Monday, May 27, 2013

Bad Photos Diary...

   I decided today when I was walking in my neighborhood to make a bad photos diary. There's so many amazing photographers in the world that take beautiful pictures. I have always been that nervous photographer that misses the moment or ruins it. Even though I have taken photography courses in high school and college for some reason my photos have never been quite that good. So today is my first day of taking my camera with me for the purpose of taking pictures of mundane things that no one else will care to take pictures of, but me.
Let me just sit here and wait for you to jump.

The sun is beaming high.

Please someone claim this shopping cart.

I am rusting away.
Where are we going?

Sunday, May 26, 2013

Crush Sound of The Week: The Vaccines "Teenage Icon"..

I truly luv this music video "Teenage Icon." The ladies in this music video make me wanna be in a band...They are so freakiiin coool...I totally pictured them being the bad ass band "The Lizzies" in my novel..

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Boys+Flannel Shirts= Boy Diary Crushes


I had been missing the fun adventures of finding a guy to crush on. Finally for the sake of bringing back "Boy Diaries" every week I indeed found a guy. This guy seems pretty cool and he was wearing a black and blue flannel shirt, and his hair was slick back with a lot of hairspray. I had seen him before at the bookstore, but I got a little nervous that I walked in another aisle searching for a book. I usually go to my Sunday writers group at the bookstore were flannel boy works in. I was running late for the meeting when I walked into the bookstore I happened to notice the cashier that was sitting in the register. The bookstore was not that busy so he was easy to spot. I walked quickly up the stairs and through the maze and it was nice to see him from second floor view he looked very handsome. Then I thought that after the meeting I would buy a magazine to at least say "hi" since he was the cashier. Unfortunately for me when my meeting ended 3 hours later he was not the cashier but a girl with a pretty green vintage dress was in his place. The nice thing is that he was at the register but he was looking through a magazine. As I made my exit from the bookstore I looked his way just to take a mental picture of him. I hope he works at the bookstore this Sunday and I have the courage to say "hi."