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♫ Wish we could turn back time, to the good old days
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out ♫
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Explore # 214 and FP Thanks everyone!
My dear Sylvia you're going to have to stop calling me Scrooge!! There are so many beautiful holiday shots here it flickr I think Sylvia helped start the trend! I wasn't even going to participate today. I gave into my addiction.
PS.... The berries are approximately 1/8 of an inch each.
HGGT!!
HBWH!
The best laid plans....
Head: Lelutka Simone
Body: Maitreya Lara
Hair: Anachron - Rosie Hair - Noirette
Necklace: !IT! - Pearliffic Necklace
Dress: :V.e. Elaine Belted Dress Red MT
Hosiery: Dark Stockings #09 (Roses)
Shoes: Bowtique - Florette Heels (Maitreya)
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I share my photos in groups so more people can see them, but I do not appreciate copied & pasted, pre-made comments with ad images for said groups. It comes off as spammy advertisement, to me. If you found my image and you like it, please make your own original comment. Otherwise, it will be removed. I don't mean to seem ungrateful, but I also don't think it's a compliment to spam someone with group ad images.
I own, however, that I have humility enough to confess my errors and to retrace my steps.
~Mahatma Gandhi quote
PHOTO: A Humble Heart Is My Solace by Nelonie A. Crelencia ©2008
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*EXPLORED*
I am angered, frustrated
With the way things work.
The scale is never balanced;
My path seems bent.
Or, maybe could it be
That I am moving in circles?
So redundant, no escape;
No fair chance, no fair trade.
I feel trapped in this place
That makes me dizzy...
~Nelonie A. Crelencia ©2009
| lancelonie photography © All Rights Reserved. DO NOT COPY. |
*EXPLORED*
I have so much to do today it is unreal. I found out yesterday night that my final exam is tomorrow, not wednesday, so i have 24hours less to revise - so today is a mad panic!!! Lucky for me I love pressure, so hopefully it will be ok.
Notice how "clean room" is last on my list!!
;)
What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff—
I mean if they’re running and they don’t look where they’re going
I have to come out from somewhere and catch them. That’s all I’d
do all day. I’d just be the catcher in the rye and all.
here's one for your trouble kids :D
surprizzzze, here is a picture for no reason.
all my lights have blown out, and my mom
got me this little light yesterday until we get new
bulbs. i don't know why we just didn't get
bulbs. but yes. okay.
saturday was lame.
sunday was lame.
today was lame.
tomorrow will be lame.
everything's just lame.
lame lame lame.
don't mind my sister's ugly hands.
AHAHAHAHAHAA.
i'm taking the SATs again saturday.
i would really rather not. stupid stupid me.
"When it comes to knowing how to relax, cats are the original yoga experts."
~ Patricia Curtis
"Cats can be cooperative when something feels good, which, to a cat, is the way everything is supposed to feel as much of the time as possible."
~ Roger Caras
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my March rules: stills from films that don't exist.
if you like, you can invent a possible title or scene description for the film and post it as a comment. :)
Holiday Beast 443
Not based on a song or band or lyrics. Just a bleary-eyed, abstract, crazed view of being smack in the middle of the holidays, that big bird of a beast, and all the stress, craziness and excess it brings with it's flapping wings.
My latest art project EntertainMe, where I create another year’s worth of digital collages, based on indie rock and visual media.
Sigh.
I often question myself and wonder whether I was cut out to be a mother or not. There are some women who seem to be born to be mothers and I am definitely not one of them!
How does one survive it? It's too much stress, too much guilt, too many mistakes made. Too much whining, too much screaming, too many time outs.
Don't get me wrong - I love this kid like crazy, and there are those great moments when he's a real sweetheart, but there are times when...arrrgh!
Now I understand what people mean by the terrible two's.
Now I understand why most people (here) hire nannies and are shocked to find out that I prefer not to for my little monster.
Now I understand when people say they wish they could "sell their children" sometimes. LOL!
Am I going to get out of this alive?
P.S.
I was debating on whether or not to make this a "technically correct" photo by making sure my shadow doesn't blend in with my head and body but I thought this looked quite fitting with the feeling of impending doom I am experiencing right now.
Sigh.
o is for overly stressed.
i'm going with this shot instead.. couldn't stand the other one. but i'll keep it up anyways. and i know this is super dark.. but i like it.
texture: here.
The restaurant business has been seriously hurt by the lockdown with many places closed or trying to survive by take-out or delivery service only. You can see the stress on this small businessman's face as he struggles to earn a living!
This photo was taken by a Kowa/SIX medium format film camera and a KOWA 1:3.5/55mm lens with a Kowa L1A ø67 filter using Fuji 160NS) film, the negative scanned by an Epson Perfection V600 and digitally rendered with Photoshop.
This is what I look like when you try and take my picture.
This is my "IM IN UR NETWORK, TAKIN AWAY ALL UR ACCESS" face. Complete with bandana so I look even more like a bandit. (And yes, if you are wondering, the sad panda sits on my lap during the entire duration of my shift.)
Alright so let me introduce you to my workspace:
On the far left would be my brand spanking new (okay, it's not new, it's used and old and really dirty) laptop with a finger print reader which is apparently a big deal. The wallpaper is no longer the Windows XP Bliss default but rather a picture of a companion cube because as all of you know, I am a nerd. You are already introduced to my Hello Kitty Cisco IP phone. Above the phone would be my gallery of "Melissa and (insert attractive man here)". Some of these men include: Nathan, Jesse, Rod and Dave 1 of ChromeoooOOOOoooo. The "SURREY'S MOST WANTED" sign is a memoir of my desktop team lead which resulted me in stepping up my game. A Sailor Mars key chain. My workhorse rig with the three monitors is a Windows machine and a Fedora machine teamed up to use one mouse and keyboard. (Re: Synergy.)
Oh, and I'm actually sick in this photo. I wasn't trying to be funny, I was trying to be awesome to my coworkers and not spread any diseases.
This guy did the same thing. I'm in the monitor too. *Ghost noises*
Life is all about sides. The side you take makes you who you are. You have to choose.
Forget about good or bad. There are no benefits, no honour. The leaders have the power, not the people. They control our freedom, our rights. We are governed. Simple! Trapped in the middle of a political game.
Yes, we have to choose and we have to be categorized by different facets that make us who we are because that’s how people are broken down - helpless and weakened.
By disintegrating them according to their religion, colour, caste, creed, wealth, position, weight, language, accent and so on. The list is endless.
But the final word is…
Choose or Die – Black or White.
But who is to suffer? The people.
Because we are just stuck in between.
This is an ad I did for a UNC Charlotte project! I am informing students how exercise can relieve stress during the dreaded final exams week.
Do finals have you stressed?
I know I am, so I plan to get out and get some exercise to de-stress :)
Finally a little relief, as dairy cows have been working double shifts to provide milk, butter and cream for all the holiday cookies and treats.
Do not use my images without asking first, please and thank you!
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Do you know how many people die every day from stupid things like this? I'd never actually do this- Because I know there is a greater power, someone that loves me. I have eternity in heaven, it's amazing I was talking to a friend, or at least I thought he was a friend, he was addicted to drugs, etc.. All the stupid things in life, I've tried for three-whole-years to get him to know Jesus as his addiction, I suppose Jesus himself will have to deal with him. Makes me really upset, he wants to go back to this because apparently he has been off for awhile.. I think he's a liar, but it's.. I don't know. I need to pray harder I suppose.
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Self Portrait
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Fact: I'm addicted to Jesus, I was raised that way. I can't comprehend anything else but His love.
There’s a fight to love
A fight to have
Your bed’s a battlefield and back
And all of this will just be stripped away
Let’s do the things we normally do...
Explore, Mar 31, 2009 #363
The Challenge Factory winner - SOS (photo 1-Begins with S, 2-Begins with O, 3-Begins with S) challenge.
February 22, 2017
Roxy was having a bad reaction to a routine vaccine, and soon after this shot we would make a mid-night run to the Animal Emergency Center.
After returning from the animal hospital, she spent the rest of the wee hours of the morning panting and crying. She would not lie down and could not be consoled. Even under sedation, the strong-willed dog would not allow herself to rest and spent almost 48 hours standing up.
Finally, after two days, she finally seemed to come out of it, allowing herself to lie down in her bed.... and sleep for two more days straight!! Luckily she has fully recovered and is back to her same old WILD self again.
(365 Days Project 53/365)
Brewster, Massachusetts
Cape Cod - USA
Photo by brucetopher
© Bruce Christopher 2017
All Rights Reserved
...always learning - critiques welcome.
Shot with an iPhone 6s.
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Haha, this is corny as hell, but representative. This is a long one, so I apologize. Feel free to skip it.
Today was... confusing and odd and exhausting.
Last night I had a sort of epiphany. I've been in theatre for years, and I always really enjoyed it. I don't enjoy it anymore, at least not right now. I'm supposed to be in a play (The Mousetrap) in the beginning/middle of January, and last night as I was trying to memorize lines I just sort of realized that I couldn't do it. Real high school ends in a month and a half, I have finals and second-semester Walkabout dealie and college applications to worry about.
More than that, I don't want to be in a play. I don't want the time commitment or the stress right now and I know I wouldn't enjoy it. I want to read and write and spend time with my friends, not rehearse. It's kind of disconcerting to me that something I wanted three or four months ago isn't something I want at all anymore.
The decision was the easy part. Then, today, I had to go tell everyone that I was bailing out on them. It might not seem like a big deal, but my school's theatre program is hardcore. They put on about eleven productions a year and the turnaround is pretty tight. I felt like a horrible person and I thought that I was going to get bitched out by the director, and I was seriously really scared to go talk to her.
But I sucked it up and did it.
The rest of the people in the cast were really supportive. I was surprised. For some reason I assume automatically that people don't really like me or don't even remember who I am. But they said they'd really miss me... I don't know, that was almost worse than them being angry at me. Because I'll miss them, too, and part of me still wants to do this.
Talking to the theatre director turned out to be okay, too. At first she was kind of hesitant (of course). But I told her how I honestly felt and she understood... I did have to play the "depression" card (as in "it's not an issue of it just being stressful, it's an issue of that stress wrecking my mental health"), which I didn't want to do because it felt somehow disingenuous, but it was okay. I started crying (again, jeeeeeezus, it was like the third time today) and she was really nice and comforting. I always kind of assumed that she didn't really like me, but she said that I was one of her favorite people and that she was really sad that I wouldn't be able to do it. And also that she would've loved to have done The Diary of Anne Frank this year (I wanted to!), because I would've been a good one, but she couldn't find the right people for the other parts.
Really, nothing turned out the way I expected it to. Everything was... okay, somehow. And that makes it harder, somehow.
And so you get a ball of Kleenex in the shape of a heart and my puffy red eyes. When I cry my eyes stay swollen for about two days. It's awful!
DEAR PRESIDENT OBAMA,
please let me introduce my mom,
Mrs.Sarah Lena Echols Malone,
here immortalized on a plaque as a memorial
to the defunct Buttermilk Bottom's neighborhood
located in Atlanta's Old Fourth Ward.
For economic reasons my mom's young family
during the 1930's Great Depression was a vagabond
of that era.
Our family had to migrate from rural Winterville, Georgia
to urban Atlanta and reside with my cousins to survive.
Being a toddler and product of those trying times I
experienced first hand the deprivity of those early months
of The Great Depression.
I still feel the taste of being spoon fed dried beans, powdered
milk, eggs and peanut butter food subsidies from the government.
And I also remember my dad, coming home from working on the
roads for the WPA Projects, created as an emergency relief by
then, President Franklin D. Roosevelt to bail us out of
The Great Depression.
Congratulations, President Obama, our prayers are with you
and the hopeful success of YOUR Economic Infrastructure Public
Works Package.
The economic relief plan of the 1930's worked for my dad.
Thank you, President Obama, for your insight on this crisis.
jhm '08 j.l.t.malone@att.net
THANK YOU, ALL!
Now my holiday gift to you,
please enjoy a related heartwarming
"MERRY FROM JERRY"
children's book
CHRISTMAS STORY
at: the below address:
flickr.com/photos/results/3096833942/
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SOOC
Yeah. 104 pieces of paper?
Well that's the end of semester for ya.
And don't worry, I recycled :)
Tour De Columbus
Nationwide Arena, Columbus OH
June 24th, 2017
Brought my point and shoot into a Twenty One Pilots show and this is what I created.
FACTS ABOUT THE STATE I CALL HOME:
New Jersey is the only state where all of its counties are classified as metropolitan areas.
New Jersey has more race horses than Kentucky.
New Jersey has more Cubans in Union City (1 sq. mi.) than Havana, Cuba.
New Jersey has the most dense system of highways and railroads in the US.
New Jersey has the highest cost of living.
New Jersey has the highest cost of auto insurance.
New Jersey has the highest property taxes in the nation.
New Jersey has the most diners in the world and is sometimes referred to as the Diner Capital of the World
New Jersey is home to the original mystery pork parts chub, Taylor Ham or Pork Roll.
North Jersey has the most shopping malls in one area in the world, with seven major shopping malls in a 25 square mile radius.
New Jersey has 50+ resort cities & towns, some of the nations' most famous: Asbury Park, Wildwood, Atlantic City, Seaside Heights, Long Branch and Cape May.
New Jersey has the most stringent testing along our coastline for water quality control than any other seaboard state in the entire country.
New Jersey is a leading technology & industrial state and is the largest chemical producing state in the nation when you include pharmaceuticals.
Jersey tomatoes are known the world over as being the best you can buy.
New Jersey is the world leader in blueberry and cranberry production.
In 1642, the first brewery in America opened in Hoboken.
The famous Les Paul invented the first solid body electric guitar in Mahwah in 1940.
New Jersey is a major seaport state with the largest seaport in the US, located in Elizabeth. Nearly 80% of what our nation imports comes through Elizabeth Seaport first.
The first Indian reservation was in New Jersey.
New Jersey has the tallest water tower in the world.
The first Drive-In Movie theatre was opened in Camden.
New Jersey has 108 toxic waste dumps. Which is the most in any one state in the nation.
New Jersey has a spoon museum featuring over 5,400 spoons from every state and almost every country.