Saturday, January 23, 2010
Why is it all the heck over there??
I had some programs open and then needed to open a file. A file, which is conveniently on my desktop, because I access it so much. First thing I go to click is the "To Desktop" button that was conveniently provided with Vista. It wasn't there. In Vista, it was located in the taskbar right next to the Start button. But it wasn't there.
Crap. It was one of my favorite buttons in Vista, I used it ALL THE TIME. So, I sighed and then individually closed all the programs to get the the folder and continued on with my work.
I had to do that a few times and got so fed up, I went hunting. It must have been a button that was off, or just not pinned to the taskbar. Then, I found some place in my computer that said something along the lines of "clicking the desktop button will allow you to peek at the desktop." Wait, what? There is a desktop button? WHERE IS IT!!
Ok, I then noticed this little white line one the RIGHT side of the bottom bar. Could this be the sought after desktop button? Sure enough, I scrolled over it and sure enough, it read "Show Desktop." My firs reaction was "YES!" A second passed and my next thought was, "Why the heck is it ALL THE WAY OVER THERE!?"
It's on the complete opposite side of the bottom bar and right next to the notifications. Not next to the quick launch buttons on the taskbar. It was good where it was, so why was it way over there?
Monday, January 18, 2010
The Past Revisited
So, let me demonstrate:
There are three people involved. A. B. and C.
Persons A and B are dating.
One night, person A breaks up with person B to go out with person C.
Guess which role I played.
That's right, I was person A.
There are those of you that know what happened, but for those of you that don't, a quick sum up:
Tyler (my current boyfriend) and I dated about two and a half years ago. One thing led to another and I broke up with him and then ended up going out with a new guy for a few days right after. Even though it's as simple as two sentences, it is still something that haunts me. It doesn't go away, no matter how hard I have tried to let it go, or forget about it or bury so far in my memories that it doesn't want to resurface... but no matter what I do, it always comes back to haunt me.
Then, I hurt someone and I did feel really bad about it (even if he doesn't believe me when I say that.) I regret ending things the way I did. It's the regret I hold above all of the regrets I have. Yes, I do have some, not many, but there's some.
Today, I feel worse about it now than I did then, because there's no forgiveness for me for it. And now that it has happened to someone else... well, I feel even worse, because I didn't see the signs that it would happen. I wish I could have done something to make it better, but I know there wasn't anything I could have done. Yet, lower I seem to sink into a desperate pit of suffering because of a stupid, girly, teenage mistake that I made.
Why he ever wanted me back between then and now, I'll never understand. Why he wanted things to start again this time, I don't know. Why he loves me, are reasons that I can't believe. But they are all the reasons that I love him. There's reason upon reason upon reason as to why I love him. The reasons he gives to me are too good to be true. Yet, I hurt him so much. Why?
I don't deserve him... because he can do better.
Friday, January 8, 2010
A Conclusion of Sorts
One night we were walking back to his apartment and we were talking away. I have been considering getting a dslr for a few months now, just to see what it would be like. In response, he said, "You know, I always thought it'd be awesome for a director to date a photographer. It'd be good for a work. Hiring two rather than one." Ever since that night, the idea of me becoming a photographer has grown. At first it was because I thought it would be something fun to try out. Then over Christmas, Tyler had said, to cheer me up one night though he did still mean it, that I take better pictures than some photographers with professional equipment. It made me feel awesome about myself and built up some much needed self-confidence. However, I did take what he said seriously, I just didn't realize how true what he had said was.
A day or so ago, I had been looking through listed photographers in Fredericton. I want to see if I can work with a photographer personally to learn a bit more of the trade. However, I looked through about five of the most local listed photographers work (http://www.chantalarseneau.com/Photography_Fredericton/Photography_Portfolio.html , http://www.karencaseyphotography.com/ , http://www.soulmatesphotography.ca/index2.php ) and was quite surprised. A good photo always pops out to me and I feel the emotions that are being portrayed through a photograph. of all the photos I had looked at, there might have only be two or three PHOTOS that were really good to give me those feelings.
It was in that moment that I realized, "Wow, I can do this." I discovered that I do have potential to become rather good at photography. Mind you, my photos (http://www.flickr.com/photos/jessiroy/) are taken with a basic point and shoot digital camera. While the "professional" photographers are all using good cameras and equipment and computer programs. I don't have the same kind of equipment or skill with the programs, but I learn easily. For the first real time in my life, I have confidence in myself that I can actually do something. I have a direction that I want to go in and I know that I can go that way. There's going to be days when I want to quit and give up, but I'll have friends and Tyler, above all, egging me on, because on the days I don't want to belive in myself, everyone else will be.
Self-confidence...my downfall.
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Just found this out!
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
David Guetta Feat. Akon in "Sexy Chick"
Saturday, January 2, 2010
Opinions?
“Julianne!” Rebeth whispered as she saw the woman turn around the corner. Julianne, quickened her pace as she saw her comrade. “Is anyone following you?” Julianne shook her head. “Good. Quick, follow me.” Rebeth turned and cautiously ran back to the perimeter base.
Upon nearing the outer wall of the base, Rebeth called out like a bird of prey: the red-tailed hawk. Instantly ropes were dropped from the wall. The two women sped as they neared the wall and jumped upon the ropes. The women began climbing as those on the wall began to pull the ropes up.
“Alright, I need to see Pateri.” Julianne stated with urgency as she stood up.
“Follow me.” Rebeth led Julianne into the complex. She took Julianne into a room and then said, “Wait here. I’ll go get him. Take a minute to breath then, pass the message on to him. I’ll be right back.” Rebeth left the room.
Julianne leaned against the wall and went over the message one more time, so she wouldn’t forget from exhaustion. She put her hand in her pocket and felt her lighter. Upon finding her lighter, she remembered her cigarettes, pulled them out, and lit up. She took a deep drag and held it before releasing the smoke into the air. If only her mother saw her now. Back then, Julianne never would have dreamed of smoking. Times were different.
The world had turned to war. People murdered each other for the fun of it. They were recruited to kill. Killing was the way of life. You couldn’t escape it. There was an apocalypse and the only way for people to cope with it the death and horror that it brought, was to kill even more.