tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68058298545127392882024-02-20T10:28:01.428-08:00A Creative Adventure Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473250701759723251noreply@blogger.comBlogger50125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805829854512739288.post-58162966807602915722015-04-27T21:56:00.001-07:002015-04-27T21:56:34.081-07:0050. Am I done yet?So, this could technically be my final blog post, and honestly, it probably will be with the full schedule I have coming up this week. I had never had a blog before this class, or ever really looked at any blogs, but this made me realize that blogging is a really good outlet for your thoughts and is actually really fun. <br />
<br />
Going into this blog I didn't really think about what I wanted it to be like and I kind of wish I had thought to focus it on one topic of specific thing, but I liked being able to just write about whatever I was thinking about or going through.<br />
<br />
Writing about my feelings and my days, although not the most thrilling topics for other people to read, really helped me feel more confident in myself. I am really happy I got to use this blog assignment as an outlet for my thoughts and ideas and I will definitely consider starting a blog about something I love or something I do or really anything specific in the near future.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473250701759723251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805829854512739288.post-11073023775907658432015-04-27T21:52:00.005-07:002015-04-27T21:52:58.961-07:0049. I miss MollyI really miss my kitten Molly. She was living at my boyfriends house all year and his landlord found her last week so we had to give her to his parents....it was very sad because although they were going to take her at the end of the year anyways, I was not ready to say goodbye. She is so fun to snuggle with and even though she is a crazy bitch sometimes I still miss having her around. Rainy days were always the best times with her because I would be inside all day and she would just chill and play and hangout with me. Having a pet at school really made it feel like home and I really miss having her around.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473250701759723251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805829854512739288.post-81714619441506859762015-04-27T21:50:00.001-07:002015-04-27T21:50:53.786-07:0048. WindI am a very easily distracted person and right now in the library the wind is whistling so loudly outside I can barely pay attention to my studying. I am already struggling with my stat studying since I still literally know nothing....even after studying for the past 5 days so I really don't need all of these distractions. I need a quiet study space to be able to hear my own thoughts. I like to process things slowly and clearly when I do work which is why silence is key for me to focus. Even though wind isn't necessarily distracting it shows how such small things can make such a big difference in the way you learn.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473250701759723251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805829854512739288.post-83383796485468399682015-04-27T21:48:00.003-07:002015-04-27T21:48:27.699-07:0047. A Haiku for funI love chai coffee<br />
I am drinking one right now<br />
And am still tiredAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473250701759723251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805829854512739288.post-85998872013956438572015-04-27T18:56:00.002-07:002015-04-27T18:56:44.001-07:0046. Semesters endThis year has gone by at lightning speed. It feels like yesterday that the year had just begun and now...we only have one week of classes left. I am happy for summer to begin, but I am not happy about being half way done with college. I am also not happy about the year ending because my boyfriend is a senior and is moving to New York after graduation. Which would be convenient if I were home because it is a quick 3 hour train ride from my house, but from Dallas.....it's not so close. The end of this year has definitely stirred up a lot of emotions and stress so having some time to relax and clear my head is definitely something to look forward to for summer.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473250701759723251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805829854512739288.post-40176431441087594302015-04-26T22:45:00.002-07:002015-04-26T22:45:54.176-07:0045. Procrastination <div class="vk_ans" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: xx-large !important; margin-bottom: 0px;">
<span data-dobid="hdw">pro·cras·ti·na·tion</span></div>
<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;">
<div class="lr_dct_ent_ph" style="font-size: large;">
<span class="lr_dct_ph">prəˌkrastəˈnāSH(ə)n/</span></div>
<div>
<div class="lr_dct_sf_h" style="padding-top: 10px;">
<i>noun</i></div>
<div class="xpdxpnd vk_gy" data-mh="-1" style="-webkit-transition: max-height 0.3s; color: rgb(135, 135, 135) !important; max-height: 0px; overflow: hidden; transition: max-height 0.3s;">
<b></b><b></b></div>
<ol class="lr_dct_sf_sens" style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 20px;">
<li style="border: 0px; line-height: 1.2; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><div class="lr_dct_sf_sen vk_txt" style="padding-top: 10px;">
<div style="margin-left: 20px;">
<div class="_Jig" style="margin-left: -20px;">
<div data-dobid="dfn" style="display: inline;">
the action of delaying or postponing something.</div>
</div>
<div class="_Jig" style="margin-left: -20px;">
<div data-dobid="dfn" style="display: inline;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="_Jig" style="margin-left: -20px;">
<div data-dobid="dfn" style="display: inline;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="_Jig" style="margin-left: -20px;">
<div data-dobid="dfn" style="display: inline;">
also known as, me, right now.</div>
</div>
<div class="_Jig" style="margin-left: -20px;">
<div data-dobid="dfn" style="display: inline;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="_Jig" style="margin-left: -20px;">
<div data-dobid="dfn" style="display: inline;">
I have been trying to learn stat for the past 4 hours and I kid you not....I have retained zero information. I can't focus at all and I really, really need to. I figured this would be a good break to put my mind at ease for a minute, because I would rather write for 6 hours straight than do one math problem for 10 minutes....math and I don't get along very well to say the least. Trying to study this right now is actually unbelievably painful and almost unbearable, it makes me SO ANGRY when I don't know how to do the problems, which then just cycles over and over until I literally feel like I know nothing.</div>
</div>
<div class="_Jig" style="margin-left: -20px;">
<div data-dobid="dfn" style="display: inline;">
<br /></div>
</div>
<div class="_Jig" style="margin-left: -20px;">
<div data-dobid="dfn" style="display: inline;">
So, on that note...I better go do some more studying.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
</li>
</ol>
</div>
</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473250701759723251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805829854512739288.post-7282629311933092992015-04-26T20:11:00.001-07:002015-04-26T20:11:33.668-07:0044. Lightning Sitting in Fondren library right now, procrastinating studying for my Stat test on Tuesday by writing blog posts...also distracted by the unreal lightning that is going on right now. On the fourth floor there is a huge window that I'm sitting by and there is nothing blocking the view to all the buildings in down town. The lightning keeps lighting up the entire sky and cracking down over all the buildings.<br />
<br />
I have a weird obsession with lightning. I love the way it looks in photographs and when it actually looks like that in real life. I think it is a beautiful part of nature that I honestly do not understand at all but its beauty is so naturally and powerful.<br />
<br />
From a distance the beauty is moving but up close would be terrifying. I think that is something really cool about lightning; that something so beautiful can be so dangerous and destructive. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473250701759723251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805829854512739288.post-85504964617716381652015-04-26T20:01:00.003-07:002015-04-26T20:01:53.447-07:0043. Found some beauty in NolaTo be completely honest, in the 2 times I have been to New Orleans I have only stayed within the confines of Bourbon street and a few moments by Tulane campus. The campus is actually very pretty, but obviously Bourbon street is not.<br />
<br />
It is grimy and smells bad ... and when it really comes down to it, its not a very visually appealing place. But, wandering around today with the few hours we had before our flight we stumbled into a little garden type thing. I'm not sure what it was, but it is clearly a destination to visit because there were a lot of other people strolling through has well.<br />
<br />
It was unbelievably beautiful and peaceful and I did not feel like I was in New Orleans at all anymore. It was serene and quant, and is definitely a place to visit as well. It allows for some peace within the hectic city of New Orleans, especially Bourbon street.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9lgWW-KYWhrYRXLbLXVSmnwJ58Cn7Xp0AbONI-5duQOH0d-V4zvV1HVW697wVl9RA8wd9lo9wQm1k9IKM1b4eCJLywFzsiSKq52HXGDZJCTcDazEFBW3ELc93bPLHm_s4InUYGRmOb2b5/s1600/11150826_10153143293861999_4903152181807402005_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9lgWW-KYWhrYRXLbLXVSmnwJ58Cn7Xp0AbONI-5duQOH0d-V4zvV1HVW697wVl9RA8wd9lo9wQm1k9IKM1b4eCJLywFzsiSKq52HXGDZJCTcDazEFBW3ELc93bPLHm_s4InUYGRmOb2b5/s1600/11150826_10153143293861999_4903152181807402005_n.jpg" height="300" width="400" /></a></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473250701759723251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805829854512739288.post-35221568124789603312015-04-26T19:57:00.003-07:002015-04-26T19:57:52.995-07:0042. BOURBON pt. 3Sunday consisted of the famous Beignet's from Cafe Du Monde.....obviously a tourist destination so we had to try it....and let me tell you, they are 100% worth however many thousand calories are in one of those things....because I ate 3 of them. <br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx3YdIvFLPOK0otb6xTVvj2kGUPwlOjNwrqHSny2Tcg6bIGsRfcx8SqMV5wlkRkVuu5m5wKY3HkcPCeja03q_lsuI_h1FxE_VpO3LX_V5zQpw4SVTLhoDIW5S05UUdx_uAFoZE_7xFf7tl/s1600/FullSizeRender-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx3YdIvFLPOK0otb6xTVvj2kGUPwlOjNwrqHSny2Tcg6bIGsRfcx8SqMV5wlkRkVuu5m5wKY3HkcPCeja03q_lsuI_h1FxE_VpO3LX_V5zQpw4SVTLhoDIW5S05UUdx_uAFoZE_7xFf7tl/s1600/FullSizeRender-1.jpg" height="320" width="307" /></a></div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq5KHcm71uKAd3xnyWbCPHYUjejuXJTpSAPtA3rzNaIJnIHVJzFpHjm0yRiLkIo9Ag6EYcnKsX9hInFOI9wYnH5AuCKjRhIwhiDkoFYFXMULbBex2R5dNKJubi-y8liDbSsMl_lJj2favA/s1600/FullSizeRender.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq5KHcm71uKAd3xnyWbCPHYUjejuXJTpSAPtA3rzNaIJnIHVJzFpHjm0yRiLkIo9Ag6EYcnKsX9hInFOI9wYnH5AuCKjRhIwhiDkoFYFXMULbBex2R5dNKJubi-y8liDbSsMl_lJj2favA/s1600/FullSizeRender.jpg" height="320" width="302" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
The line was out the door and around the corner but only still only took about 20 minutes, and honestly even if it had taken an hour we still would have waited and it still would have been worth it. This is a MUST HAVE upon a visit to Nola.</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473250701759723251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805829854512739288.post-11911385609960117142015-04-26T19:51:00.000-07:002015-04-26T19:53:56.237-07:0041. BOURBON pt. 2Saturday consisted of 4 hours at Bourbon Cowboy and then an amazing dinner at Emerald's Delmonico's Restaurant....amazing food, amazing atmosphere and amazing service. Highly suggested if you ever make your way to NOLA...it's definitely on the pricey side, but definitely worth it if you are trying to treat yourself....aka I'm almost out of money for the rest of the semester.<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifFlBK_taWxmnIu0wrE-YOX2m2rhCztIsadniq6jgvYolPmkdMEh0EVJA92T3dvEUtdzk1REqA4OQ4dZ9SWB9-ZS3xTC1RS3cqKa5F6yZEjuBX_DfrYZ9npD9I17slrLAJ7ISZUFNgCs6J/s1600/IMG_5587.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifFlBK_taWxmnIu0wrE-YOX2m2rhCztIsadniq6jgvYolPmkdMEh0EVJA92T3dvEUtdzk1REqA4OQ4dZ9SWB9-ZS3xTC1RS3cqKa5F6yZEjuBX_DfrYZ9npD9I17slrLAJ7ISZUFNgCs6J/s1600/IMG_5587.JPG" height="240" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
<br />
The night naturally ended walking around Bourbon for a while...taking in all the strangeness of New Orleans...it really is a very bizarre place.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgktVoamU_N-OJ3MAqDx-YsSBCCMedDer757gctQgAukOmiEe1YhT9XXjbdjW4M2NIZuLQ07OfBz7IeofWWd6luMmU92VvYAu2s0KumQkDBgXiHjEm801cMnR_wWHk1OBX7-0XsPX2IgTt/s1600/18700_10153143290021999_1684973548161444182_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgktVoamU_N-OJ3MAqDx-YsSBCCMedDer757gctQgAukOmiEe1YhT9XXjbdjW4M2NIZuLQ07OfBz7IeofWWd6luMmU92VvYAu2s0KumQkDBgXiHjEm801cMnR_wWHk1OBX7-0XsPX2IgTt/s1600/18700_10153143290021999_1684973548161444182_n.jpg" height="320" width="240" /></a></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473250701759723251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805829854512739288.post-17532488712673951592015-04-26T19:49:00.001-07:002015-04-26T19:49:29.233-07:0040. BOURBON STREETThis weekend had a lot of stuff going on in it.....<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
Friday: Flight to New Orleans gets delayed due to extreme weather and tornado warnings....for 3 hours. </div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
Friday night: Upon arrival to NOLA 4 hours after we were supposed to we headed to Bourbon street. Started the night getting some good ole fried chicken....which was actually fucking amazing. Then headed to the "Krazy Korner" for a cover rock band that was actually hilariously good. Had myself a $17 glass of sugar...aka a hurricane and then headed to a real classy establishment called "The Swamp" ...how can you not laugh at the fact that someone thought it was a good idea to name their bar the swam.... well... it actually ended up being really cool and the balcony had the classic view over Bourbon.</div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxDySWsos2QLcQ7Dcq5AVO9ggJQtDFCSE43mUDAcM_a_Di-t7mmmBd-xA68JI8aWADnF33JpCtSyqos5xk4lq9ERRzNHbmabeKrk6wkl9cZDfkjUA5JOwwIKUph61jNW43GyjqVrURaVnY/s1600/11174763_10153143295596999_2118304530326612576_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxDySWsos2QLcQ7Dcq5AVO9ggJQtDFCSE43mUDAcM_a_Di-t7mmmBd-xA68JI8aWADnF33JpCtSyqos5xk4lq9ERRzNHbmabeKrk6wkl9cZDfkjUA5JOwwIKUph61jNW43GyjqVrURaVnY/s1600/11174763_10153143295596999_2118304530326612576_n.jpg" height="320" width="240" /></a></div>
<div>
<br /></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473250701759723251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805829854512739288.post-77395708030206334822015-04-26T19:31:00.000-07:002015-04-26T19:31:07.150-07:0039. Lazy Advertising https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XHr07QRK0B8<br />
<br />
Dolce and Gabanna - Light Blue<br />
<br />
This commercial is the definition of lazy advertising. Dolce and Gabanna are literally using purely sex to sell this product. In one way it does kind of work because you can't look away and it does stick in your mind....proof that it sticks in your mind is that when I thought of lazy advertising I immediately thought of brands that use sex to sell their products and I immediately thought of the Dolce and Gabanna Light Blue commercials...so, in some ways I guess their laziness does work. But, at the same time the commercial is kind of uncomfortable to watch and tells you nothing about the product. <br />
<br />
What I gather from this commercial is two extremely good looking people have a ton of chemistry and want to have sex on a boat...but, the reason being because they are wearing Dolce Light Blue....not so much. I understand that sex typically sells but, for this particular commercial it doesn't make me want to buy the product it makes me want to be the beautiful girl in the commercial or want to make out with the hot guy....neither of which will happen by purchasing and using their perfume. I think this commercial could be done a lot more tastefully and that would make it much more effective. But, the way it is now is definitely a lazy way to grab the attention of potential consumers.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473250701759723251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805829854512739288.post-68514652325686224402015-04-17T10:05:00.000-07:002015-04-17T10:06:07.425-07:0038. Advertising ApplicationNothing has made me stress more this year than trying to make a damn video about how I'm creative for my application to the advertising department. I came up with 4 million ideas and could not decide on any of them or didn't think they were good enough. On top of not being able to think of an idea for the video, I couldn't even figure out what I wanted to say in the video.<br />
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
Like I've said in the past, I am not the best at sharing my thoughts with other people...especially when they are about myself. I for the life of me could not put into words how I am creative. Now, the problem wasn't that I'm in fact, not creative ... rather that I couldn't dig deep enough into myself to figure out how to express it. After 4 days of brainstorming ideas I finally came up with what I wanted to say.</div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
Then I had to figure out how to show it in the video...also a problem considering I've only had to make one other video in my life, and that was for this class. I have no experience with filming or video editing, so naturally my video isn't going to be as good as someone who is an expert in this field...so I had that stressing me out too.</div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
Finally I just started filming and linking things together. And eventually had a video that met the criteria. After 2 more days of editing I got it just how I wanted. And naturally, right before I went to submit it, I decided I hated it. But, I had no time at this point to do anything about it. So I just had to accept what I had made and trust that the hard work I put in will pay off.<br />
<br />
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fSdBUQQASTw&feature=youtu.be<br />
<br />
<br /></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473250701759723251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805829854512739288.post-74625494117651240952015-04-17T09:39:00.002-07:002015-04-17T09:39:52.138-07:0037. AP and WillThe guest speakers we had on Wednesday, AP and Will, if I'm being completely honest, I found extremely weird. I felt like I was at an inspirational church meeting or something where they were just preaching their thoughts and their lives. I thought their energy was awesome, but they were extremely hard to follow and most of the time I had absolutely no idea what they were talking about. Some of the things they talked about did have an impact on me, however the way they conveyed their thoughts were a little overwhelming. They were really entertaining, but it was a little too much for me. It was hard to follow and instead of inspiring me I was just trying to decipher what they were talking about and what point they were trying to make. Overall, I did think they were really cool and entertaining, but their energy level was a lot for 10 in the morning and their thought process was difficult to follow for me.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473250701759723251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805829854512739288.post-46454820455416198372015-04-13T11:48:00.002-07:002015-04-17T09:35:08.333-07:0036. It's Been A WhileThese past few weeks have been unbelievably stressful. Between homework, tests, papers, family and boyfriend problems it's safe to say I've had a lot on my hands. Trying to declare my major, make class schedules, decide what I am doing this summer .... the list goes on and on. With the year coming to an end there are a lot of things to be done, a lot of things to be thankful for and a lot of things to worry about. I'll get into that later, but I figured I should come back and add a little something to the blog before I get distracted by life again.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473250701759723251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805829854512739288.post-91142952136601719892015-03-25T09:37:00.002-07:002015-03-25T09:37:38.164-07:0035. Enter Through the Gift ShopThis movie really pissed me off. I think the main character, Theirry was unbelievably impulsive, immature, irrational, and basically a mooch. I think it is unfair that he calls himself a film maker and an artist when in reality he is neither of those things. I think he took ideas from everyone he was supposed to help, but didn't and used their ideas to spark his own. I don't think he is capable of actually making the art himself which makes me really mad because the whole point of being an artist is designing and making the art yourself. Although he does have good ideas, I think his inspiration is too similar to other artists and that he basically copied other ideas and put a little of his spark into it. I wouldn't be as annoyed with him if he was making the art himself, because all the other artists in the film create, design and put on paper their designs, they don't have people do it for them. I think he got lucky with his opening show but I don't think he deserves the amount of credit he got.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473250701759723251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805829854512739288.post-10007920718668211462015-03-22T15:26:00.003-07:002015-03-22T15:26:50.050-07:0034. Improv Discussion The main thing I took out of the improv groups from Friday is that creativity, although often very frustrating, is actually fun and exciting. It made me realize that there are so many different ways to be creative and spark creative thoughts and improv is definitely one of them. I have never been a big fan of improv, but I did find the class particularly entertaining, so it has opened my eyes to trying new things. Which also led me to thinking that creativity is about going outside of your comfort zone, trying new things is a great way to start new creative tracks for your work and ideas. The improv groups really showed me that I need to loosen up in order to let my creative thoughts flow freely because if I am tense or worried about judgment then I will always have difficulty opening up my ideas because I will be concerned about what other people think. Improv is the definition of not caring what people think, you get to make a fool of yourself and even if you're nervous or embarrassed people usually laugh or at least appreciate your efforts. This is a really cool way to think about creativity and it makes me excited to start new projects and try new things.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473250701759723251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805829854512739288.post-28573128794453517012015-03-22T11:59:00.001-07:002015-03-22T12:04:23.487-07:0033. Punta Cana - day 3"Boat party!!!! Woohoo!!!" - direct quote from my notepad<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdPnrUdQNx8HTe7RJdPsz51ekaluATEYeUVXKAqLDOdeTSNumeGuBZCCRTO1x964UO3T3Y_hXCkml5cndBPyOmwfErb5YtISS_0h96BmIdRBcQk3x2GFYLIo5lSA2Ock6GxRUFYmgP_0J6/s1600/IMG_4035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdPnrUdQNx8HTe7RJdPsz51ekaluATEYeUVXKAqLDOdeTSNumeGuBZCCRTO1x964UO3T3Y_hXCkml5cndBPyOmwfErb5YtISS_0h96BmIdRBcQk3x2GFYLIo5lSA2Ock6GxRUFYmgP_0J6/s1600/IMG_4035.jpg" height="320" width="240" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
This was easily the best day of the trip. The weather was perfect, we were out on the water all day and everyone was happy and having an amazing time. This day really made me grateful for all the privileges I have, especially going to SMU. Spending spring break in the Dominican Republic and a day on a boat with all your friends is more than I could ask for.</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473250701759723251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805829854512739288.post-87378570804518959132015-03-18T12:53:00.002-07:002015-03-18T12:55:24.243-07:0032. Punta Cana - day 2This was a fun day by the pool. When my roommate, Emily and I accidentally took 3,000 photos on our friends go pro when we thought we were taking a video......whoops.<br />
<br />
But, the accidental photos actually turned out pretty good, so I guess we got something out of having to delete about 2,500 of them.<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhla87-F7zp38In0JahBbhB0J_TYhe2QQ3q1oYZF96Yk0aDnLpIbGdWJ5Y4SiBp5ASwbEDHuSitcyDnmZjz1tpmOVJZ5reFtgJ5jO7KJrRPm5U5c8pGd9LmWb-f61annZKkENsCceI-5LNF/s1600/IMG_3951.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhla87-F7zp38In0JahBbhB0J_TYhe2QQ3q1oYZF96Yk0aDnLpIbGdWJ5Y4SiBp5ASwbEDHuSitcyDnmZjz1tpmOVJZ5reFtgJ5jO7KJrRPm5U5c8pGd9LmWb-f61annZKkENsCceI-5LNF/s1600/IMG_3951.JPG" height="320" width="240" /></a></div>
What is actually happening here is captured in a series of photos and the random drink in the air is my friend Erica, who jumped into the photo, knocked Meg's drink out of her hand...and voila, a cute candid pic was made!!!<br />
<br />
these.....not so cute<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw3zWw6Bee4J4IkVpql29qiy_PTTWstA8A5CDyS73e2qy5EHxEntuGXN5C_fRCGa0FNWGqusggxuNJZgHlLQwhZsTYgH2jXSWI4ZHkWMqP4UWs6XsbkfuCgcropxODa6M4H-MCvysty14K/s1600/IMG_3931.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw3zWw6Bee4J4IkVpql29qiy_PTTWstA8A5CDyS73e2qy5EHxEntuGXN5C_fRCGa0FNWGqusggxuNJZgHlLQwhZsTYgH2jXSWI4ZHkWMqP4UWs6XsbkfuCgcropxODa6M4H-MCvysty14K/s1600/IMG_3931.jpg" height="320" width="240" /></a></div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6ZfDivDCdW6K-v0GgM-z48EkK08lmX7TAm3OE5P73LjJzvUkrbHyQytsLc4G8If9YXKB8VCUrSVAsdHLt9_2gESGfK5-BGHvEgQKoF-RyJu7O4LtWVWsWFdvQ2Ws_Afu1EvKD9G44MNw4/s1600/IMG_3934.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6ZfDivDCdW6K-v0GgM-z48EkK08lmX7TAm3OE5P73LjJzvUkrbHyQytsLc4G8If9YXKB8VCUrSVAsdHLt9_2gESGfK5-BGHvEgQKoF-RyJu7O4LtWVWsWFdvQ2Ws_Afu1EvKD9G44MNw4/s1600/IMG_3934.jpg" height="320" width="240" /></a></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473250701759723251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805829854512739288.post-40211104921226755902015-03-16T10:11:00.002-07:002015-03-16T10:22:35.424-07:0031. Punta Cana - day 1 - part 2Night numero uno was interesting. We went to a club called "Imagine".....it was in a cave.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzf8Nc9zLp4KGl8DwUro1HiMqFWBs22Ma4SgaibYTqUGJ1mmVc25err5MNmw_ruB3zicEfKEm6UYXjSOreMBBYI-jtc5Te_1gehkCzmThdCCxc6skAjr2InoKd19B_KuL3_MnS3DZdL0Hf/s1600/IMG_3766.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzf8Nc9zLp4KGl8DwUro1HiMqFWBs22Ma4SgaibYTqUGJ1mmVc25err5MNmw_ruB3zicEfKEm6UYXjSOreMBBYI-jtc5Te_1gehkCzmThdCCxc6skAjr2InoKd19B_KuL3_MnS3DZdL0Hf/s1600/IMG_3766.jpg" height="320" width="240" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
The quote of the night from my notepad was "lol wtf why are we in a cave"....I didn't really get too into my blog post this night I guess.</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBwMkLJZZFDAMDaQDz2MELgaaN-pQcOrad40nvM1lQMI8FoQfRmJelBVfkRS9kayYyIweSJJ9wnq1-CZWUPKkj7y5ILF2vnsrahOsakgRLs60qulUykt2yTK7FUb4_gLIoUikkeqVMVLUf/s1600/IMG_4317.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBwMkLJZZFDAMDaQDz2MELgaaN-pQcOrad40nvM1lQMI8FoQfRmJelBVfkRS9kayYyIweSJJ9wnq1-CZWUPKkj7y5ILF2vnsrahOsakgRLs60qulUykt2yTK7FUb4_gLIoUikkeqVMVLUf/s1600/IMG_4317.jpg" height="320" width="240" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
However short my blog post may have been....I did get forced to take this picture in a giant chair by my boyfriends friends because "the president of Pike needs to sit in the kings chair" </div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473250701759723251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805829854512739288.post-7755002316657230452015-03-15T20:41:00.002-07:002015-03-15T20:41:36.317-07:0030. Punta Cana - day 1 part 1 The traveling portion of the day was not as interesting as the night or the trip itself but I did get some pretty hilariously unflattering pictures of Michael ... this being my favorite<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi52Y7Y3vr3dAnHDvxoiuzAklK8sPwa_Egtx3DE8XbGCieF_5Y5zsZWXtJWRKijD4wcQSB_OfIAuyX9BhdhBgq4xu5PI9qpoE2EGOt_hIFfiaEt42OsndLUR-qzzhmcicApDOqbfQ1UPAH3/s1600/IMG_3760.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi52Y7Y3vr3dAnHDvxoiuzAklK8sPwa_Egtx3DE8XbGCieF_5Y5zsZWXtJWRKijD4wcQSB_OfIAuyX9BhdhBgq4xu5PI9qpoE2EGOt_hIFfiaEt42OsndLUR-qzzhmcicApDOqbfQ1UPAH3/s1600/IMG_3760.PNG" height="320" width="180" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473250701759723251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805829854512739288.post-5326865025123861932015-03-15T20:08:00.002-07:002015-03-15T20:08:21.042-07:0029. Back in the U.S. of ASo, the original plan for my "college spring break" was to make a funny blog post every day/night of vacation, with the idea that my state of mind would provide for a pretty interesting string of events. However, Punta Cana had other ideas for me. And by other ideas I mean that the wifi fucking blew. So, I had to resort to the notepad on my phone.... over the next few days (to give the illusion of writing them in real time) I will be typing up the hilariously weird assortment of blog posts I wrote and pictures I took...stay tuned for a wild rideAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473250701759723251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805829854512739288.post-71776178164620399542015-03-06T10:31:00.001-08:002015-03-15T19:58:00.351-07:0028. T Minus 1 hour and 30 minutes until I am FREEEEE for spring break<br />
<br />
2 midterms on the day before spring break is just cruel. But, the light on the end of the tunnel is Punta Cana, Dominican Republic on Sunday. In a few short days I will be laying on the beach with a drink in my hand soaking up the sun....this image is literally the only thing that got me through this week. It's so close now!!! I'll be posting some fun blogs over break hopefully. That should be interesting.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473250701759723251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805829854512739288.post-9842206104857811112015-03-05T21:06:00.002-08:002015-03-15T19:58:22.894-07:0027. I FOUND A WAY...kind of<br />
<br />
My instagram is one place where I express myself. Here are my last 10 instagram posts from most recent to oldest. They really do sum up my life basically in a nutshell. Family, friends, horses, my boyfriend, the beach, my sorority, and SMU. These are the key components to my life, and they are simply shown through a few simple posts. Without even thinking, these photos tell a story about my life. Hm...maybe creativity is better when you don't seek it out?<br />
<br />
<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnYB-VCX_MEfdJx3YwLumIIYWYWf2YFJr08_zQ3-9Im9SGJfn17XARmCIYKLiu91UXA71KUL7QSRm4RlLotS6Heb2yzmaOOC1OHBq5LUO2KS98siKHNKvf7FVE_ocSvf1x8D0XdrCda40V/s1600/Screen+Shot+2015-03-05+at+10.53.53+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnYB-VCX_MEfdJx3YwLumIIYWYWf2YFJr08_zQ3-9Im9SGJfn17XARmCIYKLiu91UXA71KUL7QSRm4RlLotS6Heb2yzmaOOC1OHBq5LUO2KS98siKHNKvf7FVE_ocSvf1x8D0XdrCda40V/s1600/Screen+Shot+2015-03-05+at+10.53.53+PM.png" height="237" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">PATIENTLY AWAITING SPRING BREAKS ARRIVAL...okay maybe not so patient</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpd0t4yK8Zc4ECiEl4Ggg4v4oJHQq0p-6zMAFyWABbDwFirPIcU8YsSZAfvlkK4SrlFQBIfUueVpC1bxwPFffHTjc3bL_hH9AGteAPJ-ne8eZG06fmPyV3qKVHQPECDqnR8Yzite_8-1c_/s1600/Screen+Shot+2015-03-05+at+10.54.04+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpd0t4yK8Zc4ECiEl4Ggg4v4oJHQq0p-6zMAFyWABbDwFirPIcU8YsSZAfvlkK4SrlFQBIfUueVpC1bxwPFffHTjc3bL_hH9AGteAPJ-ne8eZG06fmPyV3qKVHQPECDqnR8Yzite_8-1c_/s1600/Screen+Shot+2015-03-05+at+10.54.04+PM.png" height="235" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mom comes to Dallas for Pi Phi moms weekend </td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi44V8Zau_NRAU3c95KNROWyjO6nDj1orn4yWGT4FOBdXOUmq8s7KiIDDBDnzUjuIXqsvLyV0xdB6BFhpEsPK7NBIWL8qy3vBk6rfhBniUBeWnme16_oysI0vU-GFp8vfjTm-6LT148B0oV/s1600/Screen+Shot+2015-03-05+at+10.54.15+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi44V8Zau_NRAU3c95KNROWyjO6nDj1orn4yWGT4FOBdXOUmq8s7KiIDDBDnzUjuIXqsvLyV0xdB6BFhpEsPK7NBIWL8qy3vBk6rfhBniUBeWnme16_oysI0vU-GFp8vfjTm-6LT148B0oV/s1600/Screen+Shot+2015-03-05+at+10.54.15+PM.png" height="237" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Valentines Day present~tickets to Cavalia</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqNFqElr6627Nfx7ougzgn2WBB8f0iKVhpwTzZoVoSusxDUmmf6EGglM9c-yEkqTYLbaIkVQxcU1Mi3cgQSjmcoMudbTtq1MeqJ6OGiS-VNxAzJIqH2eA7mZVcJAj7VHml5Zwe_045tr0x/s1600/Screen+Shot+2015-03-05+at+10.57.21+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqNFqElr6627Nfx7ougzgn2WBB8f0iKVhpwTzZoVoSusxDUmmf6EGglM9c-yEkqTYLbaIkVQxcU1Mi3cgQSjmcoMudbTtq1MeqJ6OGiS-VNxAzJIqH2eA7mZVcJAj7VHml5Zwe_045tr0x/s1600/Screen+Shot+2015-03-05+at+10.57.21+PM.png" height="237" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Just chillen</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizCPunIGUMzSD3s49fzp3xfkgbT8tvltX64l28dPRZogpXA2-tmRnSPddxkFpXuFaS6ERCR4TsjPK32fZEcGsMQpGaDdtAlWNwdWI_G4SXgVHW-9ldxeXZyBii03wydLkj-X70OoiM0Qj6/s1600/Screen+Shot+2015-03-05+at+10.54.28+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizCPunIGUMzSD3s49fzp3xfkgbT8tvltX64l28dPRZogpXA2-tmRnSPddxkFpXuFaS6ERCR4TsjPK32fZEcGsMQpGaDdtAlWNwdWI_G4SXgVHW-9ldxeXZyBii03wydLkj-X70OoiM0Qj6/s1600/Screen+Shot+2015-03-05+at+10.54.28+PM.png" height="238" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My little......pizza</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgALo2Kz3UQCx-cd2XBf2ENCzyKQMy-axHF6Y4hyphenhyphen26pJHLvVYNgTjTHql226I9Ye5iKFWVyZB5Ygu2IMzviAzjfEhizme_MxnmMI1TbtAhMZYIJAwC7WpWdozjxkQ4G1STBPNoPJIQgXQo1/s1600/Screen+Shot+2015-03-05+at+10.54.36+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgALo2Kz3UQCx-cd2XBf2ENCzyKQMy-axHF6Y4hyphenhyphen26pJHLvVYNgTjTHql226I9Ye5iKFWVyZB5Ygu2IMzviAzjfEhizme_MxnmMI1TbtAhMZYIJAwC7WpWdozjxkQ4G1STBPNoPJIQgXQo1/s1600/Screen+Shot+2015-03-05+at+10.54.36+PM.png" height="237" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Formal</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_1bzlU4I7aIttmbG2UHOBIG4okiRhX6zqA0alXN3mT8jgpPwnvJoAp3pm8WXHvC4f3-n7Xo5zakJDvhEpD-MpiUoBqEiY3JA5NVJf3x5OvGf0ILrZhfNE1K7W7nk69oHJPRKD9aGH_KT2/s1600/Screen+Shot+2015-03-05+at+10.54.46+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_1bzlU4I7aIttmbG2UHOBIG4okiRhX6zqA0alXN3mT8jgpPwnvJoAp3pm8WXHvC4f3-n7Xo5zakJDvhEpD-MpiUoBqEiY3JA5NVJf3x5OvGf0ILrZhfNE1K7W7nk69oHJPRKD9aGH_KT2/s1600/Screen+Shot+2015-03-05+at+10.54.46+PM.png" height="237" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pike Superbowl Party (Go Pats)</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiefdOpC6b4mZw2CCeeOe7Jt2PsAMeSFGzPZZqn_eNzVg6kuxWM6zXp5cOBVc9r5i1_lotJhe2po6J3G23OxuwCXlChXTseF8aUbuSpRhXZi6vJRymMayrgbxlCXfrqkL4XE96ISRVHuTC4/s1600/Screen+Shot+2015-03-05+at+10.54.58+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiefdOpC6b4mZw2CCeeOe7Jt2PsAMeSFGzPZZqn_eNzVg6kuxWM6zXp5cOBVc9r5i1_lotJhe2po6J3G23OxuwCXlChXTseF8aUbuSpRhXZi6vJRymMayrgbxlCXfrqkL4XE96ISRVHuTC4/s1600/Screen+Shot+2015-03-05+at+10.54.58+PM.png" height="236" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">~California~</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWQuTxCEbsPBYw6XhUJhmAi3td8HxqeXtZaOSP92GexWGT7dOWuuNU0daw9DWiGMqwwRmg3uS7qJC6BdPwc2iL6ASTKMbFBtjnrPnLSnpaxiRkxrCtdTiM-2Dhe9WBIORwp1pm0bxj_Ry1/s1600/Screen+Shot+2015-03-05+at+10.55.06+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWQuTxCEbsPBYw6XhUJhmAi3td8HxqeXtZaOSP92GexWGT7dOWuuNU0daw9DWiGMqwwRmg3uS7qJC6BdPwc2iL6ASTKMbFBtjnrPnLSnpaxiRkxrCtdTiM-2Dhe9WBIORwp1pm0bxj_Ry1/s1600/Screen+Shot+2015-03-05+at+10.55.06+PM.png" height="236" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Miss you Dad <3</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3fjxdoB8kO5vMMMN_Nw_JiL0QsMBrH0NF8cg8cHI7ThUcMTGMn74ApR7aae0mrurtqge7I0-dR9EcZKj8GESTdf0k2199J9x1vFFLgmbWflwahBW8tacfyQGUvi2KxUAyGXMbtjkDwN74/s1600/Screen+Shot+2015-03-05+at+10.55.16+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3fjxdoB8kO5vMMMN_Nw_JiL0QsMBrH0NF8cg8cHI7ThUcMTGMn74ApR7aae0mrurtqge7I0-dR9EcZKj8GESTdf0k2199J9x1vFFLgmbWflwahBW8tacfyQGUvi2KxUAyGXMbtjkDwN74/s1600/Screen+Shot+2015-03-05+at+10.55.16+PM.png" height="238" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The best of friends</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473250701759723251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805829854512739288.post-57904657517757689182015-03-05T20:49:00.002-08:002015-04-26T19:35:33.884-07:0026. Creative Process 3BRAINSTORMING:<br />
<br />
Everyones creative process is different. Which is what makes creativity so unique. Personally, when I want to start something creative I make a list of random shit that comes to my mind. Then I narrow it down to random shit that could actually become something cool...and less random. Once I have done that I attempt to get an image in my mind of whatever I want to create. The problem that I have with creativity is when it has to be something about myself. A story, a video, a picture, anything really. I don't like people seeing my work, or letting people into my life, mind, or ideas. I get unbelievably self conscious about ideas I have and it completely blocks my creative process. I've started to work on letting my ideas and work be seen and heard but it still makes me uncomfortable. To be in the creative field I need to get over this fear, which is normal to have...but I need to find a way to do this. I'll keep you updated if I get any closer to figuring it out....Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473250701759723251noreply@blogger.com0