Whitwhit1893

I'm finally in college, and the transition has been interesting. Being weaned from home is something I found hard to become acquainted with.

I had so much in mind pertaining to my photography, however, I've come to realize I want to start over with my technique. I'll be getting a brand new DSLR(Nikon D3100) for christmas, and I feel I'll be able to truly grow with my art.


I still have a lot to give from my previous camera, the Nikon Coolpix L100, but that'll take time.


So, until I am ready, I'll be working like there's no tomorrow, scavenge on food(you'd understand if you saw my cafeteria), and slowly but surely become a hermit. What an exciting college experience(lol).

School is FINALLY coming to a close. Technically, by next week I'll be totally done with school, as my exams will be done. It's a wonderful thing though, my school is letting out JUNE 8TH because we had not a single snow day in good ole Upstate New York.

With that said, I'll be trying to get up new photos, or rather, photos that have been previously taken and now collecting "dust" on the micro organs of a SD card.

Who knows, might even attempt a drawing or two. Depends. I'm now employed, have an internship, am GRADUATING high school, have a dog and now a BUNNY to take care of. Although another issue to add onto that oh so grandiose list of oncoming panic attack inducers is a dying, dying camera.

My little Nikon Coolpix L100 is slowly dying and needs to desperately be replaced, so I'm hoping to get a new and MUCH better quality camera in the near future, which should further my artistic value.

Until then....I've got studying to do(hmmmprocrastinatinghmmmm).



Til then,

Auf wiedersehen(CAN'T WAIT TO LEARN GERMAN AT LYCOMING COLLEGE!!!!!!!)

So, I just favorited an image of the zodiac sign for cancer on my account. It is basically what my tattoo looks like, and I'd just like to share my story.

For years, I thought that getting a tattoo would be the most amazing, most fun thing ever(...minus the pain...people who tell you it doesn't hurt, total BS).

And then I figured, because I wanted a tattoo, shouldn't there be a reason? So I found a reason. My Grandmother and I share the same zodiac sign(cancer obviously). Feeling purely ardent about showing my gratitude for being under my grams wing for so long fueled my interest in getting a tattoo.

Now, obviously, some people don't think through their tattoo process(on occasion it's just done out of pure inebriated stupidity), and thus the process becomes an impulsive experience. But it's always interesting to have an actual reason behind your tat.

So one fine day my grams took me to my cousins house(she's licensed) who was just getting ready to move down south for personal matters, and I sat for a good 40 minutes before my tattoo was "complete".

I'll post a decent photo of my tat soon(it's on my right shoulder, someones gonna have to help me with this), BUT, it is not finished. I plan on extending the design either down my back or across my arm.

To anyone who feels that opposition toward their decision to permanently revolutionize their bodies into walking art may alter their eventual decision to get a tat, my only guarded advice to you is to do what you want to do, remember, it's your body, not someone else's. I won't deter what someone wants to do, because it really is you in this matter. And really no one can give you advice about your own body(I know, I contradicted myself) but yourself(unless it's good ole Dr.Watson!!! Remember, everything's okay because he's a doctor!!!).

I only really rant about this because one good friend of mine who has various tat's has told me about what she went through once she finally altered her skin. Some family members really disliked her for sometime, deeming her roguish. She had consent from her parents yet still she was reprimanded by some of her family members. When I finally came out of the closet about my tat, some of my other family members felt it was something malignant too. Recently I've also felt under attack toward my tat, from close people, for reasons beyond me...but I've been thinking a lot lately, and I'm done with several things in my life(something(s), some people absolutely don't know about...but that's just fine by me. Most issues will be solved upon college, that doesn't involve family).

If anyone wants to talk about anything with me privately, please pm me. Whether it is about tattoo's, relationships, hell, even talk to me about fanfiction.

American queen is the American dream
American queen is the American dream

She is a Polish girl in America
Tall, tanned, hot blonde called Anya
I asked her "Why would you wanna be a Hollywood wife?"
Because I don't wanna end up living in a dive on Vine
Do anything for a dime
Looking for the golden line

[Chorus]
Hollywood infected your brain
You wanted kissing in the rain
Living in a movie scene
Puking American dreams
I'm obsessed with the mess that's America
I'm obsessed with the mess that's America

A fat security making a plays for me
Soon as I touch down in old L.A.
He said, "OH MY GOD YOU LOOK JUST LIKE SHAKIRA,
NO NO! YOU'RE CATHERINE ZETA"
'Actually, my name's Marina'
Your mind is just like mine
All filled up with things benign
You're looking for the golden line

[Chorus]
Hollywood infected your brain
You wanted kissing in the rain
I've been living in a movie scene
Puking American dreams
I'm obsessed with the mess that's America
I'm obsessed with the mess that's America

American dream is the American queen
American queen is the American dream
Is the American dream

Hollywood infected your brain
You wanted kissing in the rain
I've been living in a movie scene
Puking American dreams
Hollywood infected your brain
You wanted kissing in the rain
I've been living in a movie scene
Puking American dreams
I'm obsessed with the mess that's America
I'm obsessed with the mess that's America


This is the song I'm doing my Ib Philosophy IA on, and comparison to Plato's allegory of the cave. Personally, I'm mostly doing it so that my life can be tad easier(allegory of the cave is NOT hard to interpret and analyze). That, and I love being able to listening to this song over and over again(even though I could just to do this on a day to day basis)....but it's better than listening to What's Going on...the Prince adam's mix....god....

Ya know what....screw Robert Downey Jr, has anyone looked at Jude Law without his mustache from Sherlock Holmes?! Talk about godly proportions!!

Tomorrow I'm going to see the new Sherlock Holmes, and simply can't wait to see Jude onscreen. YUM-MY.

A plethora of photos are ready to be posted, and are practically screaming at me to get the job done, HOWEVER, I have a purely satisfyingly reasonable excuse as to why I've been negligent in posting.
In my advanced photography class we've been creating Altered books, of which are meant to correlate with a certain theme.

Mine so happens to be Dead Masquerade. I'll try posting images of the book, since it's just fabulous. I'm probably going to scan the pages and post them.

Unfortunately I've spent a large amount of my time burning my poor book-the spine of the book is just dead, no pun intended- but it's surviving for the most part...after excessive gluing of course, so the process is prolly going to take a while considering it is rather fragile. But, I still love no matter how easily it may just fall apart on me one of these days, leaving me totally broken hearted.

My dog seems to love it to...but then again he's taken to trying to eat the glitter decor that's spilled all over my couch.



Well, I'm out!