And the Winner Is...

I've been trying to make my decision over whether to stay a music major or switch to photography whenever i transfer. Music is more impacted and much more competitive.. i dont do well with the personal drama that goes with it.. and after i got the degree wouldnt want a career in it anyways. i enjoy singing.. and would LOVE to perform in some productions.. but teaching.. piano playing.,. directing.. just not my thing.

I dont want to disappoint people by making the switch, but I'm coming to realize that this is my life and i have to be the one to take charge of it.

I WANT TO TAKE PICTURES.

That is the one thing that excites me as much as a good piece of music.. it is the one thing that i will bend over backwards to do for people because i always enjoy it. A music performance is a 50/50 chance of coming out alright and being enjoyable. A good shoot with some photogenic people is always satisfying.. you work your own hours.. you take your own jobs.. and youre considered classy. Not a beggar.

I dont see myself on the stage.. i dont see myself with a choir.. i dont see myself with a classroom full of troubled kids. I see myself taking jobs.. taking photographs.. working one on one with people.. editing pictures into the wee hours of the night.. getting prints and making MORE money than a musician with less effort and much MUCH more comfortably.

I think I've just sold myself...

Photography it is :)

The Language of Love, Part 1

Over the last few months Ive been noticing specific ways people behave when around a member of the opposite sex that they're interested in. Patterns of behavior vary from person to person, but there are a few that are universal. Especially when it comes to flirting. So boys, listen up. Here are the secrets of the female race.

How to Know If She's Flirting...

- She'll get loud. Even if she's talking to a group of her friends, if she notices that youre around, her voice is gonna raise a little in volume. She'll laugh louder than anyone. It's our way of getting your attention, showing you that we're interesting.. the life of the party.. and someone that you WANT to get to know better.

-She'll make you come to her. When we see you come around, only the desperate ones will come straight to you. For the most part, we make lots of noise to make you come to us. We want to be admired, wanted and chased. ;)

-She'll say goodbye to you last. When saying goodbye to a group of friends and giving lots of hugs, she will always hug you last. It's a way of attempting to not make our feelings obvious and to seem like we really do want to hug everyone else (even though we dont, we just want to get to you). That last hug we get from you is the one that we want to walk away still feeling.

-She'll laugh at anything. It doesnt matter if its a knock knock or blonde joke, she will laugh. It shows that she's accepting you and wants you to know she's your biggest fan.

-She doesnt let go right away. If youre hugging her, or shaking her hand, time slows down for her (if shes in love), and she's going to hang on as long as she can, just to feel close to you. If she's a whore, its just so youll feel the sensual vibes she's trying to send out to you and make you want more of her.

-She eye-fucks you. We want you to get lost in our eyes, so we're gonna make eye contact with you as much as possible. Laughing, talking, whatever... it shows that we're totally interested in everything youre doing and saying.

More to come later... much MUCH more... consider this my lil Dr Laura/Sex and the City blog...

Learn from it.

My favorite things

the song says when bad things happen, think of your favorite things. right now, im dealing with an unreasonable family, am about to fly out of state for a week and just want to be able to say goodbye in private to the man im in love with and am already missing like crazy. so here we go.

i like gerber daisies and yellow roses.

i like dancing in the rain.

i like looking at names on boats.

i like the burn of hot water on my skin.

i like the feeling of sticking your hand in a bowl of raw beans.

i like the smell of bonfires.

i like the way the world looks through a lens.

i like to make love on the floor.

i like to be kissed on the forehead and neck.

i like to laugh until i hurt.

i like the sound of coffee being made.

i like to listen to people speaking in french.

i like afrikaan music.

i like to see old couples still in love.

i like the sound of car engines.

i like when leaves fall off trees.

i like all the pink blossoms on cherry trees.

i like when cooking flour gets on your face.

i like car grease on hands.

i like a hot shower after a good workout.

i like drum solos.

i like hearing and telling stories.

i like going out with wet hair.

i like the black horse contenders.

i like looking at old pictures.

i like the smell of libraries.

i like how eyes sparkle after crying.

i like rainbow sherbet.

i like thunderstorms and the wind that comes right before it.

i like tin roofs.

i like open fields and tall yellow grass.

i like weeping willow trees and spanish moss.

theres so much more but right now i have nothing... it distracts you, but doesnt make hurt go away. pity.