Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Shapes

It's the circle in the square.

The idea doesn't work.

And I know it won't.

But I thought of it anyways.

Somehow the circle fits.

Because it's just lines on paper.

And lines on paper are easily crossed.

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Almost 16?

  1. I seem suffer an injury for every self portrait I take, this one caused head trauma from tripping over my tripod.
  2. I'm terrified of dark windows I can't see out of at night, I've always thought there was someone outside looking in at me I couldn't see.
  3. The last time I cried because I was physically hurt was four years ago, when a guy friend started smashing my broken wrist into the desk, because I told him it was impossible for my wrist to hurt at all so long as it was in it's cast.
  4. When I was a baby I was born with a fluffy red Mohawk.
  5. The one thing I regret in my whole life was going along with a plan to get rid of one of my very best friends. Everything was resolved, but every time I see her I feel unworthy to be her friend after what I did. I don't think I'll ever forgive myself, and I hope I never do.
  6. I'm really freakishly shy if you don't know me, but if you knew me well, you'd know better than to think that.
  7. I have a REALLY bad temper, but I'm very good at keeping it inside.
  8. I'm not very religious at all, but it's mainly because I don't know what to believe. It's the bad thing about being imaginative and logical at the same time, it makes me very conflicted.
  9. I think my cat is the best smelling thing in the entire universe; I just like to ENHALE her. =P
  10. I really hate retouching my face when I upload self-portraits, but I'm incredibly self-conscious of my skin.
  11. I've been told many times to write in to those embarrassing moment columns in magazines, because stuff like that seems to happen to me all the time.
  12. Each of my ears is completely different, but I like to think it gives me character. J
  13. I can't remember a time in my life where I wasn't confused, but I think that could be a good thing because I always have an argument for every side, so I tend not to miss many options.
  14. If you examine the contents of my room, you can find out almost anything about me.
  15. Last year someone I cared about a lot shattered me, and I'd do anything to understand exactly what happened in the whole messy thing, to try and help myself continue to get over it all.
  16. When I talk about my insane British grandmother, I mean it in the most loving way possible, because I'm pretty sure she's where I got all my character from.

Sunday, December 28, 2008

Broken.

I know I really shouldn't. It shouldn't matter at all. It's so stupid. Even if I knew it all along and I was just deluding myself that I was being completely, utterly, ferociously, back stabbed. I'm so confused but I shouldn't be, I should know whats wrong with me but I don't, I'm sorry, but I' guess I'm just one huge ass living faliure at life.

Saturday, December 27, 2008

Careers Projects

Digital production, documentation practices, introduction to portraiture, first year programs, undergraduate requierments, portfolio applications, OCAD, Sheridan, Ryerson, residence accomodations, STU/SEM courses, Liberal studies, faculty of arts electives.

Nononononononononononono.
Why are you making me think of this now?
I'm too young to go to unniversity, to plan my future.
I don't want to ever leave my friends.
I don't want to grow up.

Monday, December 22, 2008

Faller

I smile that special tight smile.
My face goes the special shade of pink.
I feel the special little pulse in my neck.
My stomach twists in special knots.
My spine tingles in special patterns.
I'm falling in that special way.

Yellow Belt

It seems wrong for a girl to beat people up to impress a boy.
Maybe I'm sexist.

Saturday, December 20, 2008

Dreaming with a broken heart

Last night was really great, I didn't think you loved me like that, I didn't think anyone ever would.

But unfortunately when I woke up I was only hugging my pillow, and it was damp from the feeling of abandonment and the loneliness wouldn't let me escape back to you for the rest of the night.