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So, sorry for the excessive amount of photos here, but I have a lot of explaining to do and these will help me.
Not really.
So I get that I've been kind of missing for a month or so now, which I apologize greatly for, but a lot of things are going on around here that had me stressed beyond belief and I just wasn't up to making a blog post or anything (please forgive me!)
Well, to start, I've gotten into Homestuck. Greatly. Like. . .I'm obsessed with it now. It's bad. But anyways, other than that, these photos are from my recent trip to Chicago with my school's orchestra and I thought "Why not just put my deviant art journal entry in here"? And thus, this blog entry was formed.
Warning: extremely long post ahead. But it'll explain a lot. To clear some things up beforehand: Ruby is one of my closest friends, Peter is my boyfriend of nearly four years, and Bobby is my friend Rose's boyfriend. Here we go!
Best part of the trip: Aaah, um, I think I'd have to say Sear's Tower was my favourite. We got our poor friend Bobby to confront his fear of heights and I got some amazing pictures looking out on Chicago and looking straight down on the glass floor (which instantly brought my to my knees, might I add. Literally, here's me: -Walks onto the glass, looks down, and is suddenly on knees just staring and thinking "Well. . .crap"-)
Worst part of trip: Other than the freakish wind, I caught a pretty bad cold that's just awful to deal with. Also, I'm a girl, yes my suitcase was heavy (mainly from food that I packed xD) and it was pretty gosh-darn bad that on the first day there if we weren't Cello or Base players we had to carry our stuff up the stairs to our rooms (I was on the third floor, mind you, and the stairs stopped at the second and started again all the way down the hall on the other side of the floor. Not a fun experience! My shoulders were very sore for the rest of the trip!)
I got amazing pictures there (And Ruby decided to get a montage of Peter giving me some PDA and put it on facebook ;; ) and I was very surprised to see that even though we were downtown 95% of the trip, Chicago is a quite clean city (that's HUGE, seriously, trains going through it and it took us forty minutes to an hour to get from our hotel on one side of Chicago to where we were going on the other side, and that was if traffic wasn't bad!), and the people there are very nice! I saw no racism, no crude comments, no snide remarks, no glares, no odd staring, people there were dressed very nice, and, well, we only saw three people that were most likely on drugs ;-;
Sorry, give me a minute, my nose is really stuffy and I can barely breathe. -Takes minute to blow nose and quietly loathe old healthy self- So, I think the only problem my body had with Chicago (despite my cold) was the fact that the difference in altitude, climate, and just the city weather caused me to break out pretty badly, so ladies (and gentlemen), be prepared for the reddening breakout of your skin if you're not used to city climates! I felt pretty grungy last night when I got back after sitting on a bus for six hours and being in the city for four days with one shower to keep me going (yes, judge me, but I was in a room with three other teenage girls that either made time that morning for a shower before we woke up or at night around eleven or even midnight. It's hard!) so last night I just took a long shower, shaved, washed my hair, did a pore-cleansing face mask, scrubbed down my body, and now I just feel nice and clean after getting the rest of the city out of my system.
Worst part of trip: Other than the freakish wind, I caught a pretty bad cold that's just awful to deal with. Also, I'm a girl, yes my suitcase was heavy (mainly from food that I packed xD) and it was pretty gosh-darn bad that on the first day there if we weren't Cello or Base players we had to carry our stuff up the stairs to our rooms (I was on the third floor, mind you, and the stairs stopped at the second and started again all the way down the hall on the other side of the floor. Not a fun experience! My shoulders were very sore for the rest of the trip!)
I got amazing pictures there (And Ruby decided to get a montage of Peter giving me some PDA and put it on facebook ;; ) and I was very surprised to see that even though we were downtown 95% of the trip, Chicago is a quite clean city (that's HUGE, seriously, trains going through it and it took us forty minutes to an hour to get from our hotel on one side of Chicago to where we were going on the other side, and that was if traffic wasn't bad!), and the people there are very nice! I saw no racism, no crude comments, no snide remarks, no glares, no odd staring, people there were dressed very nice, and, well, we only saw three people that were most likely on drugs ;-;
Sorry, give me a minute, my nose is really stuffy and I can barely breathe. -Takes minute to blow nose and quietly loathe old healthy self- So, I think the only problem my body had with Chicago (despite my cold) was the fact that the difference in altitude, climate, and just the city weather caused me to break out pretty badly, so ladies (and gentlemen), be prepared for the reddening breakout of your skin if you're not used to city climates! I felt pretty grungy last night when I got back after sitting on a bus for six hours and being in the city for four days with one shower to keep me going (yes, judge me, but I was in a room with three other teenage girls that either made time that morning for a shower before we woke up or at night around eleven or even midnight. It's hard!) so last night I just took a long shower, shaved, washed my hair, did a pore-cleansing face mask, scrubbed down my body, and now I just feel nice and clean after getting the rest of the city out of my system.
So, now you all know what I've been up to for the past few days, but that doesn't explain my previous hiatus. Well, I have an explanation, but I don't feel comfortable sharing it here so apologies to you all, I'll try to be more active from now on ;-;
And if you haven't noticed, I've taken the watermark off of my photos. I think it was just a phase of paranoia, even though my photos are so amateur I don't think anyone would WANT to steal them ;-; Just ask me if you want to use them for something! Really, I probably won't mind, but just ask first!
Okay, so I'll leave you all with this long post to keep you company until I get some newer pictures up, maybe a new lens or two for my Nikon, and. . .um. . .yeah. Bye guys! ^-^
