25 today...

So i woke up early this morning and I have to admit that when i was younger getting older was a whole hell of a lot funner...

Now, it's a little depressing, i mean, when i turned 21 there was something to look forward to. 25 give's me this feeling that everything is downhill from here. But i know 25 is still young, and I've got plenty of life left in me, so im trying not to look at this year in such a negative way and enjoy it.

This year may very well be the year that many many things in my life change drastically, and I'm ready for the change :)

On another note, my birthday is also on the same day that President Obama becomes president as well, and actually it feels pretty awesome to have my birthday be on this day, It's historic. Im ready for just as much change in America as im hoping for in my own life, it feels good to be hopeful of our new leader and know that he has a few different idea's to those that have gone before him.

There's actually an extreme amount of pressure on Obama to really change things, and i suppose i will admit im a little nervous that all of this hope may come crashing down when he isn't everything we hoped for, or things dont change as quickly as we'd like them to, but nevertheless, i believe there will be change and thats something to be excited about :)

So, this is an obvious post but...
I HATE MY ON CAMERA FLASH


Ive always hated it, but just recently its gotten verrrrry annoying. I know what your thinking.. don't you have an external flash for that thing?

NO. (here goes rant # two) I am working as many hours as possible at my job right now, trying to save up money to do several things:

1. Pay for School
2. Save for when i move in July
3. Buy a light meter
4. Buy an external Flash
5. New Camera
6. The Philly Trip this summer
7. And the damn half-sleeve that Ive been saving for since i got my back done. (but honestly this is at the bottom of my priorities)

So, I (Unlike most of the people i go to school with) pay for school all by myself. To be honest, at times i get a little angry that my parents are spending money like its growing on tree's (They just bought a BRAND NEW TRUCK). Yet, they continue to tell me that they don't have any to spare to help me go to school. AH!

alright, i get it, ill appreciate my life so much more when I'm outta school and making money and know i did it all myself ...but this life lesson is one that isn't sinking in so easily.

My Birthday is on Tuesday, lets just hope i get something to help me out. I'm about to move out of the country and disappear for awhile.

The Window Frame

The Bart line passes right through Oakland and there are some houses right beside it. In the mornings the windows are all thrust open; curtains drawnback. the sunlight illuminates inside the windows.
I can see everything these people own; the cup of coffee on the end table or your unmade bed.
Today i saw a woman in a dark sundress standing in a window, red curtains swaying beside her and she fanned herself as the sun baked the room she stood in.
She looked disressed, helpless even. And for that brief moment i entered her world and felt insight into what she was feeling at the time, just by seeing her in a passing glimpse, i captured so much.
if only more people opened their eyes in this way to understand and relate to the world around them maybe some things would be different.

polaroids in books

polaroids in books
Originally uploaded by Dear Allegory

So yesterday i went to borders to release a few ounces of stress between a good friend and shelves and shelves of literature.

Talking with other people proves to always be something that i treasure, because once school starts i will be far too busy to spend time with anyone, much less enjoy a few hours by myself.

While sitting on the floor of the bookstore, i found an interesting thing poking out of the top of one of the books. This particular book was about shoes, and i found tucked in between the pages of fashion forward footwear, Polaroids that had been inserted by a creative visitor.

These types of things always intrigue me, different ways people like to express themselves, and this is obviously one of the ways that this person decided to show something about themselves, and also create a sense of curiosity in the people who found it. Perhaps it was a lonely Border's book slave who delicately inserted the photos hoping to catch someone like myself smile upon finding the hidden treasure.

There are a few other things that i have seen that remind me of this type of experimentation with human interaction.


at the cafe inside my work i have found stranded books laying on the tables, and inside there was a notation instructing the person to read the book and log onto a website to explain what they thought of the book and where they found it and where they are leaving it to be found. I like this idea, hundreds of people reading the same book, and they don't even know each other, Im sure the books travel all over.

also, i have found scraps of paper in the pockets of jeans in different stores with witty or inspirational little quotes written on them. Its almost like the generation of today finds joy in expressing themselves and effecting the people that they don't even know. I really like the idea that we can spread nice emotions without even seeing, meeting or ever touching another person.