Je Te Manque, Mon Cher

Yes, more French for ya (thanks for the correction SKS).

I apologize for the lack of blog posts lately. Yesterday, I was in Denver with my good friend from school (also a dance major, yay!) to take some more pictures (I really need to build my bunch a little more so it's no longer a bunch but a whole freakin' lot). So that's partially why there was no post all day. Hopefully I got some winners (in the photos) and perhaps you will see one pop up for Photo de la Semaine this weekend (so keep an eye out!). I have also been rather occupied with Lost as well (as you know, if you read my previous post). I'm telling you, it's got me sucked in.

I want to say that another reason why I haven't been posting lately is because I'm. Stressing. Out.

For one thing (a big thing) is that my other half (Charles) is away for the weekend in wonderful Panama City, Florida while I'm stuck here all alone (actually, I chose to stay at my parents' house because I get all freaked out if I have to sleep in my apartment by myself...). He's there for specific reasons, and I was unfortunately unable to get (buy) a plane ticket (lack of money). Now, I know it's rather silly of me to be all sad and whatnot about it because it's only for four days. We went the entire school year last year by practically only seeing each other on weekends because we lived a little over an hour apart. But still. With both of us unemployed lately (sad, I know) we haven't really been away from each other for more than a few hours (aww, so precious).

It's like we're joined at the hip.

I miss him. A lot. Charles, if you're reading this (you better be reading this) then I want you to call me immediately after you have commented. I'll send you a reminder text message as well.

The other things I'm a little stressed over right now is the fact that school is starting again on Monday (holy shit) and I haven't danced at all or been in the greatest of shape over the summer. Plus, I'm beginning to have second thoughts...but I may have to just mention that in a post a little later down the road. Also, I'm worried about this not having a job and running out of money very quickly ordeal. Basically, I'm just scared. But I'm sure I'll figure it out and push past it once school starts and I'm busy doing things again (this is where the wonderful encouragement from you comes in, loyal readers).

Haha...This is not a normal blog for me, I apologize. You were probably like, "Ooh, a French title, this should be interesting". And then you got to reading it and didn't expect it to be about me bitching and whining about my poor little self, which is why you probably stopped reading it two paragraphs ago. That's OK. I won't take it personal. I just needed to write something, and this is what started to pour out of me. My emotions have literally filled to the brim and are now spilling over the top of it.

I do have a little project in mind that I will be working on over the weekend and display it on my blog for all to see. But I'm not telling you what it is yet. It's a surprise (everybody love surprises!). I will give you one hint (in a picture) and you will have to guess what it is. I'll check back with you tomorrow and supply you all with another little hint. I hope to be done with it on Saturday, so I'll keep you posted.

Hint #1:

Thanks for reading (for those of you who got all the way through it).
And now I give you a spur of the moment poem:

Running quiet
Breeze whispers
Grass clings
Sneakers snicker
The question remains.
Blankets spread
The squirrel will tread
Cotton flutters
The bird proclaims.
Knees knocking
Clouds blocking
Eyes locking
Rocking
Rocking
Rocking
The question still remains.

Ok, that may not have been my best work, but I hope you can find your own meaning to it (you can tell me about it too if you'd like).

See you tomorrow friends!

Peace.

I suggest you get LOST.

I'm not kidding here, get LOST.

You know that TV show that was really popular some years ago? It was about these people who crash land onto a freakish tropical island, and they...are...lost (hence the title of the program).

Let me just start at the beginning here. At the beginning of the summer, I was trying to convince Charles to watch some Friends episodes with me (my favorite sit-com TV show ever) knowing that he would really really enjoy it (which he did). He said he would only watch the seasons with me (I am in possession of all 10 of them) as long as I would watch a show of his choosing once we were done with our Friends (we also enjoyed cracking awesome little jokes about it the whole time, such as "We have to see our Friends tonight" and "I can't wait to see what our Friends will do this time" and many other hilarious puns).

These are our Friends. From top to bottom, left to right, we have:
Joey, Ross, Chandler, Monica, Phoebe, and Rachel.
We love them.

Well, we powered through all 10 seasons in the matter of approximately three months (that's a lot of TV, folks), so now a couple weeks ago, it was Charles' turn to finally decide which program to see next. It was a tough decision for him between Seinfeld, the Sopranos, and Lost. (By the way, he absolutely loved Friends, he was just a little wary of admitting it publicly...so sshhh). I told him I could really care less which one he picked, because I figured they would all be pretty good, and it was rightfully his decision since I made him (well, I didn't force him, because like I said, he got into it pretty quick) watch all 10 seasons (again, lots of TV).

And now we're back to the very tip top of this post. He ended up choosing Lost (another one we can crack silly jokes and puns about, such as my title of this blog post).

And the winner is........

Seinfeld and the Sopranos were a little upset about losing this competition. Sorry guys, maybe in the next run.

Sorry Jerry, but you can't buy your way through this.

 

As intimidating as you guys look, you're just wasting your time.

     

Anyway....I'm frikkin hooked on this Lost thing, I tell ya. Which I'm not sure is a bad thing or not seeing as how we're both going to be starting school again next week (yikes!). But I'm sure we'll make the time for it. It's just so hard to watch only one (hour-long) episode a night! They all end in a crazy nail-biting cliff hanger. It's a bizarre, frightening, suspenseful, meaningful, well-filmed, and well-put-together television show with the occasional good joke or two thrown in there (which does not make it cheesy at all. Really). My non-American readers, you'll enjoy it too, I promise (I'm really oblivious to how much other countries know about American television programs, so if you have heard of it, please take no offense, and if you have not heard of it, I sincerely hope you were paying attention to the rest of this post).

I'm telling you all, if you haven't ever seen it, do. I wouldn't write an entire blog post about it, if it wasn't worth mentioning (and no, I did not get paid by the producers for promoting or advertising it to the public...unfortunately).

So go on, head on out to your local Best Buy (or Wal-Mart, whichever satisfies your wallet more) and GET LOST.

I'm about to right now. That's partially why this post is significantly shorter than usual.

I should have some more exciting stories later in the week (and more pictures! yay!).

Thanks for reading.

Peace.

Photo de la Semaine avec Photo Series #1

Ok, so as I've said, my boyfriend (Charles Emerson III) has a special little section of his blog, In Review: Stuff and Things, that is titled Photo de la Semaine ("photo of the week" in French) where he puts up one of my photographs on roughly the same day every week.

So, now that I have a whole blog of my very own, I've decided that every time I put up a photo on Photo de la Semaine on his blog, I will post the same picture on my blog along with a few others from the same shoot, making it a "mini-series". I find that it is so difficult trying to choose just one photo to put up every week, because there are usually several that I personally find pretty damn good (whether others do or not). So, this gives me a way to put up more of my photos at once (yay, promotion!) and in such a way in which I am not forced to make such an arduous decision.

Sometimes there may be 6 or so pictures, and sometimes there may be only 3 or so. The fact is, it will be a series if there is more than one or two photos up in the same post. And frankly, 6 photos every week is quite a lot for a photographer like myself who doesn't exactly have a ton of "clients", since I don't exactly have a real "business". But someday I am hoping that will change. Drastically. And I will have millions, perhaps even billions, of photographs that I have taken. This is just where everybody has to start, no?

Anyway, enough said, I suppose.
Here I give you my first Photo Series, or Série de Photo (yeah, I like French. What of it?).




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