I'M SORRY!!!! AAAAHHHHHHH!!! I've just had so much going on lately.... There's so much I want to do! Photography, writing, drawing, painting, schoooool... Ech, school.
I've also been neglecting my sketch blog too. :( But now I've updated it a bit, so check it out! http://365daysofsketching.blogspot.com/
But I actually have a lot of stuff I've prepared to blog about! My new fancy painted nails, my new socks, my new make up.... In fact, that's what I'm going to do now. Get ready for a wave of awesome new blog posts!! Hah, it's funny because I'll probably slack off and not do any of them. :P
Friday, March 16, 2012
Monday, March 12, 2012
Thoughts While Watching "The Lorax"
1) Is it just me, or does Mr, O'Hare look like that Edna lady from The Incredibles??? Observe:
4) WHY CAN'T I HAVE A TRIO OF SINGING FISH???
And lastly, I HAVE to describe to you, the way the Lorax flies around. Now what I'm about to share with you is a freakishly accurate account and I swear it is completely unexaggerated. It's LITERALLY how he flies, and no, I am not misusing that word:
He picks up his little duck tail thingy, lifts his backside and floats off, carrying himself away by his rump. Yes.
The day human's achieve this method of transportation is the day all of my wildest dreams come true.
That is all.
If you filled in his bangs, they could be twins.
2) I have a newfound respect for grandaddy snails.
3) Why don't our trees look like stripy straws with pink and orange hair???4) WHY CAN'T I HAVE A TRIO OF SINGING FISH???
5) I want to marry Betty White. But I guess that's what we all really want, deep down.
And lastly, I HAVE to describe to you, the way the Lorax flies around. Now what I'm about to share with you is a freakishly accurate account and I swear it is completely unexaggerated. It's LITERALLY how he flies, and no, I am not misusing that word:
He picks up his little duck tail thingy, lifts his backside and floats off, carrying himself away by his rump. Yes.
The day human's achieve this method of transportation is the day all of my wildest dreams come true.
That is all.
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Calypso's Adventures In Wonderland
Oh blogoshpere, I'm such a bad blogger! So much has happened, so much exciting stuff, and I haven't shared anything with you in ages! So here I am, to catch you up. :)
Basically, I went to California (near San Francisco) for my first job interview. I also got to stay with Miss Mixie and her fabulous sister! The weather was just so incredible, I never wanted to leave. The skies were a perfect, breathtaking blue--not a cloud in the sky--and it was sunny and warm and just.... amazing!
It was a very exciting trip, partly because it was the most independent experience I have ever had away from home. I spent a whole day walking around the city and taking the BART completely on my own and it was so fun!! I felt like Alice in Wonderland! <3 I was working on a photography project too, so I brought my camera and spent the whole day photographing people around the city. Then, I did some exploring with Miss Mixie and her sister as well as with another dear friend of mine who we shall call Janet.
Hmmm, now I think I'm going to show you the REST of the details of my trip through my pictures! And by "the REST of the details" I mean all the stuff I feel like talking about, of course.
Basically, I went to California (near San Francisco) for my first job interview. I also got to stay with Miss Mixie and her fabulous sister! The weather was just so incredible, I never wanted to leave. The skies were a perfect, breathtaking blue--not a cloud in the sky--and it was sunny and warm and just.... amazing!
It was a very exciting trip, partly because it was the most independent experience I have ever had away from home. I spent a whole day walking around the city and taking the BART completely on my own and it was so fun!! I felt like Alice in Wonderland! <3 I was working on a photography project too, so I brought my camera and spent the whole day photographing people around the city. Then, I did some exploring with Miss Mixie and her sister as well as with another dear friend of mine who we shall call Janet.
Hmmm, now I think I'm going to show you the REST of the details of my trip through my pictures! And by "the REST of the details" I mean all the stuff I feel like talking about, of course.
To begin with, a blurry photo I took on the plane:
I really love flying. So, so much. Especially at night, it's just so beautiful!
First off, here is all the stuff I bought! (Minus the clothes.)
I was pretty good on this trip, I must say. I only bought a few little, inexpensive trinkets--nothing too big. Aren't you proud of me? ;)
You see that sticker with the cheshire cat? Some guy gave me that on the waterfront in San Francisco! Cute, right?
I bought this little trolley charm for my mom at Pier 39! It's from a cute little silver shop we used to love to go to together. Oh, we used to live by San Francisco... Did I forget to tell you that? Heh.
BEAUTIFUL earrings that I bought at the massive four story forever 21 in the city, and crazy sparkly nail polish that I bought at American Apparel.
And here are some great post cards. Star Wars, Jimi Hendrix, Martin Luther King Jr...
Two notebooks I got at Urban Outfitters... Gaahhhh I LOVE Urban Outfitters! And the notebooks there are my favorite! I'm always stocking up on them, I must have at least a dozen by now. :P
An adorable Alice & Wonderland bag that I got for $2 at a great store called "Thrift Town"! Is it not splendiferous??
And next are some pictures of Janet's rats! They are so cute!!!! It makes me miss my old rat... His name was Squeakers! (What can I say, I wasn't a very original pet namer...)
They liked my bag. <3
Look, he has a perfect little Zorro mask! D'AAWWWWWWWW...
And here are some pictures of Miss Mixie and her sister from my trip!
That's Miss Mixie doing her hair! :D
And her sister running against a BART train!
And her sister again, with pretty flying hair!
And her pretty hair again! It's all gold and shiny... :)
And this is a super emo picture I took of Miss Mixie.
And her sister at this really cool feminist '50s store. You know what, we really need to give her a blog name. How about Fate? You don't know her, so you wouldn't get it. Sorry, LEFT OUT! :P
And here are some BEAUTIFUL pictures I took with Miss Mixie on the train:
Probably the most attractive I've ever looked in my ENTIRE life.
And this is probably the most obnoxious I've ever looked in my entire life...
We are just so cool.
And these are pictures I took in San Francisco on my glorious day of independence! Isn't she beautiful? I'm not quite sure if you're supposed to call a city a woman, but she feels like a woman so I've decided she IS a woman. So there.
You see what I mean??? IT WAS PARADISE!!
Even Alcatraz was beautiful...
I'm dying just thinking about all the sun and light and warmth...
Wow, I just realized how long this post is. And how late it is. I need to do my homework!!! Man, I wish I could show you more! Maybe I'll scan some of my film shots later and make a post about them! Okay, it's a date. See you later!
xo Calypso
Monday, March 5, 2012
Thursday, March 1, 2012
OOmmmmmmmmmm........... ZEN.
I recently took a little trip up to see Polythene Pam. Well actually it was about two weeks ago.... But still, I feel that's pretty recent. :P The reason I bring this up, is because I took some pictures up there that I thought I'd share with you! Not a lot, just a little, but it's still something.
While up there, we stayed at this beautiful house by the water that her dad has been house-sitting for the last few months. It's one of those places that's just so neat and clean and organized and zen.... that you never want to leave. So I took some pictures... of their cat, some binoculars and a plant. ...Enjoy?
While up there, we stayed at this beautiful house by the water that her dad has been house-sitting for the last few months. It's one of those places that's just so neat and clean and organized and zen.... that you never want to leave. So I took some pictures... of their cat, some binoculars and a plant. ...Enjoy?
Happy 100th post, my little bloggypoo
Hey peeps, guess what?? (Yes, I did just call you a sugar coated marshmallow. Take it as a compliment.) Anyways, THIS IS MY 100th POST!!!!!!!!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH----Hm, I feel like I'm not handling this as maturely as I could be. Maybe I should thank people? Okay, I'll do that:
I'd like to thank my readers most of all. And when I say "my readers", I hope it applies to more than three people, one of whom is most likely my mother. But if it doesn't, I want those two other people to know how much I really do love them. You hear that? I LOVE you. Okay, this is getting too mushy for me so I'll just continue on with my thank yous. I'd also like to thank my wonderful friends (Polythene Pam and Miss Mixie!), my family, and last--but not least--the academy! That's the Oscars stupid. Oh, right. Heh.
Speaking of the Oscars (smooth transition, right?), did you watch 'em? I did. :) And every time someone that I liked won, I would jump up, run across the room, and hug my cat. Now she's avoiding me.... I keep forgetting she hates being squeezed. I can just see her glaring at me now, meowing, "You know I'm not a tube of toothpaste."
I also have to say, I have a new celebrity obsession. Jean Dujardin is like my french Darren Criss. (Except he's married and nearly 40.)
Oops, I forgot this is supposed to be all about my 100th post accomplishment! Well, here's a picture I took in celebration:
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH----Hm, I feel like I'm not handling this as maturely as I could be. Maybe I should thank people? Okay, I'll do that:
I'd like to thank my readers most of all. And when I say "my readers", I hope it applies to more than three people, one of whom is most likely my mother. But if it doesn't, I want those two other people to know how much I really do love them. You hear that? I LOVE you. Okay, this is getting too mushy for me so I'll just continue on with my thank yous. I'd also like to thank my wonderful friends (Polythene Pam and Miss Mixie!), my family, and last--but not least--the academy! That's the Oscars stupid. Oh, right. Heh.
Speaking of the Oscars (smooth transition, right?), did you watch 'em? I did. :) And every time someone that I liked won, I would jump up, run across the room, and hug my cat. Now she's avoiding me.... I keep forgetting she hates being squeezed. I can just see her glaring at me now, meowing, "You know I'm not a tube of toothpaste."
I also have to say, I have a new celebrity obsession. Jean Dujardin is like my french Darren Criss. (Except he's married and nearly 40.)
Oops, I forgot this is supposed to be all about my 100th post accomplishment! Well, here's a picture I took in celebration:
That's my bro... He's so cute. <3
It's funny, while we took this photo, I was actually carrying him so he wouldn't get his socks wet outside. We may look happy, but the conversation we were having at the time went a little like this:
Me: OH MY GOD, YOU ARE SO FAT.
C-Dawg: Hey don't drop me!
Me: When did you get so heavy? YOU WEIGH LIKE A MILLION POUNDS.
C-Dawg: No, YOU WAY A MILLION POUNDS.
Me: FATTY.
C-Dawg: I hate this. I hate this. I hate this.
Me: Hey, you're not the one throwing out your back, FATSO.
C-Dawg: You're the fat one!
Me: No, you are.
C-Dawg: No, you are!
Me: AARRRGGHHHHH.
(It's funny cause my brother is actually like the skinniest kid on the planet.)
But really guys.... thank you so much for reading this! You make my day. :)
Thursday, February 23, 2012
My lunch is like a baby kitten.
Hey there! How's your day going? Good? That's cool bra.
Isn't that funny how guys are calling their homeboys "bras"? If you don't live in the US, let me explain... So guys usually call their friends "bros". You know, short for brothers. But lately the trend is to pronounce it "bra" instead of "bro" which makes me giggle because it sounds like they're calling their buddies wee little bits of lingerie. :)
Anywho, I originally intended to tell you about this awful predicament that I am currently in.
I'm sitting in my dad's work building, in my "office" (basically an empty room with a great view that I get to chill out in when I do my homework and things). When I came up I was super hungry and my dad showed me these left over lunches from a meeting they had earlier in the day. They're these SUPER cute packed meals from the cafe downstairs, and I just looovvee mine! So much so that I kind of don't want to eat it....
It's this cute little box with a mini bag of chips, a cup of fruit, a sandwich, napkins and two cookies! One is chocolate chip, and the other is a sugar cookie in the shape of an ELEPHANT. (Because the cafe is called "Elephants Delicatessen"! Isn't that awesome???)
I know what you're thinking... "It's a packed lunch, not a baby kitten." BUT IT'S JUST SO DARN ADORABLE. I can't bear the thought of pulling everything out and mercilessly devouring it! Because it IS as cute as a baby kitten. So it would be like cutting open said baby kitten and dismembering it to gorge upon its innards. I don't know about you, but that's not how I show baby kittens my affection.
"Oooh baby kitten, you are just so cute I could eat your spleen!" Not something you hear every day.
Hmmm. This post is incredibly random and rather pointless. So I shall go now. To mull over what I should do with my packed lunch.
To eat or not to eat the metaphoric infant feline. That is the question.
Isn't that funny how guys are calling their homeboys "bras"? If you don't live in the US, let me explain... So guys usually call their friends "bros". You know, short for brothers. But lately the trend is to pronounce it "bra" instead of "bro" which makes me giggle because it sounds like they're calling their buddies wee little bits of lingerie. :)
Anywho, I originally intended to tell you about this awful predicament that I am currently in.
I'm sitting in my dad's work building, in my "office" (basically an empty room with a great view that I get to chill out in when I do my homework and things). When I came up I was super hungry and my dad showed me these left over lunches from a meeting they had earlier in the day. They're these SUPER cute packed meals from the cafe downstairs, and I just looovvee mine! So much so that I kind of don't want to eat it....
It's this cute little box with a mini bag of chips, a cup of fruit, a sandwich, napkins and two cookies! One is chocolate chip, and the other is a sugar cookie in the shape of an ELEPHANT. (Because the cafe is called "Elephants Delicatessen"! Isn't that awesome???)
I know what you're thinking... "It's a packed lunch, not a baby kitten." BUT IT'S JUST SO DARN ADORABLE. I can't bear the thought of pulling everything out and mercilessly devouring it! Because it IS as cute as a baby kitten. So it would be like cutting open said baby kitten and dismembering it to gorge upon its innards. I don't know about you, but that's not how I show baby kittens my affection.
"Oooh baby kitten, you are just so cute I could eat your spleen!" Not something you hear every day.
Hmmm. This post is incredibly random and rather pointless. So I shall go now. To mull over what I should do with my packed lunch.
To eat or not to eat the metaphoric infant feline. That is the question.
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