Patience is a virtue

After three [long] press weeks in a row, it all pays off today-- when we see both magazines (one which I designed all by myself ^_^) and our paper. Everything was supposed to arrive between 9 and 9:30 this morning, but because of it being such a large shipment, there were some issues and it didn't get here until around 11:30. They're just now dropping the papers and The Blazer (one of our magazines) off in the newsroom. I still have yet to see Duck Soup (our literary magazine that I put together). The wait is killing me! >.<

The guys that bring our papers to the newsroom have now made three trips to bring newspapers. Each time I get excited hoping they're bringing Duck Soup, but, not yet. -_-

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Well, slowly but surely, everything got here. And for the most part, I'm happy with it all. I'm sure I'll post pictures later of everything to brag and whatnot :)

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Words, a photo by FragilePhoto on Flickr.

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Lavender smoke, a photo by FragilePhoto on Flickr.

Baby Opossum

Baby Opossum, a photo by FragilePhoto on Flickr.

My dad brought home this little guy (or girl) today. He said it was in his office at work. He let me take some shots of it before letting it go in our backyard. I thought it was so cute :X

Click the photo to see more on my Flick.

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It's late, but I wanted to upload this anyway.

"Here we are, all of us, basically alone, separate creatures, just circling each other, all searching for that slightest hint of a real connection. Some look in the wrong places, some they just give up hope because in their mind they're thinking 'Oh there's nobody out there for me,' but all of us, we keep trying over and over again. Why? Because every once in a while... every once in a while, two people meet and there's that spark, and yes, Bones, he's handsome and she's beautiful and maybe that's all they see at first, but making love... making love... that's when two people become one."

- Special Agent Booth; Bones

I never thought I could miss someone this much, but your existence has made me realize that it is, in fact, possible...

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Oh, nostalgia

This morning the coffee I was drinking tasted the way my grandmother's house used to smell. If you've never tasted something that reminded you of the way something smells, then I'm sure that won't make any sense.

Several tastes and smells remind me of my grandmother's house.. the way it used to be, anyway. Every time I smell cinnamon, specifically cinnamon waffles, it reminds me of her house. I used to go over in the morning to help her out for the day-- do her laundry, help clean around the house, make her lunch, etc. And when I'd show up at 7 or 8 a.m., the kitchen was always filled with this scent of coffee and waffles. And now every time I smell those things, I think of her/her house.

Just a week or so ago, I went to her house. My oldest brother lives there with my grandfather. Things are so different. It doesn't smell the way it used to, it doesn't look the way it used to, and it doesn't feel the way it used to. But, although she's been gone for 5 years now, I can't call it anything but my grandma's house, no matter how many changes it goes through or who resides within it's walls.

Oh yeah, on another note...

I had a bump on my lip yesterday. I guess I had bit it or something? Causing a wound. Well, I couldn't help but chew on this wound. Why? Who knows. But, when I woke up this morning, my lip (that half of it anyway) was increeeeeeeeeedibly swollen and I'm pretty sure it's infected.

Sweet, huh?!
It's not too obvious in the picture, but it's the white-ish spot next to my nail.

The "Green" Issue

After not getting our newspaper yesterday because of a technical difficulty over the weekend, I'm the first to see it this morning.
And sadly, I've already noticed some problems. Minor problems, but still problems. ... err, mistakes.

Mostly just paragraphs that didn't line up correctly/evenly at the bottom. Even one on the page that I designed myself; however, I do not take the blame for this, which aggravates me even more -_-

This is my pageeee. I'm not incredibly happy with it =/

And this is what I mean when I say the paragraphs don't add up evenly. Ever since I started designing, it bugs me even more.

But the paper looks pretty good. This is the front page:

The whole issue is devoted to "going green" and the environment and whatnot. It was fun to work on :)

Now, I wait an hour and then go give out free coffee with the new issue to students and faculty. Well, I sit at a table and they come get it from me, but same difference.

&Perhaps somewhere else keeps calling my name.

Nur atmen.

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I feel so small

I've posted this picture before, but it seems to fit how I feel today quite perfectly. 
In fact, I think I might redo this picture once I get home today (if I'm not completely drained from work).

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Matthew and myself

Matthew and myself, a photo by FragilePhoto on Flickr.

About a week and a half ago I returned home from taking a two week vacation with my boyfriend. Although I didn't get a ton of shots while I was there, I uploaded the ones that I did get onto my Flickr. 

Check 'em out if you'd like.

So many things on my mind. So many things I need to change.

But such little motivation to do anything about it.

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Well, my vacation is officially over as I'm sitting in the newsroom today, getting back in the routine of actually doing something with my day.


While I didn't want my two week vacation to end [ever], I guess it's about time I stop being lazy and get back to work.
The day seems to be going incredibly slow, though -_- I swear every minute feels like an hour. I've been here since 7:30 and I still have till 4:30ish. Ahhhhh.

Although I didn't take as many photos as I wanted over the two weeks, I should have some up by this weekend.

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This is so beautiful. Cello and The Legend of Zelda, both amazing things :)

Press day.

For being press day, and it being a day earlier this month than it normally is, it's actually not so bad.
I'm pretty calm, and I think we're making pretty good time. I hated a design that I did for this paper, but decided to totally change it up this morning and now love it :) as do my advisors.

I'm currently looking over the pages and listening to an orchestral version of The Legend of Zelda music :)

I can't wait for this weekend. It shall be lovelyy.

It's press week.

We go to press tomorrow.

And I'm just about ready to smash my head into my desk :)
Not only do I have a huge headache, but the design/photo I'm working on aren't working the way I want :( Not cool. Not cool at all.

Disappointment.

I got my History research paper back today. I got a 65.. But, luckily, he is allowing corrections to be made for those who turned it in on time. If I do this, I have the possibility of earning back half of the points I lost. So, I can at least pass.

It's my own fault that I got such a low grade, but I'm still incredibly unhappy with it. And since my teacher knows I'm editor-in-chief of the paper, I have a feeling he's probably questioning why right about now. -_- But in my defense, I hate history. I hadn't even heard of my topic when I was assigned it. So of course my paper isn't going to be my best work if I didn't look forward to doing it in the first place. But oh well.

It's going to be a busy weekend.. And honestly, I'm not really looking forward to it >.<




I just want it to be the end of the month already, honestly..

Today feels like a good day.

I woke up this morning, still craving more sleep; there were onions in my breakfast burrito (I hate onions with a passion); I spilled coffee on the shirt I planned on wearing today; I was running late for work and I currently have headache, and yet I feel amazing. I'm in such a great mood.


But, I have a lot of work to do. So I shouldn't waste time writing on here >.<

When a day that starts off incredibly shitty can end up being amazing, that's when you know you've managed to grasp something of true greatness.

A sense of relief.

Because of my horrible habit of procrastination, I spent all yesterday and into this morning working on a History research paper that I had to turn it at 9 this morning. I ended up falling asleep at 1:30 this morning and somehow managed to get myself to wake up at 4:30 to finish the paper up. So, I'm running off of 3 hours of sleep. Plus, I have a huge headache. But I suppose I feel better now that the assignment has been turned in, although I'm sure I'll fail it anyway..

Today feels like a shitty day. Not only do I feel a sense of disappointment from several people toward me, but I feel a bit disappointed in myself lately.. I don't know what the hell I'm doing anymore, and honestly, I don't know that I care. I seem to have lost motivation to do anything I used to be passionate about. Which makes me feel like I've lost the will to live. I don't know what to do...

I need something to just come up and kick me in the ass. Something inspirational to just punch me in the face. (If I know you in person and you read this, no, I do not want you to kick me in the ass or punch me in the face, thanks.)
But seriously. I need some inspiration/motivation. I hate this feeling.

I hate History class.

That is all.

Heavy in Your Arms

I've been listening to this song on repeat all day. I love it :)

I hate school work.

I tend to be really good at procrastinating. This always bites me in the ass. Especially when I have a 5-10 page research paper due in History class on Wednesday and today is Monday. Not to mention, History is probably my worst subject ever >.<

If anyone reads this and knows anything regarding the topic Naval Disarmament Treaties of the 1920's, feel free to enlighten me :) Cus' as of right now, I don't know shit. :/

If it wasn't bad enough already, I have a really hard time focusing to get any work done.. I'm sitting here, with headphones in my ears, trying to seclude myself from all my surrounding, and I still can't seem to focus. Rawr.


Oh yeah, also, my horoscope for today basically called me a fatty. How sweet, haha.

I messed up the design of my blog's layout the other day. And I'm too lazy to fix it. I don't like it though -_-

Drained.

I'm sitting at work, where basically all I do is sit at a desk, doing whatever I need to do (most of the time nothing at all, really). I feel energy running through my veins. I feel the need to get up and run laps, but I feel as if I did, my legs would crumble beneath me.

I hate this feeling of unproductiveness. Pure laziness, really.

But, I suppose I'm not being completely unproductive. For I'm attempting to work on classwork to keep me from failing. And working on stories for the paper.
But as far as photography/Photoshop/design goes, I feel like I've lost all motives to do any of it. I hate that feeling. I think I can honestly say that it is one of the worst feelings I have ever felt in life. And sadly, it's something I feel on almost a day-to-day basis...

Blah. I need to do something artistic. Like, right now. -_-

I've never wanted something as badly as I want this right now..

365: Day 64 - Zombie Apocalypse

365: Day 64 - Zombie Apocalypse a photo by FragilePhoto on Flickr.

I need some motivation.

Inspire me.

I really do suck at keeping up with this, lol.

I'll try harder to update more often.
Although I know you're the main one that reads it, mom =P

365: Day 44 - My bee

365: Day 44 - My bee
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365: Day 42 - Fortune

365: Day 42 - Fortune
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365: Day 40 - Free me.

365: Day 40 - Free me.

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I said I'd post on here more,

since my phone has an app. But, obviously, that hasn't really happened. I guess I could post my 365 shots (although they're right to the right of my posts) daily. Perhaps I'll start doing that. Just so I feel like I'm doing something on here.

So,

I never write on here. And I just figured out that my phone has an app for it. So perhaps I will more often now.

That's all :)

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