tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65272095620330463652024-02-19T00:21:15.508-08:00ミ★ Yume no BashoA Place of DreamsShiseitenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09393871964908600350noreply@blogger.comBlogger66125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6527209562033046365.post-15842844821097280412011-03-20T23:48:00.000-07:002011-03-21T22:54:12.071-07:00Day 30Day 30- 20 goals you want to accomplish. <br />
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Wow, done already? It seems like I just started...thanks to those who followed or are just finding me. :) I can't believe I did it!<br />
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1) Be assertive and stick to my rates for photos<br />
2) Get assignments/work done on time and to the clients/teachers asap<br />
3) Get a better sleep schedule<br />
4) Work on stronger, technical photography aspects for a better portfolio<br />
5) Return to kendo practice. It's been too long, and I miss it. I won't be as good as I used to be, but I want to get to that level again<br />
6) Keep my room CLEAN! haha<br />
7) To be able to look back when I'm 50 and still have the same awesome friends<br />
8) Feel confident about myself<br />
9) To become better at guitar and to eventually play by ear<br />
10) Visit Japan<br />
11) See Verbal and Taku perform (preferably together, fine seperately)<br />
12) Be fluent in Japanese<br />
13) Work on video skills<br />
14) To not be afraid of putting myself out there and offering my services as much as I can<br />
15) Be happy with life<br />
16) Visit the rest of the 50 states (I've been to 43)<br />
17) I would love to learn Korean<br />
18) Become even less of a picky eater<br />
19) Get an internship while at Brooks<br />
20) Fall in loveShiseitenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09393871964908600350noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6527209562033046365.post-8663688515139333482011-03-19T12:13:00.000-07:002011-03-19T12:13:56.484-07:00Day 29Day 29- In the past month what have you learned?<br />
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That it's never too late. I feel progress. Maybe I'm being silly and too hopeful, but I feel it. And I know I made a huge deal about moving on when I started this 30 day challenge, but I've come to realize I can't give up that easily. It's going to be a long road that might lead me nowhere, but I'm willing to try. I also realized that I am truly a romantic. I had a brief fall of my defenses, but thankfully it didn't get crazy. I want to believe that I can be like majority of the people I see around me, but I can't give up on the idea of love or settle for something that won't make me happy.Shiseitenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09393871964908600350noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6527209562033046365.post-36430654760774428012011-03-18T20:26:00.000-07:002011-03-18T20:33:27.848-07:00Day 28Day 28- A picture of you last year and now. How have you changed since then?<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGwTR_Ff0fY4BMhFlGO5lVaIqWCPPcQrPMAi94UAht5idYtgPOMEZ5owIwGof8ntQRA12TCKoCe8CgcFGggfcsUpVIsaN_8daHW0L5fH5aDsaFkyeUqdxMe03Y2w4wu1V7H-Iuephuub1L/s1600/2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGwTR_Ff0fY4BMhFlGO5lVaIqWCPPcQrPMAi94UAht5idYtgPOMEZ5owIwGof8ntQRA12TCKoCe8CgcFGggfcsUpVIsaN_8daHW0L5fH5aDsaFkyeUqdxMe03Y2w4wu1V7H-Iuephuub1L/s200/2010.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>2010: This was me trying to do a modeling picture for He Qi Crystal Designs. I never did send it it. haha. Anyways, this was back at my old apartment. The first one I ever lived in for college education. I was still pretty shy at this point, but I was making friends with all my session mates. Still the person I was from Delta College. Starting off fresh after a year of heartbreak and I had no motivation back at Delta that last semester. It was tough realizing that my goal of becoming fluent in Japanese was being pushed farther back. I didn't feel like I had a future in something I wanted for so long and that was hard. I also felt like I had lost some friendships thanks to all the change I had gone through. At the same time I met some of my best friends at Delta and was kept from going insane in April and May. My decision to come to Brooks came in October 2009, when my parents decided that maybe going to a 4-year CSU was not in my best interest. In 2010, Brooks allowed me to do what I love. I achieved so many goals of learning how to use the technical things that Brooks taught us and to make great images with it. I got my first photography jobs and got to photograph some amazing things and people. <br />
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I wanted to try this out so that I can prove to myself that I could stick to this for 30 days. It gave me a small goal and also preparation for possibly doing a 365 photo a day project. I was inspired by fellow bloggers to do a 30 day blog challenge and a fellow photographer friend to do the 365 one. I will see if I can get on that soon, but until then I'm just going to finish up these 30 days. :)Shiseitenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09393871964908600350noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6527209562033046365.post-68594934025604201902011-03-16T13:25:00.000-07:002011-03-16T13:25:28.892-07:00Day 26Day 26- Places you want to visit before you die<br />
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I still have never been to Japan. It's been my dream to go ever since I was in grade school. I am deeply rooted in my heritage and I am very proud to be fourth generation Japanese-American (yes I am full Japanese, even if I might not look like it). I used to want to go to school in Japan and become fluent. I was even set on being a Japanese major. In the end I didn't but I still want to live in Japan someday.<br />
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I also want to visit places like Italy, Australia, South Korea, England (again), South Africa, Paris, Prague, and a multitude of other places. I've traveled majority of the United States (43 out of the 50) but I want to go out and see the world.Shiseitenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09393871964908600350noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6527209562033046365.post-54735404616968625982011-03-15T16:59:00.000-07:002011-03-15T16:59:07.696-07:00Day 25Day 25- What would you find in your bag?<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxeuGnWjAUCTP3w4R7PFzqwf4KfYtconvrmoV7GxhnKfFZko1UYAX5y16PyisReWrrsMFB_StuIXm5LmDKPVvG2vbTiiIl8QLT3aKXnJx5QaQyd4VzjKuVnghMoS3en1052dQVpkTQlRlo/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxeuGnWjAUCTP3w4R7PFzqwf4KfYtconvrmoV7GxhnKfFZko1UYAX5y16PyisReWrrsMFB_StuIXm5LmDKPVvG2vbTiiIl8QLT3aKXnJx5QaQyd4VzjKuVnghMoS3en1052dQVpkTQlRlo/s320/photo.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>Oh the "inside the bag" blogger picture. It seems like a common theme with all the beauty bloggers that have to do it at least once. I'm not as glamorous as a lot of the other bloggers out there so my bag is pretty simple. Today was English class day so I have my purple notebook for the daily free writing session. I have my wallet, checkbook and random change thrown about my purse. I have random batteries just in case I forget some for photo equipment, my pair of sunglasses, and my iPhone headphones. I have lip stick and lipgloss that I don't use on a daily basis and a small sample vial of Victoria's Secret Noir Love Me scent. My friend works at Victoria's Secret and he gave me the sample since he said he wouldn't use it. I also usually have my EOS lip balm, but since I constantly change purses, it's probably in one of the others. I typically change my purses every other day so i keep a minimal amount of things in my purse at a time.Shiseitenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09393871964908600350noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6527209562033046365.post-20871563814630025032011-03-14T21:29:00.000-07:002011-03-14T21:29:36.146-07:00Day 24Day 24- Share a story about your past that you are ashamed of.<br />
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When I was younger, we moved homes and I started at a new school. The whole time I was there I had a hard time fitting in. I never really felt accepted and tried very hard to be friends with a group of girls. In that process of just wanting to fit in, I didn't stand up for a friend when the others picked on her. I felt so badly, but I just wanted to have friends. Looking at myself then, I see that I should have stood up for the other girl. The funny thing is that the girl that they picked on is one of my best friends now. I'm glad that she forgave my cowardice. I am glad I was able to redeem myself and I'm happy to call her one of my best friends. But I still feel ashamed that the old me was such a sad person who would do anything to feel like I had friends. I am glad that I am not the same person as I was then. Self-confidence does wonderful things for you. :)<br />
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only a few more days left! Thanks for sticking with me for so long. :)<br />
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Day 25- What would you find in your bag?<br />
Day 26- Places you want to visit before you die<br />
Day 27- Why are you doing this 30 day challenge?<br />
Day 28- A picture of you last year and now. How have you changed since then?<br />
Day 29- In the past month what have you learned?<br />
Day 30- A picture of you today and 20 goals you want to accomplishShiseitenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09393871964908600350noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6527209562033046365.post-6244641371944057752011-03-13T23:49:00.000-07:002011-03-13T23:49:50.325-07:00Day 23Day 23- What is something you crave?<br />
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Time with friends. It's always tough when everyone is so busy with growing up. I've noticed that the older I get, the harder it is to get a big bunch together. I try and visit all of my friends when I go back home and keep in contact with the ones I can't see. My friends are a huge support system and I don't know what I would do without them. :)Shiseitenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09393871964908600350noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6527209562033046365.post-40554939106781394602011-03-12T22:36:00.000-08:002011-03-13T21:14:11.045-07:00Day 22Day 22- What makes you different from everyone else?<br />
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I am a Japanese American girl from northern California who is studying to be a photographer. I have friends in many places. I took Japanese and practice kendo. There's a lot of things that add up together to make my life what it is.Shiseitenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09393871964908600350noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6527209562033046365.post-64393032048629978852011-03-11T23:54:00.000-08:002011-03-13T23:52:16.819-07:00Day 21Day 21- Share a picture from your day<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRtYasdWRzrd9MNpBuSpFAUObvTuQ8ec7vdN24p6wLEu-xm0mHgr_5WSpSHxGsyBcNbotqZ4WF5gWaLkRLJJHVoIJdevdYCq48QQDtncUbFi1mRTPSs8paZavwFeC6MwAhF05AFXZnvSJB/s1600/DSC_0163.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRtYasdWRzrd9MNpBuSpFAUObvTuQ8ec7vdN24p6wLEu-xm0mHgr_5WSpSHxGsyBcNbotqZ4WF5gWaLkRLJJHVoIJdevdYCq48QQDtncUbFi1mRTPSs8paZavwFeC6MwAhF05AFXZnvSJB/s400/DSC_0163.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>I got to see Pogo live in SF. IT WAS AMAZING. He mixed new songs and had movies such as Casablanca, Pulp Fiction, Star Wars and a lot of other Disney ones. I loved the live and was so happy to be at the front of the stage. The picture is INCREDIBLY noisy, due to the fact that the only thing lighting his face was the laptop and soundboard. They kept the lights low the entire show since half of Pogo's show is all about the video. :)Shiseitenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09393871964908600350noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6527209562033046365.post-8044203049704500742011-03-10T17:13:00.000-08:002011-03-10T17:13:51.431-08:00Day 20Day 20- If you had three wishes, what would they be?<br />
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1) To be immune to diabetes. haha, I think it might run in my family. XD<br />
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2) To have clear skin 24/7. I've been plagued with it since I was in 5th grade. It's left scars and is always active. <br />
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3) I would wish to be a successful, editorial-type celebrity photographer in Japan. I would love to photograph the movie stars and musicians that I love so much.<br />
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I will be in San Francisco for the weekend, so Day 20 might not be posted until Sunday, but I will definitely be keeping the picture from tomorrow. :D Hope this doesn't count as missing a day! lolShiseitenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09393871964908600350noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6527209562033046365.post-54203224529802680572011-03-09T14:32:00.000-08:002011-03-09T14:32:38.470-08:00Day 19Day 19- Nicknames you have; how and why you have them.<br />
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My first nickname was Pucca. I had a group of friends in high school that were in band together and we wanted cute names for ourselves. I used to wear puka shell necklaces a lot my freshman year, so they named me Puka. Then I stopped wearing them, so I asked to change the spelling to Pucca like the little asian character that was floating around the internet. The name is still with me today.<br />
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My middle name, Chiemi, is used to my Japanese class friends from Delta and started with my friend from Tokay. I gave him a Japanese nickname that was similar to his real name and he would call me Chiemi. This is also morphed into Emi-chan or Chi-chan depending on who is talking to me. :) I used to hate my first name, since it was so common, so most of my friends call me by my Japanese name (plus it's easier for Asians to pronounce Chiemi then it is to pronounce Lauren)<br />
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My last nickname comes from one of my best friends here in Santa Barbara. Kiana used to give nicknames to everyone she met and of course, me being her roommate, I was no exception. For some reason she called me Babycakes. And it has stuck. Don't know why she picked the name, but it's just my name. haha. At one point, her boyfriend knew me for a year as only Babycakes so he had no clue what my real name was. XD I found a clothing brand called <a href="http://www.bbycks.com/shop/index.php?cPath=21">Babycakes</a> and Kiana is determined to by any future boyfriend I have a pair of Babycakes underwear. lol. She even advertised for me on Facebook once because she was so excited to buy a pair. hahaha<br />
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Those are my few nicknames. Specific groups of people call me certain names, but majority of my friends just call me Lauren. :) Either way, I will answer to any of these!Shiseitenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09393871964908600350noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6527209562033046365.post-81236409678980173422011-03-08T00:15:00.000-08:002011-03-08T00:15:41.177-08:00Day 18Day 18- Plans/Dreams/Goals you have<br />
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<ul><li>I want to be a successful editorial-type photographer (people in general, advertising/portraits/anything)</li>
<li>I want to be able to get all my school loans paid quickly</li>
<li>I want to play guitar proficiently </li>
<li>I want to speak Japanese fluently</li>
<li>I want to stay friends with all of the great ones I have now</li>
<li>I want to be me through it all</li>
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE1z_NRLGdM5oUBVZwtvGT2pUTnZE7iH4YjAaVOklPtSl-cu81m-8c8KXC9Iov7JzyPck_K0iguQHoqdA3HV5nK1gD5fMw7RjQp7BwVGXeOpWCUjFv7hAdPdHRQn85ay0b6lAzVHcVs153/s1600/tumblr_ky8fugZri91qzjjqno1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE1z_NRLGdM5oUBVZwtvGT2pUTnZE7iH4YjAaVOklPtSl-cu81m-8c8KXC9Iov7JzyPck_K0iguQHoqdA3HV5nK1gD5fMw7RjQp7BwVGXeOpWCUjFv7hAdPdHRQn85ay0b6lAzVHcVs153/s320/tumblr_ky8fugZri91qzjjqno1_400.jpg" width="212" /></a></div>I would love to switch places with Yoon. She is Verbal's husband, but that's a small detail. I would love to see how it is to be such an influential person in the fashion industry. Yoon has this look and attitude that is something I would love to exude. It would be so cool to run Ambush Designs for a day and just be awesome traveling and working as her. She is definitely a role model for me. :)Shiseitenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09393871964908600350noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6527209562033046365.post-48686418653506719562011-03-06T18:21:00.000-08:002011-03-06T18:21:59.883-08:00Day 16Day 16- Something you could live without<br />
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I want to live without soda. For some reason I like drinking it. I know it's just extra calories and not good for you, but my self control about it is very very low. I might be able to cut it for awhile, but I never succeed at cutting it out completely.Shiseitenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09393871964908600350noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6527209562033046365.post-84175457597753982402011-03-05T13:22:00.000-08:002011-03-05T13:22:42.233-08:00Day 15Day 15- Put your iPod on shuffle and list the first 15 songs that come up (I have 6681 songs total so the songs might get crazy... XD)<br />
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I'm heading back to Santa Barbara today for another session. Disneyland with my sister tomorrow for a last minute visit! :D<br />
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</span></span>Shiseitenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09393871964908600350noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6527209562033046365.post-23371948616839810302011-03-04T14:48:00.001-08:002011-03-05T12:42:16.034-08:00Day 14Day 14- A picture of something you ate & 10 confessions<br />
So I was a bit slow on getting the picture up! I kept forgetting to take pictures of my food because it was so delicious. hahahaha.<br />
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1) I am okay with a messy room until someone visits, then I wish I didn't let it go so much. haha<br />
2) I've always wanted a pet dog.<br />
3) I watch Spongebob whenever I go back home for break week.<br />
4) I dowload singles for their album art.<br />
5) I am slowly being turned into an Arashi fan. But I'm more interested in their acting skills, and the songs that accompany their dramas/movies. (more specifically, Nino's work. <3 :D)<br />
6) I am mostly attracted to Asians. <br />
7) I want to go to Japan and be a celebrity photographer. NOT a paparazzi, a celebrity photographer for things like editorial portraits and magazines. <br />
8) I am constantly trying to find out what kind of music suites my singing voice best. So far the closest that I've come to is He is We's sound. <br />
9) I want to play more and more guitar songs. Kina Grannis, He is We, Jeremy Messersmith..I want to play all of their songs.<br />
10) I can't write music and I'm always jealous/admiring of people who can.Shiseitenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09393871964908600350noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6527209562033046365.post-78098859009395875142011-03-03T00:14:00.000-08:002011-03-03T00:14:31.862-08:00Day 13<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg67eistnDq25Drpug021pxbxtjkVmorD0vXRH2D8XndawidHy7Pxi8BochK9hiA1Y2ueo9MYP_5nLe90G2_3zaqabw3dAjKgaUbvpujI3G6tGMhEu7OVAlKssuGmHWzKKjtJIRCdQK7y7h/s1600/5415332918_9e97424706_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg67eistnDq25Drpug021pxbxtjkVmorD0vXRH2D8XndawidHy7Pxi8BochK9hiA1Y2ueo9MYP_5nLe90G2_3zaqabw3dAjKgaUbvpujI3G6tGMhEu7OVAlKssuGmHWzKKjtJIRCdQK7y7h/s320/5415332918_9e97424706_o.jpg" width="320" /></a>Day 13- Write a letter to someone telling them something you could never tell.</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Hmm this one seems really personal. But I guess since it's unnamed it will be okay. I've been pondering who to write to since I read the challenge those 7 months ago...but I guess I will finally make a decision. Here it goes...</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Dear Person,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It is always so difficult talking to you about the past. We have never brought it up since then. I think we both realized that what's the point in talking it out? But I finally have to admit to myself and to you all the things that I have thought about. When we first started dating, it was the first time I really knew someone on my own without the influence of others. We had one class together and we hit it off really well. Maybe you were flirting with me the whole time, but at the age I was, I barely knew how to tell if someone was into me. I wasn't used to the feeling. It was great getting to know you and I introduced you to a whole new world of music. I remember when I started having feelings for you. And then suddenly, someone from my past came into my life again and wanted to date me. I was confused and could tell you were disappointed when you found out. I myself didn't really know what I wanted. And then he abruptly ended it. For no real reason...but I was relieved. I thought that you might not want to approach me after that, but you did. We realized that we both liked each other a lot. We started dating and I completely changed. You gave me confidence in myself and for once I had a real boyfriend. Sure we only talked on the phone and went out on a couple dates, but it was more real than anything I had ever had. And yes, you are my first love. You might not think so because it was such a short relationship, but I really fell hard for you. Now here comes the hard part. The part where I have to admit to myself and to you why I ended it.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Back then I felt I had really good friends. I was particularly close with one of my friends and valued her opinion. Towards the end of the short relationship she made it sound like she didn't like our relationship. Looking back on it now, I think she was manipulating me even then. She probably knew how much I valued her opinion, and used that to her advantage to mess with my head and heart. I can look back on it now and realize what was happening. But, no more excuses. I questioned myself and wondered if it was possible for me to be that happy. I was scared. I ended our relationship. I broke your heart (maybe it was not as extreme as I'm making it out to be). You wanted me back, but I was too scared to let you back in when you still wanted me. I regretted my decision for awhile. I knew it wasn't possible for us anymore but I always wondered what kind of person I would have turned out to be had I stayed with you for longer. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I didn't see you for awhile. Then we met up again. And we went back to being how we were when we first met. It's wonderful to be such a good friend of yours, even though I did a terrible and stupid thing. But it seriously was a growing experience. It gave me the knowledge to never let someone's opinion of your happiness get in the way. I'm so glad that you can call me a friend, and I want you to know that I'm truly sorry for back then. I know it probably doesn't mean much, but know that scared and confused, 16 year old me really did love our relationship. I don't regret dating you and I am so glad to have you in my life as we are now. Thank you for teaching me about what love could be and giving me a magical first love experience. I might not be your first love, but I'm okay with that. I'm so glad you can call me your friend and I hope to be a part of your life for a very long time to come. Thank you for always being there for me. :) </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Sincerely, </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">ちえみ</div>Shiseitenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09393871964908600350noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6527209562033046365.post-51845336991353470962011-03-02T23:26:00.000-08:002011-03-02T23:26:15.410-08:00Day 12Day 12- A picture of your room, don't cheat by cleaning it! Share a secret.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I guess I sometimes worry that I won't be able to make it as a photographer. Competition is tough and finding something that makes people come back to you will be tough, but I'm going to give it my all and be the best that I can be. </div>Shiseitenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09393871964908600350noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6527209562033046365.post-70501127241456660722011-03-01T18:24:00.000-08:002011-03-01T20:56:04.521-08:00Day 11<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjadxqoWcy66hrLFdZDQGm_jwWlJiS3Z-QE2G4mmGJHwGtxL5Ml9olDuICi0l3S7iaWb0SW626SKlFJ363uviFS9P4cygMK6witaUAv6qbFEg9pguEKGsdxqCQk0iPLWqXAlET4hhf4_y98/s1600/bigbanana.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="247" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjadxqoWcy66hrLFdZDQGm_jwWlJiS3Z-QE2G4mmGJHwGtxL5Ml9olDuICi0l3S7iaWb0SW626SKlFJ363uviFS9P4cygMK6witaUAv6qbFEg9pguEKGsdxqCQk0iPLWqXAlET4hhf4_y98/s320/bigbanana.jpg" width="320" /></a>Day 11- A picture of something you dislike<br />
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I hate bananas. I can't stand them. Don't like the texture, taste, or anything about them. I've never been able to eat them, and probably never will.Shiseitenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09393871964908600350noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6527209562033046365.post-13394763569485634692011-02-28T18:17:00.000-08:002011-02-28T18:17:34.585-08:00Day 10Day 10- A story about a past relationship<br />
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This is one of the ones that I am not quite sure what to talk about. I can say that there have been 5 important relationships in my life. They each had lessons that taught me about how I view love and how it has made me the way that I am about relationships. The first love, the first "oh I'm in college now, things will be different from high school,"the first long-term, the first "dump you for a friend" guy, and the finding out about myself lesson. So which one should I talk about?<br />
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Hmm. Well when I started college, I briefly dated someone. We really hadn't talked much before we started dating. We just hung out a few times and then randomly we decided to start dating. I thought, "oh I'm in college now, things will be different than high school." Turns out, it wasn't. It was pretty much like a high school relationship plus the fact that I could drive. hahaha. It was as awkward relationship and we just didn't have the chemistry. It was very short lived, and it made me realize that just because I was in college now, didn't meant that people automatically just change and mature. It was a reality check that freshman me needed and it taught me that growing up meant changing how I viewed realtionships. And I did change. I had a good relationship following that one and have learned even more about myself since.Shiseitenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09393871964908600350noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6527209562033046365.post-52485451733764063882011-02-27T13:41:00.000-08:002011-02-27T13:41:48.569-08:00Day 9Day 09- Something/someone you're proud of<br />
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So this might come off as incredibly cheesy, but here it goes...<br />
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In the summer, it will be 4 years since I graduated high school. My friends either went to a four year university straight away or went to Delta and made decisions from there. I am so proud of where everyone is at in their lives today. One of my friends just came back from auditioning all over the US for music school grad programs. One of my friends has an awesome job lined up for her when she finishes in June. One of my friends passed the CBEST test so he can now teach for minimum wages. Each friend is at a good place in their lives (even if some might be wary of the future) and have had so many good things happen in the process. Many of my Delta friends have moved on to better schools and made greater goals for themselves. My friend has a a beautiful son and her own little loving family. All of my friends are at such great places in their lives and I am extremely happy for everyone and the places they are at in their lives. I am happy to be a part of their lives and I hope that we will continue being friends for the long haul. :)Shiseitenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09393871964908600350noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6527209562033046365.post-65510161082541992052011-02-26T02:16:00.000-08:002011-02-26T02:16:55.436-08:00Day 8<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">I'm posting this early in the morning since my Saturday will be busy with a photo workshop, packing and traveling home. :)</div><br />
Day 08- Short term goals for this month and why</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">March is around the corner. Another session is starting soon. This is definitely a good time to get some short term goals going.<br />
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1) I want to go to kendo at least once a week (probably Thursdays after my class in Ventura)<br />
2) This session I will work on practicing Photoshop at least an hour a day<br />
3) I will try and keep my room clean for this session<br />
4) I want to shoot for myself so I can be ready for the Portfolio class in May<br />
5) I don't want to buy too much since I don't have a steady pay coming in<br />
6) I want to meet more people for modeling and networking<br />
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This session won't be as busy as LS was, so I am looking to focus more on myself and professional betterment. </div>Shiseitenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09393871964908600350noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6527209562033046365.post-72663903214811620832011-02-25T19:52:00.001-08:002011-03-18T21:07:36.677-07:00Day 7<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Day 07- A picture of something/someone who has had the biggest impact on you<br />
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EDIT: okay, so I guess I'm just all talk. XD I feel progress and I just can't let go. My mind won't let it go, and I just can't. I still learned from this class and the people in it. I will not forget what I learned, but I'm not able to let go just yet. It's too important to me still. :)</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Well...this one is a challenge. I could do my first love...I could do my first heartbreak (different from my first love person)...I could do the story of a <s>boyfriend</s> punk who dumped me for one of my friends after introducing them...I could do my ex-best friend story....there are so many things in my life that have taught me so much about people and myself that I have a lot of people to thank where I am today. I know that sounds incredibly and ridiculously cheesy, but it's true. And thinking about it..they probably could all tie together. XD At the same time, I do have amazing friends and family who helped to get me to the spot I'm at today. So I think I will talk about the most recent growth in my life and the biggest change I have come across so far.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfWdoWJQMkuw_r7AERSU_3g7yLbes7LQJko0tDTE42D3IgNvbmbNn56M-ozeGSbQTzSsoUD244t3s30cU5cLs08Chte01CqXW4v76RCt7ABJXSb3LIKQV6n6N3MvzYYueXT_taZ-tbAYEu/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfWdoWJQMkuw_r7AERSU_3g7yLbes7LQJko0tDTE42D3IgNvbmbNn56M-ozeGSbQTzSsoUD244t3s30cU5cLs08Chte01CqXW4v76RCt7ABJXSb3LIKQV6n6N3MvzYYueXT_taZ-tbAYEu/s640/photo.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">This is a picture of my psychology class from this past session. There was a field trip we all went on where we sat around a campfire on the beach and just talked. We were supposed to talk about the things we wouldn't be able to talk about in a classroom. I took my guitar with me and told them the story of a boy I was into for a year. I told them that I had confessed to him over the summer, but still was not getting any sort of response. I used to say "as long as I know that he cares I could be happy." I used to think that I would be able to live with things the way they are. I told them that I wanted to send him a recording of a song I had learned for Valentine's day and ask him if he had any sort of thoughts of an "us" or if he just wanted me to leave him alone. I played/sang the song, and I was so nervous that my voice was shaky and I could barely form the chords. At the end, everyone thought it was cute and one person said, "it was perfectly imperfect." Everyone supported me and thought what I did was a very brave thing. I had some input from them and a lot of "well, it sounds like the guy just isn't good enough for you." A lot of people that knew the story had told me similar things. Things like, "if you have told him and obviously have so much to give, then him not taking it is dumb on his part." I posted a video to all on Valentine's Day and got a very positive response. But I did not get any kind of response from him. Not even a "good job with the video!" or "I can tell you practiced hard!" Another final straw was when he refused to talk about even his theory on love. To me it was the sign that he is definitely not ready. This, and an amazing week previously gave me a COMPLETELY different outlook on my feelings and how I valued myself. I realize that I do have a lot of love to give, and someone who can't think about relationships now is just not ready for me. I finally had to become honest with myself and realize that I am worth so much more than I give myself credit for. There are people out there who want to put the effort in with me. And I have to realize that my time will come. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">It was last week that I realized that I had completely changed. I am slowly letting go. My heart and mind are clear. Finally, after a year, I can focus completely on me. And maybe someday if he changes his mind maybe something will happen. But for now, I am just focusing on me and becoming the best photographer I can be. So I want to thank my psychology class and my teacher for helping nudge me in the right direction of being positive about myself. I didn't realize that by not getting the recognition of my feelings or efforts it was making my self-confidence lower more and more. When you try and put your feelings and hard work, and someone just ignores all of it, you start to feel like, "what am I doing wrong that someone can't like me?" It doesn't have to be just a love interest. It can be friendship too. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">I have no hard feelings towards him. I want that much to remain clear. It's more like a self-realization with myself that there's no use in trying to share those kinds of feelings with someone who doesn't want them. My happiness right now is that I came to such a huge realization. I am incredibly happy for this session and all the people and events that helped me to come to this ending. Thank you all.</div>Shiseitenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09393871964908600350noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6527209562033046365.post-46891578743032659922011-02-24T17:20:00.000-08:002011-02-24T17:20:03.880-08:00Day 6Day 06- A hobby you have<br />
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I'm a lomographer. It all started when I was awarded a 120N Holga from my photography teacher in high school. I had won a class contest for "best photo series" and in the prize pack was the Holga. My teacher said to just mess around with it and see what happens. I actually didn't try the camera out until much later, but the 2nd lomography camera I purchased was in college. I had just finished my first paying photographing job and I wanted to reward myself with a camera I had been debating on buying for some time. It was an Oktomat, a multilens camera that shoots 8 frames on a single shot of film. I had been debating on this camera for awhile because a lot of people were saying that the camera didn't work well. But then I finally decided, that's what lomography is about. It's about each camera's unique feel and function. Each camera has different light leaks, lenses, imperfections and all that. I ended up with a great camera that takes great pictures. :) For my 3rd camera I asked for a Diana F+ for Christmas. It came with a nice little flash, but I also asked for a ringflash and an instant back that would take polaroid type pictures. The splitzer was also thrown in so that I could make composite-type pictures using the Diana. These cameras use film, both 35mm and 120mm types. I love experimenting with lomography cameras and all the cool things they can do. I keep trying a bunch of films and using different equipment to get different results every time. I will continue to do lomography, and hopefully obtain even more cameras (like the Spinner 360˚!) and get better and better and using lomography to show my vision. :)<br />
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