Origins

Brandon and I were/are talking, and I realized I’ve lost sight of what this blog was really made for. Too much of it has become a chronicle of my life, and not a place where I can write about how I truly feel about things. So, in my opinion, it’s time to get back to the origins. What do you think?

I originally planned to write about some new happenings with Stephanie, but I’m not sure if I’ll go with that just yet. I’ve been going through my Flickr account, looking for pictures of myself in a dress, which I took for Laura when I lost a bet to her. I couldn’t find any, but I did find some old-ish photos I’ve taken in the last couple years that I’d forgotten about. I thought I’d post some of my favorite ones. I wish I could figure out how to post pictures correctly on here, but so far I’ve failed at it, so I think I’ll just post links. There’s one in here, which I’ll leave for the end, that’s from when I was younger, and I just really love it, ‘cause it makse me giggle.

Okay, so, in no particular order:

 

A picture from atop Jefferson Rock at Harpers Ferry, WV

 

An Obama rally in Leesburg, around October 2008 - There were about 10- or 15,000 people there, and we were just about in the very front.

 

Sponge-type thing in shower – I finally figured out how to do some special things with our camera, so I took this picture. It’s probably my best take on artistic photography.

 

Sunrise at home – I can’t remember exactly when I took this picture. But judging from where the sun is, I’d have to guess it was about 10 or 11 AM. The sun always looks so amazing when it’s shining through the trees, here. All you have to do is look up and you’re instantly taken away from everything. Something I don’t take advantage of nearly enough.

 

Me as a brat – Again, I can’t remember exactly when this was taken (obviously, considering my age). I’d guess I was about 2 or 3. I love this one so much, because even though I’m still just a toddler, I have this face that says, “What, you wanna mess with this?!” Haha, like I said before, it makes me giggle.

 

So that’s it, for now. I hope I don’t accidentally delete those pictures from my flickr and break the links. Otherwise they’re gone forever.

Next time, I’ll probably write about the update on Stephanie. It’s not particularly important in the typical sense. I want to write about it because the way I handled the situation made me feel really good about myself, like I’m not the same bullshit-swallowing person I used to be. ‘Till next time.