kerryanne.

she's a photographer, who also happens to be my bestie, who also happens to live in Toronto.

Here are some of her pieces:

ONE.

TWO.

If you need any professional shoots, let it be known or forever hold your peace.

:)

my sweeeet lady.

She looks a little different now, but this is the picture of her before the accident. Makeover time is coming!!

poetry?

i saw that my beloved sister has gotten herself into the world of poetry, which i do respect at its utmost possibility. I'm also a believer of words that are meant to be spread. 

my colors are like diamonds that shatter only in magnetic dreams where clouds become memories and clowns become mermaids. when the signs are up, fill up your cup for those who blew their luck, asking was it worth the fuck? Nowadays people say who wouldn't mind a buck? We shape the minds of cosmos in which only a rotating hub and flashing neon pathuras can dream. When the birds walk and the humans fly, there will be a single hope as if this single pope would rather smoke this dopest dope you can smoke. Handlebars aren't there to help you ride your bike, they're there so when you want to fly, they're always there to beside by. Like bikes. Like pipes, and even the blonde dykes. We're all here to enjoy this ride with no proper lights, bullshit, nor fights. Drink this bread, eat this wine and do this line. If you're on a dime, let me know and i'll take you there another time. 

fuckin' around

its a late friday afternoon, and i'm sitting in front of my big ass table, drawing shapes in different composition AND different light sources. 

i'm too lazy to write this shit. 

sorry. 

wonky wednesday

i haven't BLOGGED in quite a while. 

the past month of february was quite eventful: 

My friend and I dressed up like men, went out to Old Town Pasadena on Valentine to pick up a conversation with lonely gals hanging out at bookstores and coffee shops. This might sound a little creepy, but I think we did pretty well for the night; I wouldn't complain with 2 more digits on my phone. 

One of my best friends (from Canada) Laura came over for one week; we went to Hollywood, Downtown Los Angeles, (checked out FIDM) cruised around Old Town, and mainly watched "The Hills" and "Gossip Girl" on my computer, laying on my bed and eating Pringles, which was all good.

A week after she left, I got into a car accident, which isn't something I'd like to remember, but definitely a reminder to self; GET A HELMET AND WATCH OUT ON THE ROAD.

I have also stopped talking to my old gal Bobbi Jo, which happened so suddenly because of complications. I still feel kinda empty, but I'm willing/hoping to push through sometime soon.

I also purchased a black wheel and a cog, a white tire, and a white chain for my bicycle. Cost me nearly 3oo dollars. Yikeeez. (I will put a picture of her pretty soon.)

I also had a real tough time with FedEx shipping shoes for my friend Ryan's birthday present. It went nearly a month after his birthday, which was lame but I hope he gets it this time fo realz. 

There's many more things that happened that were eventful but it's 2:30 am and I'm doing homework.