zomg pretty pictures!
I love it when my mom gets useful presents that I get to play with. Digital camera? My new toy. (Also, I wanna show off the hair color, though I don't know whether I'm staying with this color or stripping it down to the real color).
Enjoy! Pictures are hidden behind the cut, so's not to clog everyone's friends page.
'Tis where I'm sleeping currently. Yup, air mattress in the middle of the living room. Hardwood floors suck ass.
ETA- Hee! You can barely see the Hello Kitty lunch box/purse in the corner. That thing is so cute!
Unfortunately, I couldn't get a better picture of the view outside the deck. I much preferred it two years ago, when those damned buildings weren't in the way, but the mountains are still awfully pretty. Also? Christmas lights get in the way (trust me, they look so much better at night).
Heh. Mom never did take down all the magazine and newspaper "art" I put on the back of my door when I was a teenager. Yes, I had an obsession with Dan Cloutier (hawt), and if you squint, you can see the picture of my baby in the top center (I miss my Teddy!). The phrase at the top, "Make a statement" was kinda my motto back when I was young and foolish.
Hey, look! I get home and I'm already making a mess! I also thought that everyone should get to see the bra I never wear (oh, like I ever wear one), random make-up, and yes...that is the navel piercing in the mirror. Didn't mean to get that in. Especially since I think I'm taking it out and letting it grow in.
Yes, that's me. Shock of all shocks. With my dark brown hair. With the chipmunk cheeks beginning to peek out. Wearing make-up. At like...six thirty in the morning, no less. I swear, I haven't taken a good picture since I was a kid.
A second me. Perhaps a little bit angry looking? Mom surprised me with the camera as I was coming around the corner from the kitchen. It only reminds me that I really really need to find my tweezers and work on those eyebrows. Yeesh.
Aaannd...I got all artsy like. Mom's Christmas Cactus finally decided to bloom, after something like six years. Honestly, I think it's the best picture of the bunch.
So...um...yeah.
Enjoy! Pictures are hidden behind the cut, so's not to clog everyone's friends page.
'Tis where I'm sleeping currently. Yup, air mattress in the middle of the living room. Hardwood floors suck ass.
ETA- Hee! You can barely see the Hello Kitty lunch box/purse in the corner. That thing is so cute!
Unfortunately, I couldn't get a better picture of the view outside the deck. I much preferred it two years ago, when those damned buildings weren't in the way, but the mountains are still awfully pretty. Also? Christmas lights get in the way (trust me, they look so much better at night).
Heh. Mom never did take down all the magazine and newspaper "art" I put on the back of my door when I was a teenager. Yes, I had an obsession with Dan Cloutier (hawt), and if you squint, you can see the picture of my baby in the top center (I miss my Teddy!). The phrase at the top, "Make a statement" was kinda my motto back when I was young and foolish.
Hey, look! I get home and I'm already making a mess! I also thought that everyone should get to see the bra I never wear (oh, like I ever wear one), random make-up, and yes...that is the navel piercing in the mirror. Didn't mean to get that in. Especially since I think I'm taking it out and letting it grow in.
Yes, that's me. Shock of all shocks. With my dark brown hair. With the chipmunk cheeks beginning to peek out. Wearing make-up. At like...six thirty in the morning, no less. I swear, I haven't taken a good picture since I was a kid.
A second me. Perhaps a little bit angry looking? Mom surprised me with the camera as I was coming around the corner from the kitchen. It only reminds me that I really really need to find my tweezers and work on those eyebrows. Yeesh.
Aaannd...I got all artsy like. Mom's Christmas Cactus finally decided to bloom, after something like six years. Honestly, I think it's the best picture of the bunch.
So...um...yeah.