So it's Saturday, the second last day before Spring Break of 2012 is officially over. I feel like I wasted it all, sitting at home and just watching to much tv. Well, actually I did go to see two movies this week: 21 Jump Street and Hunger Games.
Omg, 21 Street was sooo funny! And Hunger Games turned out to be a pretty good movie. It was kinda like seeing a game of "Predator & Prey." Man, I love that game.
Oh and guess what?
I met my "step-sisters" for the very first time on wed.
Honestly though I didn't want to meet them. My dad just wanted us to get to know each other. He thinks that one day I'll really "need" them. Fuck that.
I really didn't want to met them at all. It was hard enough letting him back into my life, and now he's trying to sqeeze in these two bitches?
He wanted me and my sister and the rest of those scrapes to have a nice dinner together this weekend . . . YOU GOT to be kidding me!
I need to escape and get out.
So I decided to go to my friend's 18th b-day party today.
YAY! I actually kind of really excited now.
I usually don't go to parties all that often anymore, but this week I just need to get my mind of the stressful things and make myself "busy."
Maybe today will be a good day:)
Saturday, March 31, 2012
Saturday, March 24, 2012
A Series of Coincidences Between Isabella Blow & My Life
Yesterday, I was in a book store called, "Indigo" just browsing in the bookshelf labelled, "fashion", when I stumbled upon an interesting book titled, "Blow By Blow." As I read the back summary I become more interested. I sat down at a table and read the first three chapters. It was basically a detailed autobiography of Isabella Blow.
Now, I'll let you know that before I took this book, I had absolutly no idea who in the world Isabella Blow even was. Thus, after reading some of the book, I discovered she was a Fashion Magazine Editor. She was the women who discovered many famous people, in the UK. She was the one who discovered one of my favorite, and worlds most famous fashion designers, Alexander McQueen (who saddly took his own life on Feb. 11, 2010).
Another reason why this book really grabbed me, was the fact that she was born on November 19, 1958. I myself was born on Nov.18. My birthday is a day before hers! Isabella had two sisters and a brother named Johnny, who tragically died accidentally at the age of two. He drowned in the family's pond. Her parents became depressed and eventually divorced. My parents are separated but it was for a different reason. However, what really shocked me was the way she died. In numerous attempts to kill herself she finally succeeded when she drank a weed-killer substance. She killed herself deliberately. I had a step-brother last year in April --long story.
Clearly Isabella was unhappy with her life, and was constantly in battle with depression. But she lived a dream of fashion, a dream where I hope to get a bit of. How could she do this to herself? Similarly, I feel as though I am often depressed. It may be because my childhood is just as screwed up as her was. My parents separated when I was very young. In fact, I don't even remember having my dad as a father at all. I didn't even know what a father was till I was in grade one. I thought it was a new "trendy thing." Then I discovered EVERYBODY had one, except for me. One the first day of school in grade 1, I would see moms and dads bring their little children to school. But me? My mom had to work, so my grandpa brought me. That old man was more of a father to me than my biological father ever was. I would sometimes cry in the middle of the night, thinking of what life would be like is I had a normal family. Once my mom caught me and she turned on the lights, she wanted to know why I was balling my eyes out. i didn't want to tell her. I hated talking about myself, and I just didn't want her to know. I was a rather private person who mostly kept to herself. I admit was a bit of a cry baby, when I was young.
NOW, I'm eighteen years old, and my dad is starting to become a father. But I feel as though he's more than a decade too late. When Dario took his life last year, he finally became interested in mine, and my sister's, and my brother's. Whatta dick! It had to take someone else's life to realize that he wanted to finally become a dad to his first family. Through first my reaction, I feel senses of sad and mad at the same time. Sad because this child age of 13 had committed suicide and mad because that's what it took to finally open up his dusty eyes. My sisters reaction was all like, "Go f*** yourself." My older bro didn't say much he was more of the one to stick out his hand and as soon as the green bill came out of my dad's pocket on touched his skin he left the room.
Anyways I feel a sort of real connection Isabella's life and mine. She was in conflict with her family, and with her negative thoughts. In the book, it suggests that Isabella may have blamed herself for what had happened to her brother, resulting in her great depression. I remember when I was about 16 years old and my mother wanted to talk to me, but I was to busy watching a movie, to come to her. She said she wanted to discuss something. I yelled from my seat, "what are you dying?" These words I regret saying, because after the movie I came to her, she was sitting on her bed, with my brother at her side. That's when she told me; "I have cancer." To this day I just cannot forgive myself for those words that came out of my mouth. My mother had breast cancer and she could have died. However the doctors caught the disease before hand, she went though surgery and today she lives to see another day. But what bugs me is the reason why she even got that disease. We have no family history of breast cancer. The doctors suggested it was from stress. I can believe that, because if you look at her whole life from a third person perspective, she was an immigrant who came to Canada, got married to a guy who drank to much and later cheated on her. She ended up as a single mother raising not one but four children all by herself. Yeah, that's stressful.
After I came home from Indigo yesterday, I decided read a few autobiographies of Isabella online. I found out that in 1979 she moved to the big apple (NEW YORK!) so that she could study ancient Chinese Art. She attended Columbia University. She also meet two of my favorite artist that I would kill to meet: Andy Warhol and Roy Lichenstein.
In conclusion, I want to go back to the bookstore and maybe buy the book so that I can finish, her story. She and I seem to have a lot in common. I wish I could have had the chance to meet her. Any who, I hope she rests in peace.
Now, I'll let you know that before I took this book, I had absolutly no idea who in the world Isabella Blow even was. Thus, after reading some of the book, I discovered she was a Fashion Magazine Editor. She was the women who discovered many famous people, in the UK. She was the one who discovered one of my favorite, and worlds most famous fashion designers, Alexander McQueen (who saddly took his own life on Feb. 11, 2010).
Another reason why this book really grabbed me, was the fact that she was born on November 19, 1958. I myself was born on Nov.18. My birthday is a day before hers! Isabella had two sisters and a brother named Johnny, who tragically died accidentally at the age of two. He drowned in the family's pond. Her parents became depressed and eventually divorced. My parents are separated but it was for a different reason. However, what really shocked me was the way she died. In numerous attempts to kill herself she finally succeeded when she drank a weed-killer substance. She killed herself deliberately. I had a step-brother last year in April --long story.
Clearly Isabella was unhappy with her life, and was constantly in battle with depression. But she lived a dream of fashion, a dream where I hope to get a bit of. How could she do this to herself? Similarly, I feel as though I am often depressed. It may be because my childhood is just as screwed up as her was. My parents separated when I was very young. In fact, I don't even remember having my dad as a father at all. I didn't even know what a father was till I was in grade one. I thought it was a new "trendy thing." Then I discovered EVERYBODY had one, except for me. One the first day of school in grade 1, I would see moms and dads bring their little children to school. But me? My mom had to work, so my grandpa brought me. That old man was more of a father to me than my biological father ever was. I would sometimes cry in the middle of the night, thinking of what life would be like is I had a normal family. Once my mom caught me and she turned on the lights, she wanted to know why I was balling my eyes out. i didn't want to tell her. I hated talking about myself, and I just didn't want her to know. I was a rather private person who mostly kept to herself. I admit was a bit of a cry baby, when I was young.
NOW, I'm eighteen years old, and my dad is starting to become a father. But I feel as though he's more than a decade too late. When Dario took his life last year, he finally became interested in mine, and my sister's, and my brother's. Whatta dick! It had to take someone else's life to realize that he wanted to finally become a dad to his first family. Through first my reaction, I feel senses of sad and mad at the same time. Sad because this child age of 13 had committed suicide and mad because that's what it took to finally open up his dusty eyes. My sisters reaction was all like, "Go f*** yourself." My older bro didn't say much he was more of the one to stick out his hand and as soon as the green bill came out of my dad's pocket on touched his skin he left the room.
Anyways I feel a sort of real connection Isabella's life and mine. She was in conflict with her family, and with her negative thoughts. In the book, it suggests that Isabella may have blamed herself for what had happened to her brother, resulting in her great depression. I remember when I was about 16 years old and my mother wanted to talk to me, but I was to busy watching a movie, to come to her. She said she wanted to discuss something. I yelled from my seat, "what are you dying?" These words I regret saying, because after the movie I came to her, she was sitting on her bed, with my brother at her side. That's when she told me; "I have cancer." To this day I just cannot forgive myself for those words that came out of my mouth. My mother had breast cancer and she could have died. However the doctors caught the disease before hand, she went though surgery and today she lives to see another day. But what bugs me is the reason why she even got that disease. We have no family history of breast cancer. The doctors suggested it was from stress. I can believe that, because if you look at her whole life from a third person perspective, she was an immigrant who came to Canada, got married to a guy who drank to much and later cheated on her. She ended up as a single mother raising not one but four children all by herself. Yeah, that's stressful.
After I came home from Indigo yesterday, I decided read a few autobiographies of Isabella online. I found out that in 1979 she moved to the big apple (NEW YORK!) so that she could study ancient Chinese Art. She attended Columbia University. She also meet two of my favorite artist that I would kill to meet: Andy Warhol and Roy Lichenstein.
In conclusion, I want to go back to the bookstore and maybe buy the book so that I can finish, her story. She and I seem to have a lot in common. I wish I could have had the chance to meet her. Any who, I hope she rests in peace.
Sunday, March 18, 2012
Life Is A Beautiful Thing
This weekend, me and my familia took a three hour road trip to go see my nephew for the first time. When I saw this tiny new born baby, he had huge, bright blue eyes that coordinated with what he was wearing; cute little blue feety pajamas. He was just adorable. Holding this little tiny person in my arms, made me realize that life really is a beautiful thing. He truly looks just like a precious little heavenly angel, that feel from the skys above.
He has tiny hands with fingernails 1/4 the size of a pencil eraser. His skin is softer and more delicate then this rare-est sand. His head is abou the size of a small orange. He is very quiet too. When we went to church on Sunday, he hardly made a sound. Maybe a grunting baby sound but thats it. Oh and that reminds me, when he gets baptized, I'm going to be his God-Mother! Yay! I can't wait!
He has tiny hands with fingernails 1/4 the size of a pencil eraser. His skin is softer and more delicate then this rare-est sand. His head is abou the size of a small orange. He is very quiet too. When we went to church on Sunday, he hardly made a sound. Maybe a grunting baby sound but thats it. Oh and that reminds me, when he gets baptized, I'm going to be his God-Mother! Yay! I can't wait!
Friday, March 16, 2012
Shits Going Down But I Gotta Nephew!
A couple of posts back I mentioned that my brother had his first child. What I didn't mention was the fact that he wasn't able to take the baby home because welfare had custody of the child. Apparently the social workers were concerned about the fact that there was a bad history of the woman he had the baby with.
I still haven't seen the baby but I might go this weekend with the rest of my family & visit him. My bro lives in a different city about three hours away from me. My brother goes to see the baby weekly. The people have custody of the baby just until the trail, for his court date; he's fighting to get his boy back. Yesterday he sent me a picture of little guy. He looks just like one of those adorable babies on those Huggy Commercials. He's just about one of the most cutest things I've ever seen in my life. A true miracle. He has these bright blue eyes which may change to brown as he gets older. (However, my mom and my grandpa both had blue eyes, so maybe it might be a recessive trait.)
I laughed when I read the t-shit he was wearing. It says, "Daddy is my Hero." My brother has always been a little bit or a rebel every since we were young. He doesn't always make the best choices, but he's a human being. I must admit though he was quite bright in high school, he had very high grades, higher then mine that for sure. But he also had a sense of rebelliousness inside him.
The other day I was watching an episode of Reggis and Kelly expect Reggis wasn't there and the guest host was Alec Baldwin and he said that he had a theory for same gender kids born of four. He said that the first one is going to be the good one, the senate. The second one is going to be the bad one, the bankrobber. The third one will be the senate and the fourth one with be a bank robber. My family may be the evidence to back up his theory.
In my family there were four kids. My older brother 1, my second older brother 2, me3 and then finally my younger sister 4. Now I'll let you know that I will not disclose their names for reasons that will accuse me that I am somewhat exploiting their personal life. My older brother grew up to be a bit of a nerd. He was the "Goody-two-shoes" in the family. He was the one who passed high school with flying colours and went on to college, determined to pursue his million dollar dream. He was defiantly a "senate".Then there was my second brother the one who just received his first child. He was one of those children that would rather enjoy life at the moment. He loved to play anything from video games, to a game of VERY ROUGH football. In Junior High, he got into a lot of school fights. However in high school he matured from these fights. But he wasn't necessarily "good" either. He may have been smart but he didn't use his intelligence for the good. I could swear the only reason he took chemistry was so that he could build a better understanding of how to mix and make drugs and later sell them. After high school, I don't know what he did. He moved out at 18 and I didn't hear from him for months. I could see my mom was sad, she was constantly praying the rosary at night. She's very religious. Case in point,brother 2 was the bank robber.
Me, I wouldn't really say I'm the senate. I'm not the brightest light bulb in the box. My mind is more of a creative mind. I'm somewhat in the middle I know my right from wrong but I sometimes bend the rules. I care for people in need, animals and the environment but I also remember one summer where I was so bored I stole a nom off someone front yard in the middle of the night just for fun. Which reminds me I still need to give that thing back, its been huanting me ever since. However, if you do compare me to my younger sister then yes I am the good one. My sister is such a rebal. In junior high she and her friends went to go egg a girls house because she was talking shit. She got charged an had to do community servus.
In conclusion, everyone in my family varies in the form of behaivor and personalities. We are all different. Yet I do hope my bro's baby turns out to be a senate.
I still haven't seen the baby but I might go this weekend with the rest of my family & visit him. My bro lives in a different city about three hours away from me. My brother goes to see the baby weekly. The people have custody of the baby just until the trail, for his court date; he's fighting to get his boy back. Yesterday he sent me a picture of little guy. He looks just like one of those adorable babies on those Huggy Commercials. He's just about one of the most cutest things I've ever seen in my life. A true miracle. He has these bright blue eyes which may change to brown as he gets older. (However, my mom and my grandpa both had blue eyes, so maybe it might be a recessive trait.)
I laughed when I read the t-shit he was wearing. It says, "Daddy is my Hero." My brother has always been a little bit or a rebel every since we were young. He doesn't always make the best choices, but he's a human being. I must admit though he was quite bright in high school, he had very high grades, higher then mine that for sure. But he also had a sense of rebelliousness inside him.
The other day I was watching an episode of Reggis and Kelly expect Reggis wasn't there and the guest host was Alec Baldwin and he said that he had a theory for same gender kids born of four. He said that the first one is going to be the good one, the senate. The second one is going to be the bad one, the bankrobber. The third one will be the senate and the fourth one with be a bank robber. My family may be the evidence to back up his theory.
In my family there were four kids. My older brother 1, my second older brother 2, me3 and then finally my younger sister 4. Now I'll let you know that I will not disclose their names for reasons that will accuse me that I am somewhat exploiting their personal life. My older brother grew up to be a bit of a nerd. He was the "Goody-two-shoes" in the family. He was the one who passed high school with flying colours and went on to college, determined to pursue his million dollar dream. He was defiantly a "senate".Then there was my second brother the one who just received his first child. He was one of those children that would rather enjoy life at the moment. He loved to play anything from video games, to a game of VERY ROUGH football. In Junior High, he got into a lot of school fights. However in high school he matured from these fights. But he wasn't necessarily "good" either. He may have been smart but he didn't use his intelligence for the good. I could swear the only reason he took chemistry was so that he could build a better understanding of how to mix and make drugs and later sell them. After high school, I don't know what he did. He moved out at 18 and I didn't hear from him for months. I could see my mom was sad, she was constantly praying the rosary at night. She's very religious. Case in point,brother 2 was the bank robber.
Me, I wouldn't really say I'm the senate. I'm not the brightest light bulb in the box. My mind is more of a creative mind. I'm somewhat in the middle I know my right from wrong but I sometimes bend the rules. I care for people in need, animals and the environment but I also remember one summer where I was so bored I stole a nom off someone front yard in the middle of the night just for fun. Which reminds me I still need to give that thing back, its been huanting me ever since. However, if you do compare me to my younger sister then yes I am the good one. My sister is such a rebal. In junior high she and her friends went to go egg a girls house because she was talking shit. She got charged an had to do community servus.
In conclusion, everyone in my family varies in the form of behaivor and personalities. We are all different. Yet I do hope my bro's baby turns out to be a senate.
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Cristabel's illustration for Summer 2012 Ball Gown
I was experimenting with water colour paints. I created numerous fashion design sketches inspired from Disney princesses/queens. I then later altered them for a more modern look. I took the best sketch and brought it to life with water colour paints. And this is the result: a water colour piece for summer 2012.
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If you have the time, I'd like some feed back. Let me know what you think by leaving a comment below.
Monday, March 12, 2012
My favourite performer on Canada's Got Talent 2012
When I first heard about the "Canada's Got Talent" show auditions, it was just last year. I remember it briefly partly because of all the commercial call-outs but mainly b/c I was working part time at Winners and a girl was talking about auditioning for it. She was about two years younger then me (I was eighteen). I ccouldn't stop myself from eavesdropping. Excitedly, I said, "Oh, that is soo cool! What kind of talent will you be doing?" She looked pleased that I was interested. She exclaimed, "I will be singing! I can't wait for it." Her mom then said, "Even though I'm not going to be the one auditioning, I think I'm a lot more nervous then she is." We all burst out laughing because the tone that she used really did make it sound like she was nervous and she's not even the one singing!
Well, since I have started watching Canada's got talent just last week, I don't think I did see that girl on TV. Oh, well. However, there has been many interesting, stupid, funny, amazing talents on the show. The talent that I liked the most would be The Hooper named, Aygul Memet, who is 36years old. In the past she was an Uighur circus performer who came to Canada after the Chinese occupied East Turkestan and didn't see her husband and daughter for three years after her escape.
One of the reasons I did like her act, was because it seems like a peaceful meditational state. It is defiantly a unique art form of dance. I remember when I was in grade two, my mother signed me up for a year of rhythmic gymnastics. Besides dancing around with ribbons, we also worked with hula hoops. It wasn't until I saw Aygul's act did I remember how much fun it was. Now, I feel like I should try it again. Although I'll have to buy some brand new hula hoops.But I dunno, I feel like I'm kinda old for it. I mean that I haven't been doing it in a long time, I know I have lost my touch. But maybe one day I'll try again.
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Well, since I have started watching Canada's got talent just last week, I don't think I did see that girl on TV. Oh, well. However, there has been many interesting, stupid, funny, amazing talents on the show. The talent that I liked the most would be The Hooper named, Aygul Memet, who is 36years old. In the past she was an Uighur circus performer who came to Canada after the Chinese occupied East Turkestan and didn't see her husband and daughter for three years after her escape.
One of the reasons I did like her act, was because it seems like a peaceful meditational state. It is defiantly a unique art form of dance. I remember when I was in grade two, my mother signed me up for a year of rhythmic gymnastics. Besides dancing around with ribbons, we also worked with hula hoops. It wasn't until I saw Aygul's act did I remember how much fun it was. Now, I feel like I should try it again. Although I'll have to buy some brand new hula hoops.But I dunno, I feel like I'm kinda old for it. I mean that I haven't been doing it in a long time, I know I have lost my touch. But maybe one day I'll try again.
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Sunday, March 11, 2012
What's the Deal With KONY 2012?
What is Kony 2012?
It is a project to stop a very bad man for the crimes he has committed. His name? Joseph Kony. When I first seen about a tiny shot of it on the news I didn't really think all that much of it, then I kept hearing about it at school. A classmate of mine asked everyone: "hey, have you guys heard about that Kony Video? -its already got a lot of hits on YouTube." So that same day when I came home from school, I turned on my computer to see this video for my self. It was lengthy but every minute of it was worth it. To find out that a man, Kony, was kidnapping thousands of children from the arms of their parents, giving them a gun, using them as either soldier slaves or sex slaves, makes me sick to the stomach. Have you ever seen the movie "Blood Diamond" starring Leonardo DiCaprio? This horrific event ties in very closely to the events that these poor children most likely faced.
The US army is working with the Army of Uganda to find Kony and capture him. However, the us government may recall their soldiers if they think that the people don't care. The expiry date is Dec. 2012 of this year! The pickle is the fact that most people don't know who Kony is.
In order to stop Kony, the video makes an excellent point of the fact that we need to be aware. Thus, this means Kony needs to be famous. SO other famous people example, actors Angelina Jolie, George Clooney, Speakers: Oprah Winfrey, Singers ; Lady Gaga, Jay-z, and even politicians like Stephen Harper are speaking out about it.
You Should watch the video on youtube and find out how YOU can help:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y4MnpzG5Sqc
Or Go to the offical website:
http://www.youtube.com/redirect?q=http%3A%2F%2Fkony2012.com%2F&session_token=RIParlYyiIEAp4Cyb-pK87gueLl8MTMzMTU3NzQ0MEAxMzMxNDkxMDQw
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It is a project to stop a very bad man for the crimes he has committed. His name? Joseph Kony. When I first seen about a tiny shot of it on the news I didn't really think all that much of it, then I kept hearing about it at school. A classmate of mine asked everyone: "hey, have you guys heard about that Kony Video? -its already got a lot of hits on YouTube." So that same day when I came home from school, I turned on my computer to see this video for my self. It was lengthy but every minute of it was worth it. To find out that a man, Kony, was kidnapping thousands of children from the arms of their parents, giving them a gun, using them as either soldier slaves or sex slaves, makes me sick to the stomach. Have you ever seen the movie "Blood Diamond" starring Leonardo DiCaprio? This horrific event ties in very closely to the events that these poor children most likely faced.
The US army is working with the Army of Uganda to find Kony and capture him. However, the us government may recall their soldiers if they think that the people don't care. The expiry date is Dec. 2012 of this year! The pickle is the fact that most people don't know who Kony is.
In order to stop Kony, the video makes an excellent point of the fact that we need to be aware. Thus, this means Kony needs to be famous. SO other famous people example, actors Angelina Jolie, George Clooney, Speakers: Oprah Winfrey, Singers ; Lady Gaga, Jay-z, and even politicians like Stephen Harper are speaking out about it.
You Should watch the video on youtube and find out how YOU can help:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y4MnpzG5Sqc
Or Go to the offical website:
http://www.youtube.com/redirect?q=http%3A%2F%2Fkony2012.com%2F&session_token=RIParlYyiIEAp4Cyb-pK87gueLl8MTMzMTU3NzQ0MEAxMzMxNDkxMDQw
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Saturday, March 10, 2012
Coming Soon: Women's/Environmental Health Video Plus Vlog's
I have always wanted to start vlogging, but never really had the technology to do it, until now. I saved up money and eventually bought myself an awesome camera. However, my original purpose of the camera was to create a video entry for the Pink and Green Ribbon Scholarship contest of 2012.
I should have the educational video up, for everyone to see, before April 10th 2012. This was a project that was specifically aimed to create and educate women about the connection between women's health and the environment's health. I did have to research about the topic and later write a script in my own words, so it was not just a one day project. In fact, it took me about a four weeks to put it all together (in between school and life). But I'm glad I did, because I learned a lot while I was researching it. I found out that with time, contaminants link to increased cancers, illness, asthma, even depression and lots of other health problems. These contaminants can be everywhere from the air we breathe to the water we drink, and the food we eat. They are from all the pollutants that us humans may be contributing through our daily activities (example: emissions from cars and transportation trucks that import the food we but at Safeway). It is really sad how our world is being destroyed by the creatures within it. At the end of the video I even challenged to women to change their life, by making two propositions; 1 to change their body in a positive way (example: go for a jog once a day) and 2 to change the environment (example: recycle).
I like this quote:
To tackle climate change you don't have to reduce your quality of life, but you do have to change the way you live - Ken Livingstone, Mayor of London (foreword to the Mayor's Climate Change Action Plan, 2007)
Anyways getting back to the topic of vlogs, I want to start making some. It was seems like a fun hobby to do. I know my first few vlogs may not begin as being the best, but everyone has to start somewhere. Its all in the process of learning. The flower has to start from a little seed before it begins to sprout. I have to be honest though, it is kind of weird to talk to yourself and just a camera. Thus, I will put the links on this page after I finish a editing a couple of my first vlogs, so subscribe to my Youtube &/or stay tuned if you want to match these words with a face! Good day my friends!
HERE IS THE VLOG LINK, ENJOY!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NHnz0hoYQ_Y&context=C408562bADvjVQa1PpcFNFFv3iywMdl-HvbaEVeXDYLrR4XP913lo=
I should have the educational video up, for everyone to see, before April 10th 2012. This was a project that was specifically aimed to create and educate women about the connection between women's health and the environment's health. I did have to research about the topic and later write a script in my own words, so it was not just a one day project. In fact, it took me about a four weeks to put it all together (in between school and life). But I'm glad I did, because I learned a lot while I was researching it. I found out that with time, contaminants link to increased cancers, illness, asthma, even depression and lots of other health problems. These contaminants can be everywhere from the air we breathe to the water we drink, and the food we eat. They are from all the pollutants that us humans may be contributing through our daily activities (example: emissions from cars and transportation trucks that import the food we but at Safeway). It is really sad how our world is being destroyed by the creatures within it. At the end of the video I even challenged to women to change their life, by making two propositions; 1 to change their body in a positive way (example: go for a jog once a day) and 2 to change the environment (example: recycle).
I like this quote:
To tackle climate change you don't have to reduce your quality of life, but you do have to change the way you live - Ken Livingstone, Mayor of London (foreword to the Mayor's Climate Change Action Plan, 2007)
Anyways getting back to the topic of vlogs, I want to start making some. It was seems like a fun hobby to do. I know my first few vlogs may not begin as being the best, but everyone has to start somewhere. Its all in the process of learning. The flower has to start from a little seed before it begins to sprout. I have to be honest though, it is kind of weird to talk to yourself and just a camera. Thus, I will put the links on this page after I finish a editing a couple of my first vlogs, so subscribe to my Youtube &/or stay tuned if you want to match these words with a face! Good day my friends!
HERE IS THE VLOG LINK, ENJOY!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NHnz0hoYQ_Y&context=C408562bADvjVQa1PpcFNFFv3iywMdl-HvbaEVeXDYLrR4XP913lo=
Friday, March 9, 2012
Hot Topic: Spring is coming + International women's day
Yay! The weather is getting warmer and spring will soon be here. Can't wait to go running around the block instead of staying inside, keeping warm/sitting on the couch and getting fat. There really isn't a lot of things to do during the cold winter days. Especially in this boring city.
Apparently yesterday was International Women's Day, and I didn't really know until I over heard it on the radio. Over the decades we, women have gone really far in Canada. Thanks to the "famous Five" women, we can now vote and wear pants! Pants! In this country we are seen as equals with the men. Today, there are now women who do things that were once considered "man" jobs, such as a police officer, truck driver, judge. We, women can now go further in life careers then back in the day. AND FOR THIS I AM PROUD, proud of women in this country. Go Girls!
Apparently yesterday was International Women's Day, and I didn't really know until I over heard it on the radio. Over the decades we, women have gone really far in Canada. Thanks to the "famous Five" women, we can now vote and wear pants! Pants! In this country we are seen as equals with the men. Today, there are now women who do things that were once considered "man" jobs, such as a police officer, truck driver, judge. We, women can now go further in life careers then back in the day. AND FOR THIS I AM PROUD, proud of women in this country. Go Girls!
Saturday, March 3, 2012
Anyone know how to restore Youtube videos, 2012 homepage addition?
I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day.
~Elwyn Brooks White
Yesterday I commmited one of the worst crimes I could possibily do. However, its not like I meant to; I did it accidentally . . . I . . .I accidently deleted my Youtube videos when I only ment to delete one. Omg I could be so stupid sometimes. I had a bunch of my art videos on there, and memories from El Salvador. Honestly, I can't believe it even happened. Its like my life is over. This may sound stupid but every video I made, was a connected part of me. Everything I built is just taken away from me. Its beginning to sound like I just had someone close to me die, doesn't it? Well, in a way, I did sort of loose myself. I feel like there is an empty hole inside me. For the most part I didn't make those videos for other people, I made them for myself and later decided to share with the world what beauty I had created.
I just recently made a youtube video asking anyone who knows how to restore videos from the 2012 youtube page, if they would kindly help me. I did know how to do it before Youtube had a tare down and changed the page. I tried to look for some tutorial vids that would help me but no one seems to have made a video for the 2012 Youtube page, yet.
FML. :[
This is my latest youtube channel : http://www.youtube.com/user/TornAPartPaperHeart?feature=mhee
~Elwyn Brooks White
Yesterday I commmited one of the worst crimes I could possibily do. However, its not like I meant to; I did it accidentally . . . I . . .I accidently deleted my Youtube videos when I only ment to delete one. Omg I could be so stupid sometimes. I had a bunch of my art videos on there, and memories from El Salvador. Honestly, I can't believe it even happened. Its like my life is over. This may sound stupid but every video I made, was a connected part of me. Everything I built is just taken away from me. Its beginning to sound like I just had someone close to me die, doesn't it? Well, in a way, I did sort of loose myself. I feel like there is an empty hole inside me. For the most part I didn't make those videos for other people, I made them for myself and later decided to share with the world what beauty I had created.
I just recently made a youtube video asking anyone who knows how to restore videos from the 2012 youtube page, if they would kindly help me. I did know how to do it before Youtube had a tare down and changed the page. I tried to look for some tutorial vids that would help me but no one seems to have made a video for the 2012 Youtube page, yet.
FML. :[
This is my latest youtube channel : http://www.youtube.com/user/TornAPartPaperHeart?feature=mhee
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