Day 178

It's hard to explain...

Day 177

Nothing doing, doing nothing.

Day 176

It's surprising that even when you don't try to work hard
On something that should require hard work,
How well something can turn out.

Day 175

I feel like I belong here.
I really wish I wasn't caught up in a world where you had to push toward success.
I wish I could go through these stupid inhibitions and do what I love doing.
Alas.

Day 174

Huh? A decent picture?
That wasn't supposed to happen.
Oh welllllllllllllll.

Day 173

I'm going to have to paint a self-portrait of myself in the style of Andy Warhol.
I'm not liking this...

Day 172

Welcome to Bad Photography Week, with your host, Chris Fox.
*fake applause*


Since I'm severely sleep deprived, worse than ever before, and busy with homework and life, I really have absolutely little to no time to devote to taking pictures. I simply can't do it. There are higher concerns. I'm trying to squeeze them out, so don't expect them to be so hot all week.

Day 171

I still love my friends.
P.S.: More sleep needed urgently.

Day 170

Today was Amie's birthday.
One year later.

Today was an amazing day.
I feel like these people are my friends.
And I feel like they consider me their friend too.
I really feel comfortable with them, for once.

Day 169

I am chained to the prison ball of procrastination.

Day 168

Love is a feeling that we don't understand,

But we're gonna give it to ya.

We'll aim for the stars,
We'll aim for your heart,
When the night comes.

And we'll bring you love.
You'll be one of us,
When the night comes.

[We're From Barcelona - I'm From Barcelona]










Today was a great day.
Harry Potter and The Order Of The Phoenix!

Day 167

It's not how you go about unlocking the door,
Nor is it about going through the door.
It's about what lies beyond.
Nothing else matters.

Day 166

Self-confidence is a must.

Day 165

We will never match the world around us
In it's sheer scope of grandeur.

Day 164

I'm not supposed to be playing...

Day 163

I won't lie.
I didn't take a picture today.

I was busy.

Day 162

Est cela moi,
ou est ce deja-vu total du debut de ma Photo 365 projet ?

Oh bien. L'amour, la guitare, et les videojeuxs.

Day 161

And then we defied physics as rebels,
With only cause or reason behind us.
We defy that which holds us down
As if it were meant to be broken from in the first place.

Day 160

"The absence of flaw in beauty is itself a flaw."
-Havelock Ellis

Day 159

...And then the colors came together in a harmonic form of light and image.
The colors knew no more bounds, and refused borders.
They blended with each other like a great mixing pot,
But still respected each other to form perfect unity among confusion.
You noticed no longer what the colors meant in their structure before,
But the Utopian image of splendor and beauty they made once together.

Racism is disgusting.
I believe the colors should be blended.
I believe our world should look like this.
And I believe we all should respect that and see it's beauty.

Do not view upon another by their look,
For they are as similar to you as I.

Day 158

Hey there, Delilah,
What's it like in New York City?
I'm a thousand miles away,
But girl, tonight, you look so pretty.
Yes you do;
Times Square can't shine as bright as you,
I swear it's true...


A thousand miles seems pretty far,
But they've got planes and trains and cars.
I'd walk to you if I had no other way...
Delilah, I can promise you,
That by the time we get through
The world will never ever be the same.
And you're to blame...

[Hey There Delilah - Plain White T's]
Happy unofficial birthday Leslie Baker.
And happy adoption day Delilah.
You have a wonderful person to take care of you.

Day 157

How times change things.

This is the house neighboring my grandma's house, across the street.
This was taken on the 11th of July, 2006.
Almost a year ago from the present date (July 8th, 2007).
It was vacant then, and the house was slowly falling into disrepair.
I took this, inspired by the house on the cover of
The Devil and God Are Raging Inside Me by Brand New.




This is the same house one year later.
Present day...






The house remains in disrepair.
In actuality, I wouldn't call it vacant anymore.
Abandoned is a more appropriate term.
But it was home to some.
Squatters entered the house at some point.
A fire caught flame, and the squatters accidentally committed arson.
It's so odd how much can happen in the span of a year,
While at the same time so little.

Day 156

The days are passing quicker.
I start school very soon.

Day 155

I really have nothing to say.
Nothing happened.

Day 154

Sleep deprivation, ahoy!

Day 153

Some days you just don't feel like trying.
Today was that day.
It was glorious.

C'mon, it's a holiday!
Oh well. Happy Independence Day.
Let's go pillage a nearby village in celebration of our freedom.
Or take pictures of cats!

Day 152

There will always be light in the darkness.
Always.

Day 151

Progress.
But I still have a ways to go.

This was a bad picture.
I couldn't get the whole house in frame.
I'm sorry. hahah.
I might try tomorrow.

Day 150

I'm tired of all this rain.
Everything is tired of it.
The plants won't take the water.
Neither will the ground.

I want to spend a day where it's not humid.
Where the sun is just so hot that it hurts.
I want to go ride a bike or run through the park on that day.
I'd really like that.

Day 149

Everything looks like this in my head.
Pretty and perfect.


Why can't reality be the same?

Day 148

Do. Make. Say. Think.


It's just the way of the world.

Day 147

And nothing will change that.
Not even this.
Promise.