I shouldn't do a blog at 22:50 at night because I have school in approximately 8 hours and 40 minutes. Sleep would be advisable at this point in time, bu- wait, Media's cancelled and I have a free second.. I can go in at break! :D Oh happy days.
Not really, though, because today has not been a happy day, no.
It has been a retarded day.
Basically, was rain + thick, holey trousers + shoes that aren't actually shoes anymore, they wouldn't even pass as socks + puddles + thinking it was week 2 (when it was actually week 1) for the fisrt 2 hours of the day + playwrights for 2 hours meaning I missed the first half of my Media double + epic rain turning into EPIC heat and sun, meaning heavy, wet trousers are now HELLISH + playwrights after school until 5; spending 2 hours and 10 minutes with a bunch of hyper active year 8s who really don't want to be there attempting to direct them in a play format + being collected by my sister because my mother had 'fallen asleep at the wheel' earlier and damaged her car + having nothing bought by my mother for me to have for tea + being disgustingly tired because of said events + getting into ridiculously pointless 'arguments' that are essentially something picky, out of the blue and not relevent being said which makes me not want to even bother attempting to be nice anymore, when really it shouldn't be effort anyway + not having been to the gym in like a week + ARRGH EVERYTHING ELSE.
I don't LIKE IT.
MAKE IT GONE.
D<
JESUS if this is what summer does to me, please, just piss off summer.
oh ffs my nose won't stop running either.
Monday, 29 June 2009
Wednesday, 17 June 2009
School's fun, yup.
Arrgghh I'm dyyyyinnnngg
Stomach is growling at me and Iuno why :( I would put food in it but a) it's hurty in an I-have-no-apetite way and b) I can't be arsed.
I am in school, by the way. Getting food to consume would involve walking aaaallll the way to the village, because I have no stupid finger print account here or 'swipe card'. If it was connected to Monmouth I would.. but, alas, I find myself stuck in a school with a canteen containing foods I simply am not allowed to eat.
I think I'm going mad.
I'm blogging in school. I haven't done this in aages, MONTHS. God, I hate the fact year 12s go back to school after exams. Really, I've had 5 lessons over the past 3 days so far and 2 of them were dvd lessons and another was just sitting in a classroom commenting on how pregnant my teacher. I have only had two in which we have actually done anything of any meaning to my life or any form of education, these lessons being media, in which he has said 'you don't have to come to lessons for the next two weeks if you don't want to :)' meaning the next two weeks will be weeks of NOTHING. All we did in media really was talk about the coursework, which sounds pretty damn awesome. We get the next two weeks to decide what to actually do for it, because it's so open. S'gonna be well cool. I also just had psychology which was one of the dvd lessons, well, I say dvd, it's actually a VIDEO we're watching (I know, we're well retro at Caldicot..), a video of 'Seven', or 'Se7en' or however you wanna write it. This is the fourth time I have seen this film, 3 of these times being in school. Drama, media and now psychology. What the hell is school's obsession with this film? I can vaguely understand psychology, what with it being centered around a paranoid schizophrenic, but it's an 18 and the first time I saw this film in school I must have been 15. Makes no sense. I'm not really complaining though, it's quite a good film.. it's just, I can't watch just 'quite good' films that amount of times in the space of 3 years. I hate overwatching films, it ruins them. It's the same with music, people who overlisten to music are just strange, they're the kind of people who don't really listen to the music, they just put it on the background, which should be and illegal offence, really.
I have music in 15 minutes. Should I go? The teachers say we must go for at least 2 weeks before giving up, but I just know I'm not going to take music, I'd rather eat potatoes off a fatman's backside, to be honest. It's a waste of time; I know I'm not going to do well in it and I dislike it severely. Bleh.. I was planning on going down the village instead and getting food, but my stomach is really hurting right now.. hmm, maybe walking will make it ease off, who knows. Or maybe it's CAUSED by walking.. should I take that risk?
I probably will, otherwise I'll just end up blogging for the next hour. Believe me, I can type a LOT in an hour.
Hah, I think you'd all enjoy that.
Yes, every single one of you.
I can't post photos in this post. This would mainly be because I am in school and therefore have no photos to post, but also because.. I have no photos to post. I have not really taken many of any decent standard since my last post.. just the Trellech ones with Danielle and Catherine. Maybe if you're lucky I'll post them up when I get home.
If I can be bothered.
What are the chances, eh.
Saying that, if I can be bothered to go the gym later when my stomach is screaming at me for unknown reasons then I should really be bothered to sit at my computer and post photos to this blog.
I'm generally not an amazingly sensical person, apparently.
Urgghghghgg owwchhhh :( Maybe it's apendicitis.. that'd be fun. Yeah. Brlhl.g.
Where even is the apendix? I'ma ask google.. ahh, no way is this apendicitis then, it's in a completely different place. My actual stomach is screaming at me.. maybe it's just really REALLY godamn hungry, so much so it's going to criple me until I eat. Well then it's gutted and can stop having a strop, or I'm not doing anything. It's behaving like a small child and shall be treated like one. However it could not be because it's hungry.. could be infected by an uncooked food I have recently consumed.. but then doesn't food poisoning appear a few hours after consumption? In which case, I do not have food poisoning. I have not eaten anything since tea last night.. I believe the last thing I ate was Tesco value ice cream.. Hah, maybe my stomach just really hates tesco. Or, maybe I have gastric flu. That'd be equally as fun, although I believe I would have thrown up by now. Maybe I have really bad wind.. in my stomach. This is the least severe really and most definitely the most likely.. but then I've had that before and it didn't feel like this.
Oh dear, the bell just went. Do I go? Hmmm.. I think whatever I do it will not involve this blog, so I think I shall say goodbye for now.
I'm sure you had fun reading this.
Oyasumi nasai! (because it's definitely night..)
Stomach is growling at me and Iuno why :( I would put food in it but a) it's hurty in an I-have-no-apetite way and b) I can't be arsed.
I am in school, by the way. Getting food to consume would involve walking aaaallll the way to the village, because I have no stupid finger print account here or 'swipe card'. If it was connected to Monmouth I would.. but, alas, I find myself stuck in a school with a canteen containing foods I simply am not allowed to eat.
I think I'm going mad.
I'm blogging in school. I haven't done this in aages, MONTHS. God, I hate the fact year 12s go back to school after exams. Really, I've had 5 lessons over the past 3 days so far and 2 of them were dvd lessons and another was just sitting in a classroom commenting on how pregnant my teacher. I have only had two in which we have actually done anything of any meaning to my life or any form of education, these lessons being media, in which he has said 'you don't have to come to lessons for the next two weeks if you don't want to :)' meaning the next two weeks will be weeks of NOTHING. All we did in media really was talk about the coursework, which sounds pretty damn awesome. We get the next two weeks to decide what to actually do for it, because it's so open. S'gonna be well cool. I also just had psychology which was one of the dvd lessons, well, I say dvd, it's actually a VIDEO we're watching (I know, we're well retro at Caldicot..), a video of 'Seven', or 'Se7en' or however you wanna write it. This is the fourth time I have seen this film, 3 of these times being in school. Drama, media and now psychology. What the hell is school's obsession with this film? I can vaguely understand psychology, what with it being centered around a paranoid schizophrenic, but it's an 18 and the first time I saw this film in school I must have been 15. Makes no sense. I'm not really complaining though, it's quite a good film.. it's just, I can't watch just 'quite good' films that amount of times in the space of 3 years. I hate overwatching films, it ruins them. It's the same with music, people who overlisten to music are just strange, they're the kind of people who don't really listen to the music, they just put it on the background, which should be and illegal offence, really.
I have music in 15 minutes. Should I go? The teachers say we must go for at least 2 weeks before giving up, but I just know I'm not going to take music, I'd rather eat potatoes off a fatman's backside, to be honest. It's a waste of time; I know I'm not going to do well in it and I dislike it severely. Bleh.. I was planning on going down the village instead and getting food, but my stomach is really hurting right now.. hmm, maybe walking will make it ease off, who knows. Or maybe it's CAUSED by walking.. should I take that risk?
I probably will, otherwise I'll just end up blogging for the next hour. Believe me, I can type a LOT in an hour.
Hah, I think you'd all enjoy that.
Yes, every single one of you.
I can't post photos in this post. This would mainly be because I am in school and therefore have no photos to post, but also because.. I have no photos to post. I have not really taken many of any decent standard since my last post.. just the Trellech ones with Danielle and Catherine. Maybe if you're lucky I'll post them up when I get home.
If I can be bothered.
What are the chances, eh.
Saying that, if I can be bothered to go the gym later when my stomach is screaming at me for unknown reasons then I should really be bothered to sit at my computer and post photos to this blog.
I'm generally not an amazingly sensical person, apparently.
Urgghghghgg owwchhhh :( Maybe it's apendicitis.. that'd be fun. Yeah. Brlhl.g.
Where even is the apendix? I'ma ask google.. ahh, no way is this apendicitis then, it's in a completely different place. My actual stomach is screaming at me.. maybe it's just really REALLY godamn hungry, so much so it's going to criple me until I eat. Well then it's gutted and can stop having a strop, or I'm not doing anything. It's behaving like a small child and shall be treated like one. However it could not be because it's hungry.. could be infected by an uncooked food I have recently consumed.. but then doesn't food poisoning appear a few hours after consumption? In which case, I do not have food poisoning. I have not eaten anything since tea last night.. I believe the last thing I ate was Tesco value ice cream.. Hah, maybe my stomach just really hates tesco. Or, maybe I have gastric flu. That'd be equally as fun, although I believe I would have thrown up by now. Maybe I have really bad wind.. in my stomach. This is the least severe really and most definitely the most likely.. but then I've had that before and it didn't feel like this.
Oh dear, the bell just went. Do I go? Hmmm.. I think whatever I do it will not involve this blog, so I think I shall say goodbye for now.
I'm sure you had fun reading this.
Oyasumi nasai! (because it's definitely night..)
Saturday, 13 June 2009
Sayonara.
Fucksake. Had first driving lesson for three weeks today and had practically forgotten everything, my instructor told me before she went away for three weeks that I should be going out driving with my parents to 'build up trust' and just practice some straight driving, which makes sense and is what both Catherine and Rhys have done (after less lessons than I'd had..). I said this to mother at the time and she was all 'ohhhh ohh well.. well.. I'll have to see.. hmmmmmm..'. Mentioned it again just now and the fact I'd forgotten so much between lessons and how it's going to take me FOREVER to learn if I don't go out at all between lessons.. "your sister didn't go out until she'd had FAR more lessons than you've had..." "I'm saying what my instructor said.. and Catherine and Rhys both went out after having less lessons than I've had already.." "Yes but you're not Catherine or Rhys".
RAAAAAAAAfidosnklremqWDLASDLADD.
IT'S GOING TO TAKE ME YEARS TO LEARN TO DRIVE.
They're wasting their own bloody money as well, having picked the most expensive instructor in the history of expensive driving instructors.
Really, they're just idiots. And the 'building up trust' my instructor suggests happening is just.. never going to happen, meaning I'm just.. never going to learn to drive.. S'just bloody retarded.
Grr. Subject change now.
Was Rhys and I's 2 year anniversary type thing yesterday :). This is good. I love him. We went to Cardiff. I drew him this picture.
It is not very good, I didn't finish it as well as I'd liked to and should have spent more time on it. I think he liked it anyways, hard to tell :P.
On another note, it's apparently official that Danielle, Caitlin, Catherine and I have lost Laura and Lydia as friends.
Basically, I left Monmouth Comp to do Media Studies at Caldicot. Upon leaving, a lot of new peoples arrived at Monmouth Comp, including the likes of Fai-ahem-Felix. Felix is a long term dope head who is now, apparently, becoming a doped up crack head. All I knew of this person was that they befriended Laura and Lydia and that they were a 'bit dodgey'. ('Cherylish', I believe was the term). Then it is discovered that Laura had confided in Caitlin the fact she had started smoking weed with Felix. This had severely shocked and distressed Caitlin and Danielle, to put it lightly. Laura then gets told the extent to which this had shocked and distressed Caitlin and Danielle. See, would it be a fair suggestion that perhaps if you'd found out you'd severely shocked and distressed your friends by smoking an illegal drug that you'd reconsider your actions, or at the very least apologise and do anything within your conscious power to put it right? That is, if you cared about your friends mental (and physical) state. This seemed like a fair suggestion to me, but really couldn't be any different from what actually happened. Laura effectively did nothing. It was left for us to bring up the topic of conversation, was left for us to do any form of confrontation. Now I believe that Laura was naive enough to really not see smoking weed as a big deal at all, infact about as shocking as if we were to find out she'd been drinking a large amount of coffee, or something. But the fact she did nothing AT ALL to show that she regretted her actions, regretted upsetting her friends so much, regretted anything.. this just gave off the impression she didn't really care. When attempts at in-person confrontations were made, all that proceeded to happen was Felix turning up and butting in, being generally quite rude and blatently controlling. He spoke for Laura, I heard. My natural assumption was that he was just controlling L+L, attempting to turn them against us, because it was out of character for Laura not to do anything about hurting her friends.
We decided, after a month of upset, worry, severe stress and not having the two Ls around, that we'd just lay it to rest and not worry about it unless it just became a lot worse. We decided we'd really just like our friends back, despite all that had gone on. My birthday came and went, then Laura's birthday appeared. Danielle made her a cake in an attempt to say 'we miss you :( friends again plz?'. Nothing changed.. Laura continued to go off with Lydia and Felix (and Liam..? o.O) and never once made an attempt to see Danielle, Catherine and Caitlin at school. This, we felt, was a bit like a slap around the face. We decided to confront her via WLM, ask what was going on. When the cake-gesture was mentioned, she just repeated 'Thank you for my cake =]', the repetition seemed a tad sarcastic. We basically had another one of the conversations we'd had back in March/April. Her closing statement was:
For me, at least, this is another big slap around the face, with a little bit of headdesk thrown in.
And this is where we are.
The really disturbing thing for me is that I haven't seen Laura since the beginning of March before we even knew about the weed. I think this enables me to shift the blame quite nicely on to the person I have still never met, the person who supplies/supplied Laura with the weed, the person who was just bloody rude to Danielle and Caitlin when they showed Laura their anxiety and concern. Yeah, it's really just making him out to be a bit of a twat, isn't it.
The fact I haven't seen Laura since this all happened means I haven't witnessed any change in her. To me, she is still Laura, and I find it hard to believe Laura would say any of the things she's said or do any of the things she's done. It also means I'm the one who is going to find it the most difficult and unbearable to move on.
I don't know what to say on the subject at the moment and where my mind stands. I don't think Laura's really thinking anything through, I think she's taking the quick easy hot-guy option out. It's just really difficult to accept the fact that included in the quick easy hot-guy option out is forgetting our existance.
I really hope no one minds me posting this story up, but I don't see any reason to beat about the bush, and I find typing it up makes it vaguely clearer in my mind.
I'll delete anything if you do so desire.
Just needed to say it.
Well. Yeah.
Umm.
I'll put some pictures up in another post.
RAAAAAAAAfidosnklremqWDLASDLADD.
IT'S GOING TO TAKE ME YEARS TO LEARN TO DRIVE.
They're wasting their own bloody money as well, having picked the most expensive instructor in the history of expensive driving instructors.
Really, they're just idiots. And the 'building up trust' my instructor suggests happening is just.. never going to happen, meaning I'm just.. never going to learn to drive.. S'just bloody retarded.
Grr. Subject change now.
Was Rhys and I's 2 year anniversary type thing yesterday :). This is good. I love him. We went to Cardiff. I drew him this picture.
It is not very good, I didn't finish it as well as I'd liked to and should have spent more time on it. I think he liked it anyways, hard to tell :P.
On another note, it's apparently official that Danielle, Caitlin, Catherine and I have lost Laura and Lydia as friends.
Basically, I left Monmouth Comp to do Media Studies at Caldicot. Upon leaving, a lot of new peoples arrived at Monmouth Comp, including the likes of Fai-ahem-Felix. Felix is a long term dope head who is now, apparently, becoming a doped up crack head. All I knew of this person was that they befriended Laura and Lydia and that they were a 'bit dodgey'. ('Cherylish', I believe was the term). Then it is discovered that Laura had confided in Caitlin the fact she had started smoking weed with Felix. This had severely shocked and distressed Caitlin and Danielle, to put it lightly. Laura then gets told the extent to which this had shocked and distressed Caitlin and Danielle. See, would it be a fair suggestion that perhaps if you'd found out you'd severely shocked and distressed your friends by smoking an illegal drug that you'd reconsider your actions, or at the very least apologise and do anything within your conscious power to put it right? That is, if you cared about your friends mental (and physical) state. This seemed like a fair suggestion to me, but really couldn't be any different from what actually happened. Laura effectively did nothing. It was left for us to bring up the topic of conversation, was left for us to do any form of confrontation. Now I believe that Laura was naive enough to really not see smoking weed as a big deal at all, infact about as shocking as if we were to find out she'd been drinking a large amount of coffee, or something. But the fact she did nothing AT ALL to show that she regretted her actions, regretted upsetting her friends so much, regretted anything.. this just gave off the impression she didn't really care. When attempts at in-person confrontations were made, all that proceeded to happen was Felix turning up and butting in, being generally quite rude and blatently controlling. He spoke for Laura, I heard. My natural assumption was that he was just controlling L+L, attempting to turn them against us, because it was out of character for Laura not to do anything about hurting her friends.
We decided, after a month of upset, worry, severe stress and not having the two Ls around, that we'd just lay it to rest and not worry about it unless it just became a lot worse. We decided we'd really just like our friends back, despite all that had gone on. My birthday came and went, then Laura's birthday appeared. Danielle made her a cake in an attempt to say 'we miss you :( friends again plz?'. Nothing changed.. Laura continued to go off with Lydia and Felix (and Liam..? o.O) and never once made an attempt to see Danielle, Catherine and Caitlin at school. This, we felt, was a bit like a slap around the face. We decided to confront her via WLM, ask what was going on. When the cake-gesture was mentioned, she just repeated 'Thank you for my cake =]', the repetition seemed a tad sarcastic. We basically had another one of the conversations we'd had back in March/April. Her closing statement was:
| (23:35) [[ Laaaaura ]]: | Things won't be the same, do you think i liked being told it was like i didn't care and everything? |
|---|
For me, at least, this is another big slap around the face, with a little bit of headdesk thrown in.
And this is where we are.
The really disturbing thing for me is that I haven't seen Laura since the beginning of March before we even knew about the weed. I think this enables me to shift the blame quite nicely on to the person I have still never met, the person who supplies/supplied Laura with the weed, the person who was just bloody rude to Danielle and Caitlin when they showed Laura their anxiety and concern. Yeah, it's really just making him out to be a bit of a twat, isn't it.
The fact I haven't seen Laura since this all happened means I haven't witnessed any change in her. To me, she is still Laura, and I find it hard to believe Laura would say any of the things she's said or do any of the things she's done. It also means I'm the one who is going to find it the most difficult and unbearable to move on.
I don't know what to say on the subject at the moment and where my mind stands. I don't think Laura's really thinking anything through, I think she's taking the quick easy hot-guy option out. It's just really difficult to accept the fact that included in the quick easy hot-guy option out is forgetting our existance.
I really hope no one minds me posting this story up, but I don't see any reason to beat about the bush, and I find typing it up makes it vaguely clearer in my mind.
I'll delete anything if you do so desire.
Just needed to say it.
Well. Yeah.
Umm.
I'll put some pictures up in another post.
Monday, 1 June 2009
f'shitsake.
RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRG. I would rant about all my shit but it really won't get me anywhere (Y) god knows who I'd offend.
Can't be crapped to edit my photos (Y) atm, anyway. So have the few I'd done previously.
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sensing a theme?
Can't be crapped to edit my photos (Y) atm, anyway. So have the few I'd done previously.
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sensing a theme?
Saturday, 23 May 2009
Photographs.
Halfway through exams now. Psychology and music down, just media and drama to go. The two I hope to get As in. Yaaaay. It's good that they're the two that require the least revision, though, and they aren't until the 1st and 3rd of June, which is a week and a bit away. It's halfterm now :D Apparently the weather is meant to get really good this week, temperature could go up to 28 degrees.. lots of walks planned, lots of photos to be taken. Should be good, hopefully.
We'll see.
My fecking Ramune won't open. I've had it since Christmas (thanks Rhys ;D) and have been saving it. Probably not the best idea.. all that carbon dioxide building up underneath that lil glass ball.. it's actually impossible to open it now. I WAN' RAMUNE. ggrrrrrrrrrumbleee.
Oh also
third in BeMyInspiration? Sorry? What's that about? Granted, it's the one I didn't try as hard in.. but.. third? *soreloser*. And second in EPP?!
Not cool, man. Not cool.
Here are my losing entries.
'Portrait' for EPP.
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'Anything' for EPP. (I said the theme was 'wilted time'.. 8-))
'Seasons' for BeMyInspiration. I actually thought this was alright.. considering I had no idea what to do.. did a nice bit'o'macro.
'Technology' for BeMyInspiration. Did definitely not steal this idea from a deviantard.
Bask in the loseryness of my photographs! I AM NO WINNARR D: I'm sorry, Danielle. I have failed you, Gabriella has defeated me.
I'm now going to move swiftly on in order to confirm the fact I am not a bebotard. Ahem.
I have a few more photos for you. We went to Caitlin's house the other week to 'revise' psychology. Well, I say 'revise'.. I did actually intend to revise, what with the first exam being 2 days after. Little revision was done. A fair amount of photographs were taken.
Here's a selection for you.
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T'was a very photogenic day.
I hope there are many more days such as these to come.
We'll see.
My fecking Ramune won't open. I've had it since Christmas (thanks Rhys ;D) and have been saving it. Probably not the best idea.. all that carbon dioxide building up underneath that lil glass ball.. it's actually impossible to open it now. I WAN' RAMUNE. ggrrrrrrrrrumbleee.
Oh also
third in BeMyInspiration? Sorry? What's that about? Granted, it's the one I didn't try as hard in.. but.. third? *soreloser*. And second in EPP?!
Not cool, man. Not cool.
Here are my losing entries.
'Portrait' for EPP.
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'Anything' for EPP. (I said the theme was 'wilted time'.. 8-))
'Seasons' for BeMyInspiration. I actually thought this was alright.. considering I had no idea what to do.. did a nice bit'o'macro.
'Technology' for BeMyInspiration. Did definitely not steal this idea from a deviantard.
Bask in the loseryness of my photographs! I AM NO WINNARR D: I'm sorry, Danielle. I have failed you, Gabriella has defeated me.
I'm now going to move swiftly on in order to confirm the fact I am not a bebotard. Ahem.
I have a few more photos for you. We went to Caitlin's house the other week to 'revise' psychology. Well, I say 'revise'.. I did actually intend to revise, what with the first exam being 2 days after. Little revision was done. A fair amount of photographs were taken.
Here's a selection for you.
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T'was a very photogenic day.
I hope there are many more days such as these to come.
Tuesday, 5 May 2009
Mayyyy is here.
I'm definitely not going to do a post instead of practice my guitar and (frankly quite shite) singing for my music exam in approximately 38 hours. Nevarrrr.
I have a few more pictures. Not a great deal more, though.. nowhere near as many as I should have considering the fact I now own a DSLR which I had been drooling over for months beforehand. Although considering I started my Open University course in Digital Photography on Friday perhaps the number of pictures per blogpost will increase. Who knows. This OU course does set a fair amount of tasks.. only one task each week is (relitively) compulsary, though. I did one of the other tasks which involved taking three pictures of the same bottle; one focusing on light, one on colour and the other focusing on a viewpoint. I think I failed slightly at colour. Let's be honest now, a clear bottle full of water isn't the most colourful photo-subject in the world. I attempted to do what the scary tutor lady had done and make a dent in the bottle and shine light through it to make it go all rainbowy, but I couldn't find anything to shine light through it with other than windows and it was raining and grey outside and.. yeah, was giant fail. Haven't actually uploaded them yet. Will do soon (yay for you).
But yeah. The first compulsaryish task is either of these:
"Choose one of the following activities:
Select two letters from the alphabet and take a picture for each letter. Do not just look for letters on signs; think creatively about the shapes in nature and of objects – for example a rope laid on the ground may become an ‘s’ or a ‘w’.
OR
Take two images of familiar subjects from below waist height or above head height (not at the normal head height). Try to find a subject that you can photograph from above and below and from the side. Take at least one shot which is close up to the subject and one which is taken from a distance. Use this opportunity to give an unusual perspective on a familiar subject.
OR
Take two pictures of a place, a person and a still life. For each subject take two shots, one using landscape format and the other using portrait format – i.e. with the camera held horizontally and vertically"
I'm thinking the last one. It sounds the easiest (yeah, will probably attempt the harder ones when I don't have so many exams..) and least time consuming. I shall attempt it tomorrow, perhaps. Suggestions on photo content would be appreciated. I do hope they will not all turn out as failblurs, like the last couple of shoots. It's possible I'm still getting used to Alfie.
I think I have swineflu. Either that or chronic hayfever.. hayfever similar to that of which I had last year and the year before and the ye- definitely swineflu. I'm going to die and it's all Mexico's fault. Bastards. I'll just keep taking my antihistamine and hoping for the best. Mother wants to drag me to the doctors again to get more 'nasal spray'.. it's as vile as it sounds.. and does absolutely nothing. Well, it makes me sneeze a lot. And makes my eyes run.. perhaps nasal spray is the cause of all my nasal problems. I'll present this theory to the doctor, she'll love it. Her name is Dr Christmas, making her AWESOME. Mary Christm- I'm pretty sure her first name isn't Mary. Y'gutted. Actually it could be, maybe I should ask her this when collecting my nasal spray. Oh noes, I might have to see Dr Jennings instead! This could cause problems.. not only would I not find out Dr Christmas' first name, but I would probably end up going home with someone else's medication, due to the fact I can't understand a word Dr Jennings says. He just kind of goes 'ooohhhtorhtorhtorhtt *laughsnort* ohhhhhhhhhhhhhtorhttorht :)'. He's Irish. Veeeeeeeeeery Irish. Also, when my Grandma was still alive my mother went to see him to get some of her prescriptions so he got some forms that needed filling in or something.. but picked up a form with 'Deceased' written at the top, then chuckled to himself 'hohoho.. won't be needing that just yet ;)'.
I don't like Irish doctors.
Moving swiftly on, it's May. May is a good month, a month I intend to use for many photoshoots. The fact I am on study leave starting next week certainly helps in free time for these photoshoots, however I should really only consider doing anything of the sort after May 21st, as this is my last May exam. Although saying that, I do have exams on the 1st and 3rd of June.. but they are Media and Drama which are tricky to revise for (relitively). It's fine, I doubt I'll be taking photos all the time. I will most certainly try, though ;D ahem.
The past few weeks haven't really been amazing for me. Almost every area of my life has in some way turned negative at some point. Maybe it's good that the only positive thing throughout has been how I've been doing in Media.. it certainly helps boost my academic frame of mind. Somewhat.
I'm not loving the fact all my friends apparently thought I hated their company last year. I don't even remember what my mindset was last year, so much stuff has happened this year it all seems sooo long ago.. although saying that, my memory has proven itself to be pretty shite generally recently. Either way, I'm quite positive that I was not hating their company in the least last year. Most certainly the opposite. Urgh, does this mean I give off the wrong impression to everyone? I've always thought I was disturbingly easy to read.. still, I suppose this explains why some of them have been 'off' with me since leaving Monmouth. It's funny though, I distinctly remember thinking (and as earlier stated, I don't remember much 8-)) 'if I go on about how much I can't wait to leave Monmouth they may think I can't wait to leave them.. I must not let this happen!' and then proceeded to state that the reason I wanted to leave was purely because of Media and that school is for education not socialising and therefore a sacrifice had to be made; it was a bloody shitting decision that I did not enjoy making one bit.
Maybe I was just being twattish and anti-social. Iunno. Iunno most things anymore.
And for fucksake, Rhys, if we don't stop doing this I'm going to rip my fucking face off.
Nowwwwwwwwwww picture time ;D
'Idols' task. T'wasn't a photography task, don't worry. This is also a nice represenation for my blogggg for Green Day's comeback. Which I was quite excited about, now I am rather extremely very annoyed, due to my failings in the acquiring tickets department. *sigh* only another five years to go.
21st Century Breakdown: Pre-ordered.
Focus.. hands.. arrgh.
This was Colour#2. Spot the failfocus.
Apparently this task appeared to be more 'for autumn'. What? How th- not fair.
'Secrets' task. Incase it's too small (which it is) the secret portrayed is self harm. Lovely, I know. This isn't even edite- okay maybe it is. Scars don't look too real anyway, lets face it. I think I overuse this de-saturated effect as well. Although it does work relitively well with the mood of the picture.. who knows.
'Ribbon' task. This is the first picture for the finals of EPP.. not sure it's good enough, but I shall try and get the next two pictures up to an epic standard. Yup.
I have a few more pictures. Not a great deal more, though.. nowhere near as many as I should have considering the fact I now own a DSLR which I had been drooling over for months beforehand. Although considering I started my Open University course in Digital Photography on Friday perhaps the number of pictures per blogpost will increase. Who knows. This OU course does set a fair amount of tasks.. only one task each week is (relitively) compulsary, though. I did one of the other tasks which involved taking three pictures of the same bottle; one focusing on light, one on colour and the other focusing on a viewpoint. I think I failed slightly at colour. Let's be honest now, a clear bottle full of water isn't the most colourful photo-subject in the world. I attempted to do what the scary tutor lady had done and make a dent in the bottle and shine light through it to make it go all rainbowy, but I couldn't find anything to shine light through it with other than windows and it was raining and grey outside and.. yeah, was giant fail. Haven't actually uploaded them yet. Will do soon (yay for you).
But yeah. The first compulsaryish task is either of these:
"Choose one of the following activities:
Select two letters from the alphabet and take a picture for each letter. Do not just look for letters on signs; think creatively about the shapes in nature and of objects – for example a rope laid on the ground may become an ‘s’ or a ‘w’.
OR
Take two images of familiar subjects from below waist height or above head height (not at the normal head height). Try to find a subject that you can photograph from above and below and from the side. Take at least one shot which is close up to the subject and one which is taken from a distance. Use this opportunity to give an unusual perspective on a familiar subject.
OR
Take two pictures of a place, a person and a still life. For each subject take two shots, one using landscape format and the other using portrait format – i.e. with the camera held horizontally and vertically"
I'm thinking the last one. It sounds the easiest (yeah, will probably attempt the harder ones when I don't have so many exams..) and least time consuming. I shall attempt it tomorrow, perhaps. Suggestions on photo content would be appreciated. I do hope they will not all turn out as failblurs, like the last couple of shoots. It's possible I'm still getting used to Alfie.
I think I have swineflu. Either that or chronic hayfever.. hayfever similar to that of which I had last year and the year before and the ye- definitely swineflu. I'm going to die and it's all Mexico's fault. Bastards. I'll just keep taking my antihistamine and hoping for the best. Mother wants to drag me to the doctors again to get more 'nasal spray'.. it's as vile as it sounds.. and does absolutely nothing. Well, it makes me sneeze a lot. And makes my eyes run.. perhaps nasal spray is the cause of all my nasal problems. I'll present this theory to the doctor, she'll love it. Her name is Dr Christmas, making her AWESOME. Mary Christm- I'm pretty sure her first name isn't Mary. Y'gutted. Actually it could be, maybe I should ask her this when collecting my nasal spray. Oh noes, I might have to see Dr Jennings instead! This could cause problems.. not only would I not find out Dr Christmas' first name, but I would probably end up going home with someone else's medication, due to the fact I can't understand a word Dr Jennings says. He just kind of goes 'ooohhhtorhtorhtorhtt *laughsnort* ohhhhhhhhhhhhhtorhttorht :)'. He's Irish. Veeeeeeeeeery Irish. Also, when my Grandma was still alive my mother went to see him to get some of her prescriptions so he got some forms that needed filling in or something.. but picked up a form with 'Deceased' written at the top, then chuckled to himself 'hohoho.. won't be needing that just yet ;)'.
I don't like Irish doctors.
Moving swiftly on, it's May. May is a good month, a month I intend to use for many photoshoots. The fact I am on study leave starting next week certainly helps in free time for these photoshoots, however I should really only consider doing anything of the sort after May 21st, as this is my last May exam. Although saying that, I do have exams on the 1st and 3rd of June.. but they are Media and Drama which are tricky to revise for (relitively). It's fine, I doubt I'll be taking photos all the time. I will most certainly try, though ;D ahem.
The past few weeks haven't really been amazing for me. Almost every area of my life has in some way turned negative at some point. Maybe it's good that the only positive thing throughout has been how I've been doing in Media.. it certainly helps boost my academic frame of mind. Somewhat.
I'm not loving the fact all my friends apparently thought I hated their company last year. I don't even remember what my mindset was last year, so much stuff has happened this year it all seems sooo long ago.. although saying that, my memory has proven itself to be pretty shite generally recently. Either way, I'm quite positive that I was not hating their company in the least last year. Most certainly the opposite. Urgh, does this mean I give off the wrong impression to everyone? I've always thought I was disturbingly easy to read.. still, I suppose this explains why some of them have been 'off' with me since leaving Monmouth. It's funny though, I distinctly remember thinking (and as earlier stated, I don't remember much 8-)) 'if I go on about how much I can't wait to leave Monmouth they may think I can't wait to leave them.. I must not let this happen!' and then proceeded to state that the reason I wanted to leave was purely because of Media and that school is for education not socialising and therefore a sacrifice had to be made; it was a bloody shitting decision that I did not enjoy making one bit.
Maybe I was just being twattish and anti-social. Iunno. Iunno most things anymore.
And for fucksake, Rhys, if we don't stop doing this I'm going to rip my fucking face off.
Nowwwwwwwwwww picture time ;D
'Idols' task. T'wasn't a photography task, don't worry. This is also a nice represenation for my blogggg for Green Day's comeback. Which I was quite excited about, now I am rather extremely very annoyed, due to my failings in the acquiring tickets department. *sigh* only another five years to go.
21st Century Breakdown: Pre-ordered.
Focus.. hands.. arrgh.
This was Colour#2. Spot the failfocus.
Apparently this task appeared to be more 'for autumn'. What? How th- not fair.
'Secrets' task. Incase it's too small (which it is) the secret portrayed is self harm. Lovely, I know. This isn't even edite- okay maybe it is. Scars don't look too real anyway, lets face it. I think I overuse this de-saturated effect as well. Although it does work relitively well with the mood of the picture.. who knows.
'Ribbon' task. This is the first picture for the finals of EPP.. not sure it's good enough, but I shall try and get the next two pictures up to an epic standard. Yup.
Thursday, 23 April 2009
17.
So it was my birthday on the 21st. Y'am seventeen. Provisional driving licence arrived as well :3
I got Alfie the DSLR for my birthday, he is a Sony a200k. Alfie the Alpha :) He is quite epic. I love him. I shall post some examples of his fine work further down.
But yeah. My birthday. Raaather crap, really. Haven't done anything for it, wanted to, had it planned in my head what days I'd see who.. didn't happen.. haven't seen my friends. Well I saw Dani and Catherine today.. but nothing birthday related. Just big eye. Hmm.. don't really know what to think about the whole.. none of my friends getting me birthday cards.. or presents.. or anything.. makes me sound selfish.. but sjust like.. I don't go to their school anymore so I'm forgotten about.. Well Dani hasn't and has said she ordered me stuff then made me feel bad by reminding me I never re-ordered her christmas present which got lost in the post or something and ehhh yeah blarg.
S'paranoia. Seem to be getting that a lot recently.
*sigh* So.. so far 17 isn't better than 16 :P
Went to the butterfly zoo in Symonds Yat on saturday with my mother and sister.. was alright, took pictures of butterflies. Most were fails. Some were pretty cool, though.
I dunno what to say, really. My life is just schoolyexamyrevisionyness, friendsbeingcontrolledbydopeheads and feelingisolated at the moment.
And then I find myself debating in my head as to whether or not I want my fringe back.
I need to sort my head out really.
This was for 'birth' task. It's a tad failfocus because they were in lil glass rooms so it was hard to focus. I thought it was quite a cool idea though.
This was for 'science fiction'. I didn't really like this one, I did two other edits (below) of which I prefer the second. The moderators chose this one though.. each to their own.. 8-)
I love Rhys. X
le fin.
I got Alfie the DSLR for my birthday, he is a Sony a200k. Alfie the Alpha :) He is quite epic. I love him. I shall post some examples of his fine work further down.
But yeah. My birthday. Raaather crap, really. Haven't done anything for it, wanted to, had it planned in my head what days I'd see who.. didn't happen.. haven't seen my friends. Well I saw Dani and Catherine today.. but nothing birthday related. Just big eye. Hmm.. don't really know what to think about the whole.. none of my friends getting me birthday cards.. or presents.. or anything.. makes me sound selfish.. but sjust like.. I don't go to their school anymore so I'm forgotten about.. Well Dani hasn't and has said she ordered me stuff then made me feel bad by reminding me I never re-ordered her christmas present which got lost in the post or something and ehhh yeah blarg.
S'paranoia. Seem to be getting that a lot recently.
*sigh* So.. so far 17 isn't better than 16 :P
Went to the butterfly zoo in Symonds Yat on saturday with my mother and sister.. was alright, took pictures of butterflies. Most were fails. Some were pretty cool, though.
I dunno what to say, really. My life is just schoolyexamyrevisionyness, friendsbeingcontrolledbydopeheads and feelingisolated at the moment.
And then I find myself debating in my head as to whether or not I want my fringe back.
I need to sort my head out really.
This was for 'birth' task. It's a tad failfocus because they were in lil glass rooms so it was hard to focus. I thought it was quite a cool idea though.
This was for 'science fiction'. I didn't really like this one, I did two other edits (below) of which I prefer the second. The moderators chose this one though.. each to their own.. 8-)
I love Rhys. X
le fin.
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