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I found this and I thought it would be a good thing to fill out on here. It’s Sunday and I have time to do nothing aka this blog entry. Honestly, this is so difficult I don’t know how accurate it will be. Bear with me, I promise you this is interesting.
Name 5 People that Inspire You the Most:
Well this is hard, I think I’m going to choose 1 person from different areas of my interests… you’ll see.
1. Barack Obama. Could that be any more cliche at this point, but it’s true. America has never felt like home to me, but as soon as I got involved in politics and heavily involved in the Obama campaign it started to feel like home. The entire process just made me feel American; and as soon as he got elected I wasn’t ashamed anymore to say it. Maybe when I travel this year I’ll talk loudly in my obnoxious accent without feeling ashamed. I mean, you all know how I feel about this man so it’s useless to talk about it anymore
2. Richard Avedon. Easily my favourite photographer of all time (he might only POSSIBLY compete with Leibovitz, Mick Rock, or maybe Furmanovsky for favourite). I felt ridiculously uninspired in photography over the last 6 or 8 months until I came across his book Performance in Barnes & Noble. I had a fucking epiphany looking through it. I think the way he captures people on film is something only very, very, very few people are truly good at. He is the ultimate master of studio photography. I honestly get emotional looking at his pictures. I just think he’s incredible.


3. My friends. Meaning my true friends. Most of them don’t live here. Most of them are in the same situation as I am, hating where they live and using art to escape mentally from some type of prison. The people that are reading this are probably who I’m talking about. Most of them take amazing pictures and inspire me every day. They are the only people I know that ask me what’s up with me, that ask me what’s going on, that give me music recommendations and can talk to me about anything. People around here are just waiting to talk, my other friends are just waiting to listen. And that alone is inspiring, to know that there are at least SOME people like that in the world.
4. Jean-Luc Godard/Stanley Kubrick/Paul Thomas Anderson. I can’t pick one. Godard for increasing my love for cinema and breaking all the rules. Kubrick for making a good majority of my favourite and (and what I believe to be) best films ever. And Paul Thomas Anderson for making There Will Be Blood, that introduced me to cinema and the art that it is.

5. Noel Gallagher. As lame as it sounds, this man is inspiring to me. He isn’t a poet and I don’t really think he’s an artist. Some of his lyrics are flat out ridiculous. Who cares? Noel is a hope that you can do anything you want to do. Absolutely anything (this actually kind of relates back to Obama; is there a theme going on here?!). You can get out of whatever situation you’re in and you can really make a living doing the only thing you know how to do and the only thing you love the most to spend your life doing. I hate the people that tell you you can’t do things. Wtf? Of course you can. You can do absolutely anything and part of the reason why I believe that is because of my freakish love for Noel.

Name 5 Songs You Can’t Live Without:
1. Love Will Tear Us Apart – Joy Division. I don’t even know how to talk about this song. I think it’s fucking magic, and that’s about all I can say on that.
2. Don’t Look Back In Anger - Oasis. Okay picking 5 songs is impossible. I could go with essentially any Oasis song except “Little By Little” and listen to it every day for the rest of my life and never get tired. I don’t know what this song is about and I don’t give a fuck. It’s almost the best. I have like, 25 versions of this song or something. I’d take any one of them.
3. A Certain Romance – Arctic Monkeys. This is the best song of the last decade. Don’t even bother arguing with me.
4. Like A Rolling Stone – Bob Dylan. Picking a Dylan song was nearly impossible but I think this song is necessary on anyone’s list of 5 songs you can’t live without.
5. Tumbling Dice – The Rolling Stones. This was my first “favourite song ever.” The Stones are still the best band from the ’60s hands down and this is from the best (yes, you heard me, THE best) album ever made, Exile on Main Street. No other Stones song is as good as this. It just makes me think of hanging out with Mick Keith and the Boys in the French Riviera in the summer of 71 just kickin back and making the best piece of music ever. Whoa.
I don’t know how I just picked those. I can’t believe I didn’t have room for a Smiths song or “(Song For My) Sugar Spun Sister” by the Stone Roses. I know if you asked me tomorrow my answers might be different (bar the first two songs). I was always kind of against claiming a song/songs as your favourite/s. Setting apart 5 minutes of music as better than millions of other songs always got me.
Name 5 Places You’d Go to If You Could Time Travel:
1. Paris, 1968. Or Paris at any time 40 years of before. Seeing a film in Paris in the ’60s was an experience. My favourite thing ever is 1960s Paris. You know. I don’t need to explain. Jean-Paul Belmondo. That’s all I’m saying.
2. Woodstock, 1969. Before I got really into all the music I’m into now, classic rock was my thing. Those songs were my jams. Anything pre-1975 was just out. There was no way I was even going to think about listening to it. So, if I could go to Woodstock, get as high as a kite, and watch Jimi Hendrix, I don’t know what I’d do. It would be too good to even handle it.

3. Late 18th Century Versailles. I would go and somehow be a royal and get in with the whole Marie Antoinette crowd. That entire period fascinates me. But of course I would only stay until the revolution. I would get out of there before the shit hit the fan.
(yes I know that’s from the film, my friends, but come on, if it was ANYTHING like that, tell me you wouldn’t want to be hanging out with her).
4. 1960s New York City. You know where I’m going with this. Andy Warhol, Edie Sedgwick, the Velvet Underground, ???Bob Dylan???. In one of my previous posts I told you that I love this period but I don’t know anything about it. I would love to witness this in person.
5. 1980s Manchester. I would see the Smiths perform live. Necessary. I love that band so much. I would give my fucking first born to see them live.

5 Things You Hate:
lmfao. This is hard for me. I hate so many things. I’m not going to give you an explanation on why or else I will just get really, really infuriated.
1. Indifference. that is what I hate the most.
2. The Jonas Brothers/Miley Cyrus (they are one in the same).
3. When you’re drinking a big class of water and you have to tip the glass a lot and the ice cubes come crashing down on your face.
4. Jessica Alba
5. Not having all the clothes I want. This is what I really hate at the core of my being. Also not having the money to buy a Hasselblad. I fucking hate that.
5 Moments You Regret:
Ohhh shit, that’s deep. I really try not to regret. But I think all human beings regret about 5 things in their lives. I’ll write more trivial things for this one.
1. Not being in Grant Park, Chicago when Barack Obama won the 2008 election. I could have been, you know. Life’s about living, and I was too concerned with school, getting there and getting lost or being too far away. Chicago isn’t that far and I should have been there.
2. Being born a few years too late. I can’t really think of why, there are always so many times when I’m like “if I had just been born a couple years earlier…!” Nevermind.
3. Not taking as many risks as I should have.
4. Quitting my job. I kind of want it back. I’m skint.
5. I am not writing this here.
5 Names You Would Name Your Children and Why:
1. Liam. It wouldn’t be after Liam Gallagher so don’t get any ideas. I think Liam is a great name. I keep hearing it more and more which is odd. It’s so Irish, I fucking love it. My mom’s side would love me for that one.
2. François. I would do it, don’t dare me to. After Truffaut. Plus this name is just ballin.
3. Edie. I guess ever since I heard of Edie Sedgwick I always thought that was SUCH a cool name. It wouldn’t be in tribute to her or anything, I just think it’s a great name.
4. Anderson. I think Anderson Cooper has like, the best name ever. Anderson!? Like, are you kidding!? I love that name. I guess if I named my kid that I would say it was after a previously mentioned director in this entry. You don’t fuck with any Andersons.
5. Alright I need another girl’s name (obviously if I ever had a kid I’d want a boy). Er… Well… Let me think. Nothing ordinary. Girl’s names tend to be awful. Got it. Lucy. After Lucy in the Sky With Diamonds.
I also think that CLAUS VON BULOW is the best name of all time. But I couldn’t name my child that because it would be child abuse.
5 Things People Might Find Weird About You:
Just five!?
1. Whenever I’m in church (no, I don’t go to church in my free time, whenever I have to go in school) I always follow the big chandeliers on the ceiling down to see who they would fall on if they fell. Am I a sadist? Probably.
2. I think a LOT of old guys are hot. I’m talking like, 50-60. I think Jeremy Irons is the hottest person ever, and I’d hit it now even though he’s 60 years old. You can’t tell me you wouldn’t. I think a lot of people harbour these thoughts. Actually it’s probably just me.


best looking old guy award. I honestly love that old-guy-intellectual thing. AND look what he’s wearing in all of those! asdfjkldsfjsdsklfgjeklrsjdtg. I’d take him over his (hot) son any day, btw. But let’s look at him when he was young and dashing (he still is, but even more), please.
Irons is Lolita is just about the best thing ever.
3. Another old-guy-intellectual I find INCREDIBLE and INCREDIBLE-LOOKING is Daniel Day-Lewis. I don’t know what about DDL is fucking hot, I can’t pin point it and I don’t want to.
and he is my favourite actor of all time.
4. I always think about food poisoning when I’m not eating at my house. Any other place I eat I think of food poisoning.
5. This probably relates to the last one, but I am terrified of throwing up. TERRIFIED. I haven’t done it in like, 8 years. I am absolutely horrified of it.
And Finally, 5 Things You Want to Happen in the Next 10 Years:
can these be idealistic?
1. We’ll be out of Iraq. There is no question in my mind. I just need it to happen. Now. 2 more Americans died today, this is getting ridiculous.
2. The United States will stop relying on foreign oil and use much alternative energy.
3. I will move to Paris or London with my hot boyfriend and never see anyone from this place ever again.
Yeah.
4. I’ll be fucking rich.
5. The world will agree to abolish nuclear weapons. This won’t happen, but I like to be delusional.
WOW. Now that was difficult. I hope you all do that. it would be interesting to read. Let’s end on this note.
a shot buy Guy Bourdin. I was looking at his photos last night. Inspiration.



all of this is so insane. it’s days like today that make me glad i love politics. not that you have to even care about politics to realize how incredible today is. WOW. i just can’t get over it and i don’t think i’ll ever find the right words.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: barack obama, election 2008, inauguration, love, politics
Today, this man became my president.
HOLY SHIT.
I cannot tell you the elation I feel or what it feels like to be an American right now. It’s just insane. Through this entire election process I supported Barack (not trying to sound like a jerk here) and to see him put his hand on that book and be sworn in as the 44th president of the United States…. I can’t even tell you how incredible that feels. I can’t find the right words now. I will later.
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Okay, so 2008 did suck. Mostly everything about 2008 was overall bad.
But in the year 2008 America came out of the cultural dark. America became a country of true democracy, hope and change. We elected Barack Obama. I can’t even tell you how it felt on November 4th, 2008, to be an American. It was unreal. It felt like a huge weight had been lifted off of this country’s shoulders.
Not everything will change with Barack. I’m not delusional.The man is still a politician, and this country is still in shambles. So much of a mess that it will take years upon years and probably two presidents to bring to its zenith. But we elected a man that embodies everything America should (and actually used to, believe it or not). He is poised, kind, generous, sophisticated, and still a family man. And of course he is an African-American. It still blows my mind that Barack will be living in a house that was built by slaves. 50 years ago this was never possible. Hell 15 years ago this was never possible. I don’t know. It’s still so…. surreal to me. From the start when there were tons of prospective candidates running for the Democratic nom, Barack was always my man. Always. Something is different about him. I know it sounds so lame but it’s true. Singlehandedly, he transformed what I feel about America. I still have a lot of problems with our country and its pepole and its ideals and its culture, but I am hopeful. We are back from the cultural dead. It feels fucking fine.
I hope that in 2009, Barack kicks ass. I hope he shows everyone who looked down upon him as a black man, a Chicago politician or a left winger, how to fucking run this shit properly. He will. I am so hopeful it’s ridiculous. I believe in Barack, I hope you all do too, even the ones that voted for the opposite party. I hope you all realize what a good man he is and what he stands for. He is the example of rags to riches and how to achieve your ambitions. It was a good year for American politics (well, okay, not at all, but you know what I mean). Seeing this man speak twice was an honor. This is one for the books, kids.







I will never have enough space in this entry to show you all my favourite Obama pictures. I have so many saved it’s slightly worrying. But the man in those pictures is our president. I can’t believe it.
These are two of my favourite slideshows about Obama on the Huffington Post: Tears for Obama and Reactions Around the World.
“Change will not come if we wait for some other person or some other time. We are the ones we’ve been waiting for. We are the change that we seek.”

Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: 2008, barack obama, oasis, photography, records, royal oak, thrift, vintage, YSL
I went to Royal Oak yesterday with my friend and we went to this amazing vintage store. I found these fucking incredible vintage Yves Saint Laurent heels for 35$, WTF. They barely fit my feet and are extremely painful but, YSL. WHO CARES IF THEY FIT. I would have bought them if they were a size 7. I also bought three vinyl records, Donovan’s greatest hits, the Byrds’ Never Before and Neil Young’s Everybody Knows this is No Where. And a pair of sunglasses. Good stuff. It was a generally really fun day, and I finished my role of Ilford film there. Now I get to wait 2 weeks to get it developed. Wonderful.
Tonight is New Years Eve. I’m not doing anything for two reasons: nothing is going on, and 2008 blew. I mean, I really did nothing in 2008. The only memorable experiences were… getting into college… seeing Oasis twice (and one of those experiences I don’t even want to remember)… and uh….. nothing else? I went no where except Chicago and Toronto which doesn’t even count anymore. I saw the PRESIDENT-ELECT Barack Obama speak twice. Other than all of that, I did nothing. We had no money so nothing was even possible. I didn’t have any great nights out or great nights in. Mostly because I realized that everyone around here is pointless to me. I’ll be out of here in less than a year. I realized this year of school, like, it sounds so cynical but, I don’t care about these people!? Has it been wasted time trying to be friends with people I have nothing in common with? Wasted effort? Who knows. it’s almost over.
2008 sucked not only for me but, kind of for everyone…? I mean, Henry Paulson, the Wall Street fucktards and Bush fucked us over. Hard. There is no way to forget that unless money fell from the skies.
Well anyway, enough wining. Here are 3 of my favourite shots at the moment.
I need to know who took that. immediately. It’s so fucking incredible.


Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: barack obama, cleaning, holidays, noel gallagher
I absolutely hate cleaning. Dust does not bother me that much as long as it isn’t piling up or growing. I LOVE having Christmas at our house because we are so dysfunctional and it always ends up with someone crying and/or slapping someone else, but the negative to all of this is the cleaning that has to be done before. headdesk.
I should start listening to other bands besides just Oasis and the Smiths. all of this is starting to get progressively becoming even more unhealthy.
I cannot wait for Christmas though, shiiit!
Here are two random photos on my desktop.


hmmmmmm.





