Day 27: Working on my novel. 

Day 28: Love is yucky.  

 Day 29: I looked up and found this staring at me from on top of the fish tank at work. O_o

 Day 30: Just chillin in the halls with a friend, while waiting for class. 

Day 31: What's we makin? It's SECRETS!

Isn't it weird how when you've known someone all their life, their name becomes them...so much so that you actually stop thinking of the name as a name but instead as a person? Like, tonight, it suddenly dawned on me that I have a cousin named "Emilee". I like the name Emily, I think it's pretty, and it's like dur, I have a cousin with that name (different spelling) but it's just never made the connection of my cousin and that particular name, because she IS that name.

And you know how you imagine names sometimes? Like how cliche cheerleader names are Brittany and Ashley and Kimberley and Amber (no, didn't know that? Well, take a look in highschools and you'll see...), just like jock names are Brad, Brandon, Brock...
And it's weird to think *I* am a "Samantha". What kind of girl is a "Samantha"?? Is it a prissy, stuck-up name? It's a pretty color, I'll give it that. Unlike Ashley (sorry to all you Ashleys...but it's a HORRIBLE yellow color...) and Corey (sorry again, Coreys).

It's funny how we can hear a name but not just THINK of the name...somehow it's connected to someone who HAS that name or even PEOPLE who have that name, and they tend to influence it and make it seem like a pattern. (Like the deal with cheerleader and jock names...) I can hear/see/read the name Andrew but I don't just hear/see/read the name Andrew, I see a color for starters, but I also see my older brother. And generally, the color of the name is my brother's color, because it is his name and I've known him my whole and that's what the name means to me now. Strange, isn't it?
However, even stranger, if another Andrew were to come along, he can have a completely different color.

I know 4 Jon/John's at school! My bro, my "adopted" (his definition, not mine) bro, a friend, and a dude in my photography circle. Same names, yet when I hear "Jon", I think of my bro first. He defines the name. And yet they each have their own 4 separate colors!

So it all makes me wonder, while I don't think my name is prissy or stuck up, and that it has a pretty color, how DO other people view the name and me? Does "Samantha" mean something bad for them? And does our viewing of names like this, knowing people who define the name, cause us to pre-judge other people? I know it has a couple times for me.



Or, wait, do people not think of names like this at all, and I'm just crazy? Well, we all know I'm crazy, but more crazy? 

Day #23:
Bob looking over our "new toys"/aka strobes. 

Day #24:

Mommy rubber band ball & Baby rubber band ball at work.

Day #25:

The only cure for a tired mind. Humor.

Day #26:

This how we does it. Inspired to write by Scarlett. 

My 2013 Novel. 

Day 31.

Day 31. Your Goals for the Next Month

Goals. Okay. Goals for February:

1. Keep on top of school.
2. Do NOT stress.
3. Work on my novel.
4. Read one book for pleasure (school does not count).'
5. Call one friend up.
6. Send one friend something in the mail.
7. Take a photo I am proud of.
8. Sleep better.
9. Remain healthy.
10. Keep on top of blogging.

So what are your plans for next month??

Day 30.

Day 30. Your Favorite Season and Why

Favorite season. I love spring. It's so fab to see everything finally changing after a long winter, and all the colors and the WARMTH finally coming.
I love fall because of the vibrant colors, it just aches to be photographed.

But best of all, I love summer. Summer because of goldeny sunshine, the smell of summer. Grass, sunshine, earthy-flowery-greenish-yellowish smell. And the loveeeeeely waaarm temps! And SUNSHINE. I am a SUNSHINE girl. I loves it. And I love going to the beach and the mountains and popsicles, flowers, 4th of July, fireworks, glo-sticks, shorts, running, ice cream (Kimballs ice cream!!), vacation, no school, flip-flops...it's all fab. :)


P.s. I meant to post this yesterday and would've if we hadn't lost power all evening. :P 

Day 29.

Day 29. Your Favorite Comfort Food

Wait, didn't we already do the whole favorite food thing?? Okay, so favorite "comfort" food...

- Chocolate. It's chocolate. End of story.
- Mac'n'cheese. It's just a comfy food.
- Tea. I know technically it's not a "food", but it's what I always make when I'm tired out and feeling blue and just need something soothing. Favorite teas? Errrm...Lady Grey (I miss you, Lady Grey!), Irish Breakfast, English Breakfast, Vanilla Chai (OMG. So much love.), Chai, occasionally Peach Sleepytime Tea (basically Peach with Chamomile), Earl Grey, Peppermint, and if I'm desperate for a black tea and we're all out of the others, then I'll settle for Lipton regular.
It's all goooood.

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 Day 17: The face was meant to discourage conversation...faaaail.

Day 18: Movie night!

Day 19: This is what happens when one has a migraine and forgets to take a photo until 10:30 at night, and then one has to use one's iphone's on-camera flash and feel like a loser because of it. I'm sorry, Bob. :( 

Day 20: Mia wants to be an artist. I'm the one on the left with the mega-long legs, and Juji's on the right with no skin or flesh. 

Day 21: Downton Time! Squee!

 Day 22: Back to school. Hello, homework. We didn't miss you. 

Day 28.

Day 28. Last Time You Cried

Um, the other day when I had a migraine. Those things are killeeeeeeeeeeers.

Okay, okay, so that doesn't count? Hmm...I'd have to think.

I had a good bawl not too long ago, because I'm a girl, who's occasionally hormonal when she's on her period. During those good ol times it's like this battle of Sam's-inner-soul-versus-emotions-hormones.

Sensible Sam: What the hell are you crying about, you idiot?
Emotional Sam: Noooooooooothing.
Sensible Sam: Then shut up, buck up, suck it up, and be a man.
Emotional Sam: I'm a girl and I have every right to be a girl.
Sensible Sam: But you don't have anything to cry about.
Emotional Sam: I'm a GIRL and I reserve the right to cry over nothing once a month.

There you have it. :P :P :P :P

Day 27.

Day 27. If I Won the Lottery

If I won the lottery...I would...

Pay for school. A good school. Specifically photography school. ;)

Yup. That's all. :P

Okay, okay, let's splurge...Canon 5D Mark II, my own apartment, my own car...

Then yeah, I'd be happy. ;)

No, seriously, if I were a rich person, I'd be a good rich person. I would be responsible, generous, and only occasionally buy the unnecessary. ;) And trust me, I'd totally be the person who would spend more money on her friends and family than on herself. Seriously!

What do I do on my day off, especially when I'm not feeling the greatest? And yet, sitting on the couch, watching The Fellowship of the Ring with a hotpack is making me antsy? Why, I go pull out my Pioneer Woman cookbook, and whip up half a batch of her scrumptious...oh, wait, wanna be surprised? Can you guess what it is?

It starts out in a pot...

 But when you mix it with many many cups of flour, you get a dough ball squishy and soft to kneed.
Then you let it sit in the bowl for an hour, watching bits and pieces of Sam and Frodo, trying not to go crazy with 5 little kids bouncing off the walls with hyperness...

Take it out of its bowl and roll it out on the counter (wash the counter first...our's was left messy by one particularly messy child who had KP duty for the lunch hour. I shall not name names.).
Rub it down in the most heavenly melted butter and sprinkle on as much cinnamon and sugar as you can possibly stand (hahahahaha, where's that limit, I'd like to know!)

When you've finished, roll it up tight, tight, tight!
So tight its guts of buttery-sugary-cinnamony goodness are exploding from the sides and ends. Om nom nom nom.
It'll look like one big log. Cut the log into 25 pieces.

Place said 25 pieces into pie dishes, cake pans, etc. and squish em down a bit into a circular pastry. They are squishy, gooey, sticky pieces of gloriousness.















Oh my goodness. Doused, glazed, soaked,
whatever you want to call it, in a coffee frosting?
Please. Just let me die. It is heaaaaaven.



Oh yeah. And if you're an idiot and can't tell, they're cinnamon rolls. ;)

Day 26.

Day 26. Academics

I was homeschooled K-12, although I was enrolled in Christian Liberty Academy for highschool. I was an average student, I guess...mostly B's, if I remember correctly. An occasional C.

After highschool I took a correspondence course through the Institute of Children's Literature on learning to write children's books. I earned a "certificate" in that after the 2 year program.

And, as you know, I'm attending community college to get my Associates in photography. My 4th semester starts on Tuesday...I'll be taking: Earth Science (aka Geology) for my lab science, a Broadcasting & Electronic Media management capstone class, Film Appreciation, and Digital Workflow (my last photography class! *sad*). I'll have one more semester after this spring one, all the classes basically electives.
I'm a fairly good student (okay, I have been a very good student so far...great grades. Nothing lower than an A-). I'm not sure where I will go after I earn my Associates. I currently don't have the money to continue school right away, so I'm sure I will have to take one or two years off in between. Dreaming, I would love to attend a photography school, realistically, I'd probably would go on to earn a Bachelor's at a state university.

There, that's my academics.

Where did you go to school? Where are you going to school? What did/do you major in? Still pursuing academics or are you finally done??

Day 25.

Day 25. A Weird Quirk

Lists. Everything is composed into lists. To do lists, to buy lists, to mail lists, to read lists, to watch lists, to try lists, to think about lists...I have lists for everything. It's a planner's way of life. :P And yes, it makes me feel good to cross things off my list. It helps me to see what I have accomplished and what I have left to accomplish.

Order/Routine. I like order and I like my little routines. I cannot eat breakfast until I have coffee made. That simple. I cannot work on homework if my bedroom floor is a mess. When I load up the dishwasher, each dish has a specific section to be placed in.

Multi-tasking. I cannot just sit and watch a movie. I get way too antsy. My mind can't seem to focus as well. I have to do something with my hands or my mind at the same time. This usually includes knitting if I'm watching a movie with someone else, or a game on my computer if I'm watching a movie alone.

Your weird quirks are...?

Day 24.

Day 24. Latest Project

Latest project...hmm...well, it's my 2013 novel.

Mostly still in the planning stages, but I actually did start writing it the other day. I still have a few things to sort out in my mind, but I think I have the basic outline planned in my head. I even have some specifics down, but I have a few key points that I need to get straight before I can actually start writing it all.

What is it about?
Well, as of right now, the working title is: I Am Real and it's going to be a Young Adult novel about two teens, feeling very misplaced in their lives, they meet, experience life together, discovering things about themselves through a series of events in one day. Girl: Julian. Boy: Simon. 17 & 19, respectively. It is a love story, but not in the way you would expect.

And because I'm one of those dorky people who has to have photos to help inspire her writing...this is what I came up with for a book cover. (Yes, yes, it does actually help in my writing process...don't ask how or why. It just does. :P )

I hope to start the writing process soon, and I would like to be finished with it by June. We'll see...school has a funny way of taking over one's life. 

What projects have you been working on? Ever written a novel? Do tell. 

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Day 12: Tea and Dr. Who? Be still mah heart!

 Day 13: Why yes, I listen to awesome music while writing.

Day 14: I walked around this bend 4 times...I think I freaked out the old dude who lived at that house...

Day 15: We cool peeps chill when work is slow.

Day 16: I'm a fan of the font they used for my name...

Day 23.

Day 23. What Makes Me Feel Better, Always

Ummhmmm...it depends on what kind of meh-mood I'm in. If I'm angry, hard-rock and rap music makes me feel better.
If I'm sad, chocolate and Hans Zimmer's soundtracks, and chick flicks make me feel better.
If I'm tired, sleep.
If I'm blue, writing.
If I'm bored, reading.

But what is it that ALWAYS makes me feel better?

Coffee. *heart*

Day 22.

Day 22. 5 Favorite Blogs

So I'm really not this maniac blog-follower, simply because I don't have the time to keep on top of a billion blogs. So I kinda picked and chose which blogs I would follow. :) (But hey! If you have a blog you want me to follow, just add the link in a comment and I'll check you out!) These are just my top 5...the 5 that I check out constantly because I love the posts. ;)

1. Kelle Hampton
http://www.kellehampton.com/
I can't help it. I LOVE Kelle Hampton's blog. It is fun, it is sweet, it is beautiful, it is funny, it is full of pretty photos of adorable kiddos...what more do you want? Kelle inspires me to blog more.

2. Jamie Delaine
http://jamiedelaineblog.com
I love this girl. A Canadian photographer my age? With a passion for photography, music, books, writing, God, and coffee? This is MY kind of gal. The kind of person I would not mind just hanging with and talking to. She writes on such a personal level that I feel like I know her, even though we've never met. She encourages me, inspires me, and I have actually gotten several great book recommendations from her blog! ;)

3. My friend Sheeba
http://www.wonderfullywolfley.blogspot.com
She has the stinkin-most-cutest kiddo ever and always posts tons of fun photos. So much cuteness!!

4. Donald Miller + others
http://storylineblog.com/
Haha, we all know how much I love Donald Miller's writing...

5. I Am Kristen Photography
http://www.imkristensphotoblog.com/
Friend of Jamie Delaine's...I just love going and browsing through her blog and photos. So beautifuuuuuuuul.

Day 21.

Day 21. Pet Peeves

Oh, boy. I think I have a lot. Does that make me annoying? ;)

1. I can't stand it when people lean across the desk while I'm working. It's like, "Um, personal space, people!!!" Makes me very antsy and very crabby.

2. It drives me crazy when people write on only one side of a sheet of paper and yet they use several sheets. It's like, "What's wrong with the back?? You're wasting all that good space!"

3. What drives me absolutely INSANE is running commentaries from people during movies. I'm not talking about a quick, "Wait, who's that guy? I know that actor...do you know who he is??" or "Oooh, I love her!" But when people talk TO the movie. "WHAT?  WHAT ARE YOU DOING? HE'S GOT A GUN!" "Look out behind you!!!" "OUCH! Did that hurt, man??"
Just for the record, they CAN'T talk back, people! :P

4. When kids younger than me try to correct my life. Actually, this is usually more amusing than irritating, but seriously? XD Oi.

5. When people expect me to be chatty as soon as I wake up. This gal is a slow waker. Let the coffee kick in first. Oi again. :P

What are some things that annoy the heck out of you?

Day 20.

Day 20. 10 Favorite Songs

In no specific order...

1. Skyfall - Adele. Probably the only Adele song that I love!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ikrYfnpbhE

2. It's Time - Imagine Dragons. So much fun! :) I'll admit, I first heard it in the The Perks of Being a Wallflower movie trailer. Been in love ever since!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sENM2wA_FTg

3. Tennessee - Pearl Harbor soundtrack by Hans Zimmer. Oh, love, love, love, love! This is one song that I have loved for years and years and always listen to when I'm in need of soothing.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=opP4PcZ7aN4

4. Nuvole Bianche - Ludovico Einaudi. My first Einaudi piece (both in listening and playing on piano) has remained my favorite. You can't more beautiful than that. This piece holds a lot of memories for me now. Mostly bittersweet ones.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CdDDY5nVA3A

5. Cinderella Man - Eminem. :D
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wmvQcajq9Eo

6. I Thought I Saw Your Face Today - She & Him. What's better than Zooey Deschanel?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B18lG9mETIs

7. Cold December - Michael Buble. Um, *heart*. lol.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FxjsJ-TU8LA

8. What Makes You Beautiful - The Piano Guys. I'm sorry, but this is just AWESOME.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0VqTwnAuHws

9. A Thousand Years - Christina Perri. Whaaat? I'm a girl, so sue me.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OHkvan-NFnM

10. Splish Splash - Bobby Darin. Oh, c'mon, you can't get funner than this. *dance*



Now, why don't you recommend me some music? ;)

Day 19.

Day 19. Where I Want To Be In Ten Years

Where do I want to be in 10 years? Dream-wise? Or realistically? I have a fancy to do dream-wise today.

 I want to be standing, camera in front of my face, traveling, seeing everything for myself.

I want to be capturing beautiful moments. Sad moments.

I want to expose truth with my camera. I want to show things that people never want to see.

I want to reveal beautiful things that     people always forget to see. 

I want to have a passport that is stamped. I want to be able to make pictures like there's no tomorrow. I want to see things for myself and capture those things through photos and words. I want to write a book...I want to fill it to the brim with my words and my photos.

Hey, we said dream-wise. Never said it would be exactly realistic. But one never knows. 

Day 18.

Day 18. Timeline of My Day

5:30 a.m. Sam wakes up. Ugh. Rolls over and goes back to sleep.
8:00 a.m. Sam's dad wakes her up by yelling to someone down the stairs. Ugh. Rolls over and goes back to sleep.
9:45 a.m. Sam wakes up naturally, stares at ceiling for a while.
10:00 a.m. Sam rolls out of bed.

Okay, okay, boring, I know. ;)

Let's skip to after showering, dressing, eating lunch at noon, and finally sitting in my room.

1:00 p.m. Does devotions and journaling.
1:30 p.m. Reads "The Dirty Life" by Kristin Kimball (fascinating memoir about farm life! Makes a person wanna go live on a farm...that is until one remembers that you'd have to get dirty and live in the middle of nowhere and take care of chickens...)
2:00 p.m. Works on novel plans. (Yes, that's right, I've started working on the planning stages of my 2013 novel. Sorry. I don't do spoilers.)
2:30 p.m. Watches an episode of Big Bang Theory. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. I've missed this show!
3:00 p.m. Pinterest. Looking specifically for a leg warmer pattern.
3:30ish p.m. Church time with the fam.
4:30ish p.m. Knitting while listening to music.
4:45ish p.m. Din din. Nomnomnomnom.
5:00 p.m. Start dishes.
5:10 p.m. Finishes loading dishwasher, only to find out that we're out of dishwasher detergent. Pulls dishes out to wash by hand.
5:38 p.m. Dishes all washed, floors all swept, tables all cleared & wiped, counters all spotless. All while plotting how to take over the world. That or how to become a hermit.
5:40 p.m. Straightens up room.
5:50 p.m. Plans blogpost, uploads photos, opens up this post.
6:01 p.m. And here I am now, just finishing up this post.

The rest of the evening will be spent in answering emails, watching more BBT, knitting, and possibly reading before bed. There may be some tea involved too.

Word of advice...seriously, like, totally get yourself a mason jar and straw to drink your water from.
It like totally tastes better. (OMG!) 

And yes, I realize just how boring today's entry was. What can I say...the creative juice goes dry sometimes. 

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Day 8. "I feel infinite": The Perks of Being a Wallflower

Day 9. I finally saw The Hobbit with a friend.

Day 10. This totally made my day. Squee!

Day 11. What to read, what to read? Fiction or Nonfiction? (Ftr, nonfiction won...The Dirty Life is actually fascinating! Thanks to Jamie Delaine for the recommendation!)

Day 17.

Day 17. Something I Miss

I miss...

real marshmallows.
summer and warm temps.
a time when I didn't have an inner alarm that woke me up at 5:30a.m. every morning.

but most of all, I miss my bestie, Amy, who is in Africa. *heart* Hurry home, Ducky!!

Day 16.

Day 16. What is in my bag? 

The original question asked what was in my handbag/purse but I don't really use a purse that often. I use my messenger bag, as you may have seen in past blogposts that I've written.
A funny fact about that bag...people at my school recognize me not by my face but by my bag. Very odd. I guess I don't have one of those faces. :(

Anywho...this is what is in my bag:

For the record, no, I do not keep a cup of coffee in my bag. :P 

Okay, what's we got...

- Keys. 

- Makeup

- Camera battery

- Random change (I really should put it in my change jar...)

- Chapstick

- Cough drops (from like forever ago)

- 3 pens (just in case I lose one, and one runs out of ink...)

- Lip gloss

- Wallet (currently has money in it...but not for long... *sadface*)

- Ear buds

- Old ipod (I really should take it out of my bag since I just use my iphone now...

So, dudes, next time you generalize gals as purse hoarders that move their entire houses with them, just remember this gal. I don't use a purse and I carry the minimum. :P And I think you'll find these items really are necessities. 

Day 15.

Day 15. My Worst Habits

One rather annoying habit I have is not taking care of my nail polish. Part of it is that I actually kinda like how it can look, starting to fade away on the nails. But it's mostly just laziness. I'm not always in the mood to stop and take off the chipped polish and repaint. Especially during the school semester...I'm way too busy or too tired to stop and change colors. I'll simply wear the polish until it's gone. :P Which is super awesome for the nails, I know. ;)

What's an annoying habit you have? 

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Day 4: Librarian earrings on a librarian/my co-worker

Day 5: Girls' night with Krista & Genny, complete with interesting conversations

Day 6: I am a photographer

 Day 7: A kickass journal from Joy. :)

Day 14.

Day 14. What Am I Afraid Of?

What am I afraid of? Hmm. I'm afraid of a lot of things. I'm afraid of peas, killing someone on the road, ticks, empty coffee mugs...

Okay, okay, so you wanted a serious reply.

I am afraid of failure.

I don't know why it is that I grew up such a perfectionist. It's like an inner battle that goes on inside my head. Half of me argues that it's okay to mess up and learn and grow and be changed throughout life. The other half of me argues back that failure is just not acceptable. I have to be perfect at whatever I do.
"Why? Why is it not acceptable?" asks 1st half.
"It just isn't." replies 2nd half.

It's the way I'm built. I have this inner system where if I didn't force myself to stop and focus on relaxing, I would work until I killed myself. Particularly in school. I stress so easily over school because I feel I have to prove myself somehow. I have to be a perfect student. And the sad thing is, it's not so much that I feel I have to prove my worth to the world...but to myself. Failure is the equivalent of less than perfect to my mind. Failure to my mind means I am not good enough.

But then my sensible side asks me, What is perfection?
Beautiful things aren't always perfect. I see that all around me. In fact, I make a point of trying to see beauty in the everyday things...things that don't seem, originally, to be "perfect".

Being a perfect student doesn't mean straight A's. It means, I try my best and learn. It means, gaining the knowledge I need, without obsessing about it. It means not putting school first in my life. The failure isn't when I get a low grade. The failure is when I put school above my relationships, when I put it as first in my life. I'm not a failure if I don't get that 4.0 GPA. I am a failure when I push myself to the point of stress because of school, when I could be doing something better in this world.

Failure isn't the lack of perfection. I am always going to be imperfect at something, no matter how hard I try. The failure is when I allow stress, school, perfectionism to rule my life.

God loves me, as imperfect as I am. He doesn't care about my grades. He defines me, not my grades...and if He defines me, then I do not have the need to prove anything to myself.

Day 13.

Day 13. Favorite childhood book

There were so many! It's always fun to stumble across books I read as a kid, while working...brings back memories!

One of my favorites as a kid, though, was Bread and Jam for Frances by Russell Hoban. A total sweetheart of a book, with awesome illustrations...illustrations which were what drew me to the book as a little kid.

Frances looooooooooooves bread and jam, and refuses to eat anything else. So she doesn't...but was it a good idea after all??

Cute, fun illustrations, predictable story yes, but still amusing in its own way. :) 

Day 12.

Day 12. Dream Job

I think it's rather obvious. :P I want to be a photographer. However, over this past semester, I began to realize more and more how much I reaaaaaaally don't like business. So the idea of running my own business is kinda slowly dying down. I *do* like the idea of working in a studio. Not a small studio in a mall. :P A real studio. That would be amazing-awesome. But who knows...I still love the idea of just going out and shooting photos for people on my own. ;) We'll see what happens!

Day 11.

Day 11. Favorite Quote

I'll share my latest favorite with you. An exert from Donald Miller's book "A Million Miles in a Thousand Years". (Yes, I'm on a Donald Miller roll here...)

"I was watching the news the other night, and they were still covering that story in Mumbai about the terrorists who went on a shooting rampage...when we watch the news, we grieve all of this, but when we go to the movies, we want more of it. Somehow we realize that great stories are told in conflict, but we are unwilling to embrace the potential greatness of the story we are actually in. We think God is unjust, rather than a master storyteller."

How often is that true? How often do we enjoy movies with  no conflict? Can you think of one? It's what makes the story powerful...characters overcoming the worst kind of conflicts. Yet, when they occur in our lives, we so easily get angry at God, because we feel He's being unjust.
But what if, these conflicts are there to make our life stories more powerful. We have the choice to allow them to create a powerful story...
What choice do we choose, though? Are we the whiny character who stomps her foot at God when conflict comes along, and tries to push it away? Or are we the strong character, who stands up to the conflict, willing to face whatever God sends our way?

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365 Photo Challenge. 

I've always wanted to really participate in it...and I actually did like 4? 5? years ago? Something like that. And it was tough to do. I tried to do it last year, and managed like 4 days. :P It was just too hard to handle on top of work, school, life. So, this year, I'm going to attempt it again...this time using mainly my instagram. Because it's instant. Unlike Booth, who I would have to upload the photos from and edit then upload to my blog. :P I may use some photos I take with Booth, but for the most part, I think it'll be on Instagram. It's not that I think Instagram has AMAZING photo quality (it's an iphone camera, for pete's sake! It's not gonna be great :P), but because it's fast and easy and it will be documenting my life this year. 

So here's to project 365. Let me know if you're doing it, and I'll follow you. ;) 

Day 1. Sissahs.

Day 2. Teeeeeeea

Day 3. Shopping with Gen. Gen shops, Sam waits. ;)

Day 10.

Day 10. Most Proud Moment

I don't really have a most proud moment...I mean, the day when I got a 4.0 GPA (twice) have been exciting, in a way. Erm...the day I got my certificate saying I had finished the Children's Lit. course was exciting...the day when I graduate with my Associates will be an exciting day.

Nope, I don't really have a most proud moment. Sorry. :P

Day 9

Day 9. First Celebrity Crush

I don't know about a first celebrity crush, but I do know who was my first HUGE crush!
I was about eleven. Head ooover heels. ;) I first met the movie version...grew up seeing him. Then, at 11 I read the book version and had a MASSIVE crush. ;)

Bwuhaha, who else?? Gilbert Blythe of course! I'm assuming every young, homeschooled girl (almost every one) had a crush on him at some point. I mean, c'mon, who wouldn't? Tall, dark, handsome, good-looking, charming, funny? ;)

So okay, not every girl crushed on him (I still do to this day :P)...and if you didn't, then who did you crush on??