2011 = Change

I’ve been super absent from my blog lately due to some momentous changes in my life. It’s a bit hard to write this because I had so many other ideas for entries but I’d like to put what I feel in writing as it makes it a bit more real. So, a recap:

• In December I moved out of the apartment I lived in with my boyfriend for over a year. I moved into a studio in the Mission district of San Francisco which is where I have wanted to live for a very long time. I love my studio and it has become my home, my haven. I must admit it’s awesome to have complete decorating control. I’ve already reached the point of making it my own so that when people walk in they know it’s my place as it is so very Heather lol. Pictures will be posted as my sister has threatened me with bodily harm if I don’t. Plus I’m actually quite proud of it. My boyfriend moved in with his grandma in Alameda to save some money and we finished completely moving out of our apartment last week. Our walk through was on the 31st so we truly started the new year fresh.

• Earlier this week my boss let me know that was resigning. This is substantial in that he has become like a second dad to me. He was there for me when very few people were and quite honestly there were times where I really should have been terminated but he believed in me enough to ride out the rough times. This also means the dynamic of my workplace will change significantly. I am going to have to step up my game as I know I do quite a lot but I know I can do more and do better.

• Last night my boyfriend of almost 2 years I broke up. It was completely mutual and no hearts were broken. But it’s still hard in the sense that for awhile I truly thought that this was it. This was the last person I’d date. Perhaps everyone feels that in a relationship at one time or another. He’s going to be moving to Portland later this year so our relationship was going to end at one point or another. We also had been growing apart for quite awhile. But I regret nothing and would take nothing back. I have learned so much from him and this relationship. I learned that I could be loved and I deserved it. I learned what I would accept and when it was too much. We will continue to be friends and for that I am grateful because I still love him albeit in a different way then when we started. I know that he has learned a lot as well and that makes me incredibly happy. That’s what a close of a relationship should be. Don’t focus on the end; focus on the journey that got you there. The good, the bad, it was all worth it. This song pretty much incorporates everything I feel in a beautiful way, except for the broken heart part, obviously lol. However, this relationship has made my heart much, much stronger.

I will be posting a lot more due to the fact that I will FINALLY be getting the interweb in my new place tomorrow. It’s also part of my new year’s resolution as I have been inspired by all the amazing blogs I follow. I’m not even sure if anyone reads this anymore but I plan to add a lot more stuff and things.

So yeah, 2011 has started off with a hell of a bang. I am a little apprehensive to see where this year will take me but I have a feeling that it will be full of changes for the better. Mostly in myself. Woot!

I'M ALIVE!

Yeah… so, been awhile. Life kinda took over and I kinda lost the motivation to post. I’ll probably be updating my other blog in a day or two to go over the details. Bad things happen to me in 3’s. I also have the birthday week curse. Everything awful will happen during this week. Lets recap. My birthday was June 19 and the series of unfortunate events began with:

1. My Grandmother’s funeral was ON my birthday so I got some lovely calls. “She looks so beautiful, we wish you were here. Happy Birthday. Wonderful. We weren’t that close so while I mourned, it wasn’t really a tragedy due to the fact that she hadn’t been doing the best for awhile.
2. The morning after my birthday party, our neighbor was found dead in his bed, in his apartment. This means that he died less than 4 feet from where I sleep. And my boyfriend and I believe that he died on Thursday because we heard some really intense snoring (realllllly thin walls) then suddenly it stopped. He usually calls his friends EVERY morning at 9am and we hadn’t heard him since then. So yeah, I heard the death rattle. Ah ha.
3. I got the WORST sunburn I have EVER had. We’re talking blisters, intense pain and a Dr trip that involved Vicodin.
4. This last weekend someone got a hold of my credit card number and stole $975. That was my rent money. Good times.
5. My dad has to have intense surgery July 15 and I am terrified for him.
   

So yeah. Being 27 has not been pleasant. I can really no longer say “It could be worse” because every time I do, something fucked up happens. I apologize for the unpleasant tone of this post BUT I did get a SLR camera and have been taking pics left and right so I will be posting them soon! So I guess this is just an update so everyone knows I’m a live. Lol. That is if anyone still reads this blog lol.

Ze Discovery of ... Stuff lol

Yo! Tis February! Time to up the photos to twice a week. I also have the last photo from January so, without further ado:

Photo 5


My beau is my favorite model due to his many expressions lol Taken 1-30-10

Photo 6


I actually took this with my phone. I was super surprised at the awesome quality of the picture. G3 FOR LIFE! Taken on 2-3-10

Photo 7


I am trying DESPERATELY to grow SOMETHING. I actually killed bamboo so I’m a bit scarred. The one thing I CAN grow seems to be mold. Meh. Damn San Francisco climate! Taken 2-6-10.

I did my taxes last night and while I would LOVE to buy a Nikon D-90 or an iMac with my return… alas, it all goes to my credit card bill. But once I pay that off I’ll actually be able to save money so I can get my pretties. Also, I owe the state $31. WHAT THE FUCK? I’ve NEVER owed any money after doing taxes.

Lame.

I got a raise so expect lots of pics involving my apartment as I’m going to be decorating like mad!!

WOOT!

The Discovery of My Blogger Anthropologic Self

Photo 4 - I’m late in posting it, BUT, it was taken. So yay. A blogger I read made an interesting point. She said that no one should apologize for living life instead of blogging as the whole life thing is kind of the basis OF a blog. So yeah, smart gal. lol So yeah, life is the basis of my absence. So there.

Last weeks photo is a close up of a owl wreath that my awesomely crafty friend Nomi made:


The cute is super present, yes? Here is a shot of the whole thing:



She is AWESOMESAUCE.


Ok, onward ho to blog thoughts. So, in my US History class (shudder, I HATE US History, not because I hate history, in fact I LOVE ANCIENT history, just not US History cause they kinda push the fact that there were people here before us into a closet and vaguely go over it) we were talking about how to read a historical article and one of the main points to consider is who was the intended audience. This made me think about my blog. Quite honestly I think the only audience is me at this point. I mean… when I write something it’s mostly to get it out of my head and when I post my pictures, especially from my photo project, it’s for me. I’m proud of myself that I am sticking to a goal for the first time in my life. If people do read my blog that would be AWESOME because the whole reason I read other blogs is for a person’s story: what is their life like, what do they like, what inspires them, what troubles them.

I love stories.

Humans are absolutely fascinating and so incredibly unique. I love it. I love being a silent part of someone’s life. It’s comforting to know that other people wonder about the same things I do and it’s comforting to know that they don’t. The other blogs I read (some of them are to the right on my blog roll) all seem to have a theme. People actually post pictures of themselves and snippets of things they write. I just kind of observe.

I’m a blogger anthropologist.

I think that’s AWESOME. A lot of other bloggers post trinkets and photos from other blogs and stuff but I just really, really, REALLY, love reading people’s stories. When I find a new blog I’ll usually go all the way back to their first post and read from there so it’s like the beginning of a story, or at least a new chapter. I love it. If people read my first entry on this blog it would be like entering a world Lewis Carroll created. There isn’t any rhyme or reason, and the story line is filled with tangents, but it’s there. I dunno. The audience concept made me consider that as I type this, will anyone read it, and if they do, what will it do for them? Kill time at work? Inspire them? Confuse them? I hope it at least makes them more curious as to what’s in my brain because I do love sharing it, as vain as that sounds. I have so many stories I need to write and so many different ways of looking at things I’d like to share.

I guess this means that I just need to actually stick to a posting schedule and force my brain to think in a more structured way instead of just spitting out random inspirations sporadically.

Ahhhhhh yeah.

Le Discovery of Photo 3

Ha! I have not forgotten my picture of the week! This week it’s a close up pic of my friend Sean’s new tattoo. It’s a character from an Edward Gorey story titled “The Doubtful Guest”.



Le cool, no? Taken on 1-14-10. It's comforting to know that there is someone out there with legs as white as mine. HA!

For those of you in that bay area, WHAT THE FUCK IS WITH ALL THIS RAIN??? I woke up this morning and felt like I was in a hurricane. The wind was beating the shit out of our building. If it was snowing I would be able to utter the phrase in the pic below:

I start school this week and see an Ortho for my fucked up shoulder so this should be an interesting week. I will update on how these classes go as my last class (photography) kinda BLEW. Anywho....