143-152: Johnny Cupcakes & Impossible Project

Welp, that new years resolution of keeping up the blog went down the crapper fast. Oh well, i'm only human. Along with being human I'm also a college kid which at the moment is eating me alive.

We just finished a final & now we have sixteen more assignments to do where we can't use any Hallmark students of faculty members. Oh & on top of that we can't use the model more than once

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this is going to be tough...BUT i'm up for the challenge nevertheless!

Part of me has a plan up my sleeve. None but Florida, Massachusetts & Alaska know about to help me with my 'finding models' problem.

On another note I'm rather excited to get to shoot the Impossible Project & Johnny Cupcakes...never heard of them you say? BLASPHEMY! Well, here's the links anywho...

http://www.the-impossible-project.com/ <---Impossible Project

http://www.johnnycupcakes.com/blog/ <---Johnny Cupcakes

Maybe this is when things start to turn around for me. I sure hope so.

Also, for all you kiddies out there who want to put a face to the state names...well, we got a Youtube channel!

http://www.youtube.com/user/HallmarkGoons?feature=mhum

I'm all about linking it up today.

Day 140-142: It wasn't lust

It's been a while, yet again. We are in the middle of our Phase II final which is the cause of the lack of posts.

As I'm typing this, Massachusetts is to my right eating vegetarian sloppy joes I made for dinner. Along with that, 'The Goonies' is playing on TV. Today is a good night.

Today was an odd day to say the least however. I spent it with Massachusetts but that's not why it was 'odd'. I just felt odd. It was one of those days.

We went to shoot my environmental at the movie theater we have here in town. It went by rather quick & I was done in no time. We were on our way back to the car when we passed a place called 'Ravens'. It's a book store & I always see it whenever we go to the picture show or to the coffee house next door to it, but it was never opened. Today it was. Massachusetts saw me eyeballing it so he insisted that we stop. We walked in & were greeted by this man dressed as if he just come out of circa 1940. Very handsome man if I might say so myself. We walked around while he played music that I don't even know the genre of. Eventually I found what I was looking for which was an Edgar Allan Poe book. I went to buy it & talked to him a little but it was all brief. He handed me my receipts & I glanced up at him to find his eyes intensely staring into mine. I smirked at him, grabbed my books & headed to the exit. As I held the door behind me for Massachusetts I looked back at him through the glass window of the door & saw him looking at me as I left. We made a connection.

Everyday I will be doing a good deed. I need to start believing that my reason is anything but useless. The one good deed can change a person's day or attitude. A little thing like that can go a long way.

Day 139: FAIL

My hair is naturally auburn but I dyed it a dark maroon.

I have blue eyes that are green on occasion.

My skin is pale but is elegantly decorated with freckles.

My smile can light up a room.

The curls in my hair are of my mothers.

I've got a button nose.

My hands are small.

My voice is not one of a child but can sing a melody of innocence.

My heart is big & sensitive to things you wouldn't think would bother me but is not one to hate.

I love myself.

I haven't said that ever in my life, so the above description is anything but a degree of narcissism or arrogance. Those are things people have said about me; I could beg to differ & could argue each point they made but I'm learning to believe them.

One day I will find that guy that is everything I wanted. I'm okay with waiting. Any guy that I have liked before...well I figure it just wasn't meant to be & i'm okay with it now. The way those guys made me feel is nothing compared to how I will feel when I finally meet the guy I want to be with. I can't help but wonder if I have already met him or if I still have yet to be in the same room as him. I always wonder that stuff. I wonder what I will love about him, what his flaws are, his attitude towards things...etc.

Last night I was in a mood where I sat on my old trunk leaning on my windowsill & watched the snow fall. There is something about about snow falling that makes the world seem so peaceful & innocent. I love that feeling. The feeling of everything being okay.

I woke up today to school being canceled because of all the snow. About three feet fell as I slept. My only logical thought was to gear up & trot my happy ass through it. I tried to hurdle a snowbank but failed miserably.

If I were to die today, I would be okay with it. I'm proud of the things I have accomplished & I regret nothing; absolutely nothing.

Also, my Hulk Hands came in the mail today. Yay!

<--New England FAIL.

EDIT: Ass=tush. I need to stop swearing.

Day 137-138: Recreation

I didn't post last night which 'technically' breaks my resolution I said I would keep to but to all fairness, our internet was jacked last night.

As of yesterday I have yet another piercing. Not new per say but I just re-pierced it is all. 'IT' being my wrist. Massachusetts got the glorious position to help in my poking. He was a trooper & I love him even more for it. Colorado however doesn't seem to like it very much. I don't think he is one for 'peculiar' piercings. Alaska's only response when he came over for lunch today was 'IT HAS RETURNED' but I think he's indifferent about it all; he was never really one to judge. My body isn't talking to kindly to piercings lately but it better get used to it. The count is now eight extra holes on my face/arm area.

Ohio, Maine, Massachusetts & I went to the movies to see 'The Fighter' last night. It was an excellent movie & gave me some photography ideas. It's based off a true story about a boxer from Lowell, MA which isn't far from us at all. To my surprise the guy (Micky Ward) still lives there & has a gym in which he trains boxers at. I got him number & the address to the gym so I'm going to call him & hopefull see if I could take photpgraphs for school.

I should get a bike. I know as soon as spirng come (which couldn't come soon enough) I'm going to be itching to go riding.

These thought are random, trust me, I know. I'm re-reading this entry & I literally said out loud to myself how ridiculously random facted this on is.

Yesterday, Kevin would have been 51. Funny, when you're dead how people start listening.

<-- I have to recreate this as a photograph.(Alex Pardee)

Day 136: This is a change

Change. Just what I needed.

My hair is a bloodish red now, my cheeks have two extra holes in them, my makeup is smokey & my attitude is great.

I like the way I look & if anyone has a problem with it, well tough nuts.

I spent my entire weekend at school which is fine by me. I started to shoot my final which I had Alaska model for. If you do not know already & I'm sure that he's reading this & probably getting sick of hearing it BUT he's pretty much a new aged Johnny Depp. I'm sure to remind him of this obvious fact every time I photograph him.

On another note. I'm in the process of sketching out Massachusetts huge painting of Monroe I'm painting for him. This project has got me kind of excited since he has no idea what's in store for his poor painting.

Here are the two pictures of the day that I owe you all...for some reason when I post these on the interweb they don't have as much quality as my originals.

Day 135: Welcome to the brand new

There are just some days where I feel 'okay'. Not great but not crappy. Today was one of those days. I just didn't think about anything. I didn't think about who I liked, who I missed, my family, my friends, my soon to be pet, what I was here for, why things happen, etc. I pretty much turned off my mind & put it in self pilot mode. Who I am really as a person was not there for a good half of the day, just my preset mind was. It was a weird feeling I assure you.

I wanted change, so I dyed my hair & am going to re-pierce my cheeks either tomorrow or tonight. I figure once I graduate I will have to take them out if I want to get a 'real job' or have anyone take me 'seriously', so I might as well have them while I can.

I thought of three books series that I want to photograph. My goal is to get at least one of them out by graduation.

These blogs have been pretty bland but I assure you they will get saucier within the next week. I'm approaching the world in a totally different attitude. For the most part I'm not taking anything seriously unless it's my photography or if something tragic happens (which I doubt will since the last year was my 'tragic' year). I figure if I'm having a shitty (<--I will not swear after that one, I promise) day, I might as well just laugh about it & be happy that I GOT to live another day.

As for the photograph of the day...well I have one but I forgot to put it on my computer from my hard drive so I could upload one tonight, so I'm sorry but I will give you two tomorrow, promise. Alright, I have to go wash this hair dye out; it's starting to burn.

Day 134: We Can Do It!

I don't like having no spending money while I'm at school. I also don't like having no car. Whoever said that going to school a thousand miles away was 'do-able'...yeah, I'd like to see them do that; defiantly when you have to do shoots & don't have any means of transportation. It sucks.

Massachusetts finished editing that photograph I was telling you all about yesterday. I must say that I look extremely disproportioned without piercings in.

I can't wait till spring. I can't wait for people to stop being egotistical dickwads too.

I think he did rather well...if I don't say so myself.

<--Oh hey, speaking of Massachusetts; here's my photo of the day which he happens to have his shirt off in!

Day 133: Tired

I'm tired of being tired.

I'm tired of the sickness.

I'm tired how my room mate uses all the hot water.

I'm tired of this stress.

I'm tired of feeling the lack of confidence.

I'm tired of comparison.

I'm tired of putting on a happy face.

I'm tired of the ignorance.

I'm tired of the naive.

I'm tired of people walking on each other.

I'm tired of a handful of people.

I'm tired of all of it.

I plan on doing something about it.

I miss how the beginning of the year was, when everyone got along with everyone & we were here for the same reason & that was easy to accept.

Day 132: Hulk Hands

I now am sporting Betty Page bangs. I told you all how I hated my hair in my last post...so I fixed it; though my mother & sisters would beg to differ that I fixed anything at all.

I don't have a specific style. By that I mean I don't try & dress a certain way. Apparently I am very vintage however. That's okay in my book though.

Massachusetts did a shoot of me as the 'working woman' illustration. It turned out rather awesome & i'll be sure to post it when he gets done editing it.

I need reassuring of myself. Massachusetts got on the subject of relationships. I told him how I can't see anyone being head over heals for me. Like, I couldn't possibly imagine someone wanting to be around me because they love everything about it. Just a thought.

I met a new kid today. He's going to be one of the students going to Hallmark for the January class. He's going to be known as Ohio. I can tell already that he's going to be one we hangout with until we graduated in June. He's obviously from Ohio but other than that, he's very easy to talk to. I feel like I've known him before.

We have Phase II final & one photograph of which we have to do is yet another self portrait. To say the least, I need Hulk Smash Hands for this photograph. Not the cloth ones but the legit ones that got recalled because kids were knocking each other out with them. Anyways, I 'won' a pair on Ebay only to find out that my excitement was cut short when I looked a little closer & realized that they were two right....yes, you read correctly...TWO RIGHT Hulk Hands........I can't even comment on how silly I feel but hey, life is either funny or it really sucks. This was just funny.

I don't have much to write about today other than the fact that I'm very sleepy & slightly in a downer mood. Yes, I Lisa, am a bit blue today. Hard to believe, I know.

Day 131: Sexy eyes

Sippen on tea like it's fine wine, taking photographs & being a decent human being is what i'm best at.

I'm getting a pet. Soon hopefully. Only a selected few know what it is.

In all honesty, I have no idea what to write about other than the fact that this is me keeping up with one of my resolutions.

I would tell you about my day but not much was done. I didn't have class till 1pm today, which was nice and for the whole awesome four hours of class I had we had portrait studio. Dinner. Now here...drinking tea, soaking clothes pins for tomorrow in commercial, texting Massachusetts & Alaska, listening to Silversun Pickups...trying to conjure up something to write.

I need to clean my room & I hate my hair cut.

Welp, heres the photograph I took today...

<--There is Colorado, Massachusetts, Vermont & Virginia. Massachusetts got taught how to shoot 'sexy eyes' by the others today. I taught my boys well...except Vermont, he kinda already knew.

Day 127-130: Bow tie wearing ferret

FIRST POST OF THE NEW YEAR!

I know New Years already passed but I figured that I would start one of my many New Year resolutions now. Well, actually how about I tell all you what 'they' are & why:

-No more drinking.

I never really understood they point in drinking except for the sole purpose of making a fool of yourself & getting away with it because you were said arguably 'drunk'.

-No more pop sippin'.

Yes, pop sippin'. Simply enough, I drink WAY too much pop.

-Keep up with my blog.

I only have six more months here & the whole point of this blog was to update it everyday for you guys, but as you know I have been slaking so this is where it all is going to change. Also, I'm going to take & post a photo everyday on here. I mean, I AM in photography school!

-No more procrastinating.

Both Alaska & I made that a New Year resolution. Both of us know we do it way too much.

And last but not least...drum roll please....badahm badahm badahm badahm...that actually sounds like a horse galloping if you say it out loud like I bet all of you just did...anyways...

-NO MORE CURSING!

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Can you believe it? Yeah, me either. Why did I decide to give up swearing? I should have know you would wonder that. Well, unlike the figment characters that play a part in this blog...Alaska, Colorado, Maine, Virgina, Massachusetts etc. are...get this...not just states...THEY ARE PEOPLE TOO! I see them everyday & as joyous as that might be, my sailor of a potty mouth isn't. They are however used to it but as for me, I don't really strike a fancy with it. They are all just acronyms for much longer things anyways. We are just too lazy to say 'For Unlawful Carnal Knowledge' every time we burn a finger.

Welp, that's all I have for you guys for today. Oh, I'm also back in MA after a long month away. Bittersweet I suppose. I'm bombarded with assignments to make up & am having mixed emotions about coming back. Also, Massachusetts dyed his hair blue & I love it. He also got me the world's smallest present, wrapped in the smallest newspaper comic wrapping paper all topped off with the smallest bow known to man. Inside this magnificently tiny gift was a little glass hedgehog he found at a candy story. I named it Melvin. Another thing, I'm convinced I got bad juju from a ferret key chain a Chinese lady gave me. Which I think is highly rude of it since I complimented it on it's pink bow tie.

<--This was taken a few days ago not today but it still counts.

<--Massachusetts' blue hair.

<--Bad juju ferret. Like his bow tie?