Ah...
Couldn't find a better title for this journal.
Because... yeah, there are stuff in the future I don't really like to think about... you know, school can have a terrifying way of ruining several days.
I would be very weird if I said that I actually looked foreward to having a year full of:
"YOU HAVE DEADLINE IN FIVE HOURS - YES, THEN YOU'LL HAVE TO BE DONE WITH YOUR PHOTOGRAPHY PROJECT ABOUT (insert text here)".
Photography projects I most likely would have:
- Adding personality to Barbie. (Hehe, I've started that one already...)
- Alice In Wonderland (Also started... I think.)
- Black and white portraits
- Old stuff put into modern locations (My home is FILLED with old stuff. I'm surrounded by Bibles, watches, photos and other things that are 100 - 200 years old.)

But hey - problem: who am I going to take portraits of? I have three real life friends... I could try to convince them to allow me to photograph them.
Oh well. Don't worry, be happy!

Btw, there are only 7 weeks left until I turn... 18!
And that birthday will be celebrated in... Egypt! Sharm el Sheikh!
It will be great!

But right now I'm here, in Norway, and it is one week left until I start my last year at school. Will that be great too?
Ahem. Weeeeell, I can hope, but stress, stress and STRESS will bother me in the year to come. Probably...

Btw, right now, and I'm not kidding, it's true, right now I'm listening to a radio show. Right now they actually told me and everyone else who's listening, that concering about stuff will make you live longer.
So I'm going to be... about 100 years old. (Because when I'm at school I'm concerned about pretty much. Tests, exams and such.)
Still... Don't worry, be happy! I suppose that healthy living would make me live just as long as if I started to concern about all the problems out there.

And yeah. Good luck with next school year! And if you're not going to school, but have some sort of work to be concerned about... Good luck with the next year of work!



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Wait, I forgot something!
I forgot to give you the link to these dragons: [link] and [link]
They're dragon eggs that haven't hatched yet, but they will need some clicks so they can grow up. One click on each is enough!

Have a great summer (it's still summer), use what's left of it!

Hello!
Well, here's four "dragon eggs" I own. To make them hatch (and not die) they need to be visited. So if you please can visit the dragon eggs, I will be very happy!
Btw, you would have to click on each and every egg in the link I'll give you, to visit all the eggs. It's not enough to just click on the link and see that I have 4 eggs. If you do that, you'll only view my profile.
Link: [link]

In Van Gogh's eye.
It's all about having the red spot in Van Gogh's eye.

Well, I think the whole thing about genius photographs can't be described any easier, or any stranger. But please, tell me if you've heard anything weirder, when it comes to tell about the secrets of good photographs!
But so you don't think I'm crazy and like to paint Van Gogh with red spots in his eyes - let me explain.
I visited Catchlight Photo Studio some days ago. I haven't been there for... 3 months. Tomorrow it's three months since I had the last day of my school project at Catchlight. But I went there yesterday, to see what they thought about my portfolio. And they actually ended up picking out as much as 14 pictures they thought were really great!

But, as one of the photographers said: "It's all about having the red spot in Van Gogh's eye!"
And I just think it's a genius quote, because every unique photograph have something that other photographs don't have! Something that make you stop for a moment and think: "Wow! That's just amazing. How did the photographer manage to capture that shot??", or something like that.

So - well, I've noticed that it recently has been quite much attention around my photo "Alice in Wonderland", that can be found here: [link]
But, here goes the even funnier part: I don't really know what it is about this photo, that makes so many people like it. Catchlight Photo Studio really like it, people here on dA really like it, and my mother likes it enough to take it with her to the school where she works - to put it up in the classroom her pupils are going to have next year. She actually took with her the iPod picture too, that can be found here: [link]
And when she was about to cut away the white borders on the pictures, another teacher told her that she liked the photo with the watch so much, that she asked if she could get a copy of it. And of course she could! (Btw, my mom took the photos with her because when my printer is printing, it gives me white borders around the pictures. It doesn't look really professional, and it's easy to get away those borders if you have a proper cutter machine. And a machine like that can be found where my mom is working. )

But: today I had a presentation of my portfolio, and I presented the 14 pictures Catchlight liked. The photographs really impressed my teacher! And everyone else who looked at them. So my teacher suggested that I should send in the pictures from the photo session I had in my flower bed( ), the watch and the iPod and something more in the same style. Because, right now my school is having some kind of competition - about making art for the school. I didn't really think about taking part in it until my teacher suggested it...
But well. I will!

Clearly I've put the "red spot in Van Gogh's eye", hehe!

Anyways, have a great weekend!
<--- Btw, I made that plz emotion today!

Ok, I just felt like doing this.
Because. I like the story I've written... It's in Norwegian, so there has been a little translation job here. And this piece is just a tiny piece of the story, the whole story is about 81 pages long, in font size 8. A lot, hehe.

A little summary of the story up to what I'm going to post, just to make you understand;
The boy in the story is being bullied. Because of a tragic car accident he was in, his best friend and his brother, and two girls died. He was the only one to survive... and the only one to meet the evil people out there. The car accident had made him into something some people would call "a freak", "a monster" and a "Volvo", because of his wheel chair. And his "friends" did call him those stuff. Suddenly all of the friends he had was gone. A popular boy now made the rules in the school. And he hated this boy so much, enough to make everyone turn against the defenceless boy.
...
And that's when the girl showed up. She, who didn't care... what other would say. Her name was Zavanna Vanessa - so now you know - that's not my real name at all... It's the name of the only one who could see the boy for who he really was.

So, here goes a little part of a story I've written. Because I felt like it. Because the story have much truth in it - not that I've experienced anything of this - but I've seen and heard stuff as sad, bad and mean as the stuff I write about.

"Are you asleep?," she whispered, when the dark made it impossible to see his expression.
He smiled surpised, and opened his eyes a little bit. He could see how she had put her head on the bed edge.
"No," he whispered with a hoarse voice. It almost felt like the time stopped when he hoped that it could mean something, something more than the fact that she just sat there and looked at him. He almost hoped... that she would be there. Sit there with her head resting on the bed edge, and looking at him, just to know that he was there.
But he quickly realised it, it was too stupid to hope that she would like him! Because it could never happen.
"Me neither," she said quietly. She didn't stop to look at him. If she wanted, she could sit like this all night, till the sunrise. Just to know that he actually were there.
He laughed sarcastically.
"I bet you think about how terrible tomorrow will be, when you'll go with me to school."
She shook her head, and a little smile popped up. "No..."
"You must like me very much to do this...," he sighed and closed his eyes. Didn't belive her a moment. People used to lie to him, it was nothing new. Why should she be different? He almost didn't dare to listen, to hear what her answer would be... because he already knew. So why did he even try? Why did he even ask her, if he already knew?
Because he hoped... hoped so much. Not even a year after the car accident that ruined his life, not even then he had stopped to dream - even though he knew that dreams forever would remain as dreams. Dreams could come true - probably - but just as empty shells without a meaning in them. He could wish so much for it, wish that she would like him - and if he searched for it for enough time, maybe he then would find some signs pointing in that direction. But it wasn't the same as the truth. She probably didn't like him at all, he could bet she was like everyone else. The truth - if she liked him or not - wasn't possible to know... even though she rested her head at his bed edge now, she probably wouldn't do it the next morning. (...)
She nodded her head eagerly, even though she knew that he couldn't see her when his eyes were closed.
"I do... I do like you very much."

...


And I have a featured song too. It's Marit Larsen's "I've Heard Your Love Songs": [link]
I think it fits the story very well.

... until I find more pictures I want to add.
In the past 24 hours, I've seen AT LEAST three different things I want to photograph, but it haven't worked out, because:
- When I'm in hurry because I'm late for school, it's not OK to stop and photograph a cute cat in my garden. Even though it looked very photogenic. :-|
- Because very often, the idea is in my mind. I would need a model, some suitable clothes and a cool location for it to work out. And sometimes I would even need an animal. A cat, dog, or something like that. And where do I find an animal to photograph, when the animals my friends have, seem to hate cameras? (Just like my dog did. I photographed him too much, and had to steal his food to make him look at me when I photographed him. )
- Or simply because I don't bring my camera to school. Yesterday, on my way home from school, I saw some beautiful flowers, and I just had to stand there and look at them. But then I convinced myself that I would not need a photograph of those flowers. Because they're in someone's flowerbed. PRIVATE, you know. Though, it's outside their garden, but still... in a flower bed. But... outside their garden. So... Today I'm going to photograph them after all.

But I'm done. For now. I gotta have something for my next portfolio too, because it's so fun to make it!
I guess that it'll only be about days until I'm starting on the new portfolio!

I hope that people are going to like the portfolio. At least I like it.
And I'm printing it too. Though, it takes a lot of time to get it perfect...

Sometimes I like it. And sometimes I don't. But today I'd love to start on a new portfolio.