tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2916856024444672252024-03-13T15:45:29.329-04:00Avery-HereLe bonheur peut être trouvé, même dans les plus sombres de fois, si l'on ne se souvient que pour allumer la lumière. - Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.Avery Voisinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10548825590499292334noreply@blogger.comBlogger247125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291685602444467225.post-74249301552555981912011-03-26T13:59:00.003-04:002011-03-26T14:46:15.621-04:00The life and times of Willow<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-opagPjk2y_k/TY4prjtubKI/AAAAAAAABao/-rCO5hYnqiA/s1600/116_5142%2B026%2Bwillow.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 329px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-opagPjk2y_k/TY4prjtubKI/AAAAAAAABao/-rCO5hYnqiA/s400/116_5142%2B026%2Bwillow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588450015911505058" border="0" /></a>Hello everyone, Willow here! Avery gave me permission to write on the blog... but now I'm not exactly sure what to write. I guess I'll tell you all a little about myself, since I'm new to school this semester and all.<br /><br />My name is Willow Holland, but I think you already know that. I used to live in Massachusetts, but a few months ago my grandfather passed away and we moved to be closer to the rest of the family, who happen to live right around Mondale Academy. Sometimes I really miss it back home, it was all I ever knew. I had to leave my friends, my school, and sometimes I wish I had never moved. However, I have to admit, Mondale is pretty nice.<br /><br />I'm used to going to public school, so a private boarding academy was definitely a big change, as were the room mates. I share a room with three other girls: Sophia Hamilton, Haydren Insalanco, and Sydney Jacobs. Sophie is a total drama queen, Haydren is a major chatter box, and I really don't know what to think about Sydney yet. I don't know if she's just quiet, but she seems to be giving me the cold shoulder for some reason.<br /><br />Another big adjustment was the work load! I'm taking harder classes now, and there's a lot more homework to do. My favorite class would be biology of course, that and Spanish. I like the subjects to being with, but the teachers are great. Ms. Lafferick is the science teacher, she's a little odd to be honest, but it keeps things interesting. <span style="font-size:100%;">Señor</span> Gwisdala is the Spanish teacher, and he is very nice and upbeat, and has neat games to make learning easier.<br /><br />I wanted to get involved in a as much as I could, so as soon as I enrolled I tried to join a few student organizations. I'm not exactly a sporty person and most of the school teams were already filled, so I looked into any clubs they had. I looked at drama, but I have stage fright so that wouldn't work out. I don't know to play an instrument, so jazz band was out of the question. Things were looking kind of dismal until I spotted a small poster on the news bulletin board. And just my luck, there's an environmental club! I love nature and gardening, as well as biology. I went to a meeting after school, and it's headed by Ms. Lafferick. It's not the most popular thing to be in with only a few students, but it's fun so far. We're doing a recycling project soon, maybe I'll post again about that?<br /><br />Anyways, I've just gotten settled into school life. It feels good to finally be finding my niche. I just hope it will last.<br /><br /><span style=";font-family:mistral;font-size:130%;" >-Willow D. Holland</span>Avery Voisinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10548825590499292334noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291685602444467225.post-78415630202473547122011-03-19T19:16:00.003-04:002011-03-19T19:45:33.334-04:00Remember when...?Remember when....?<br /><br /><ul><li>This blog was actually updated more than once a month, without all of my repetitive "sorry for being absent!" posts?</li><li>Things were written by Avery, and not me?</li><li>It was the dolls' lives posted about, and not me dumping my life story on you guys?</li><li>There were actually pictures of American Girls, and photo stories, and little diary-like entries?</li><li>It was about having fun and not popularity?</li></ul>I miss those days, I honestly do. When I used to make up stories with the girls, take pictures just for enjoyment. When I didn't worry about how many comments or followers or what other people were doing. There's been a lot of "Bringing Back 2009" talk, and that sounds like an excellent idea. I think I'm going to try jumping on the bandwagon here.Avery Voisinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10548825590499292334noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291685602444467225.post-51767600460946123212011-03-11T15:36:00.001-05:002011-03-11T15:41:49.631-05:00Of Sonali and Snow<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0vc9kBdKC_M/TXqIsft5gKI/AAAAAAAABaQ/Tv5A_hMw9gA/s1600/son.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0vc9kBdKC_M/TXqIsft5gKI/AAAAAAAABaQ/Tv5A_hMw9gA/s400/son.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582924986088784034" border="0" /></a>Just when the feet of the snow starts melting, you can see grass, and I can actually walk home on the sidewalks instead of through snowbanks, we get another storm. Lovely. I wish spring were here already. Seriously, I would be happy with forty degree weather. :P<br /><br />But Sonali likes the snow!<br /><br />Short post is short.<br />-BrookeAvery Voisinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10548825590499292334noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291685602444467225.post-88132122029898090532011-02-19T13:48:00.007-05:002011-02-19T18:35:38.239-05:00102 and Willow too!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j6SYDIE-hwU/TWAUoFKK7pI/AAAAAAAABZ4/bX-S9pzVGI0/s1600/willaeg.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 287px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j6SYDIE-hwU/TWAUoFKK7pI/AAAAAAAABZ4/bX-S9pzVGI0/s400/willaeg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575479017496833682" border="0" /></a>Enjoy the rhyme-y, strange title! It reminds me of 'Tippecanoe and Tyler Too!', which is sad since History class really is wearing off on me. I hope people understand that reference, otherwise I'm going to seem more odd than I already do, haha.<br /><br />Anyways, this is a rather important post, since it celebrates Avery-Here's 102 followers - what a great milestone! Thank you all so much for following this blog and putting up with my ramblings, rantings, absences, etc. I means a lot to know that people actually do read this and I'm not just talking to myself. :P<br /><br />In order to celebrate these 102 amazing followers, I planned out an AG post! Finally! I know, I've been terrible with photographing the dolls, which is kind of what this blog is supposed to be all about. I took over for a little while, and I'm sorry about that. I hope to focus more on the AG's soon.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TCI6G3x-sFo/TWAW-rq6XII/AAAAAAAABaA/Jws4-V_YExI/s1600/willae2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TCI6G3x-sFo/TWAW-rq6XII/AAAAAAAABaA/Jws4-V_YExI/s400/willae2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575481604815084674" border="0" /></a><br />I posted about Lanie a while back asking for name suggestions, but kind of left you guys hanging and I haven't mentioned her since then. I've been super busy and haven't had much of a chance to do much with the poor girl. Well, I'm pleased to announce that I now have her name - Willow Delanie Holland. I used Delanie as the middle name so she can also be called Lanie, and I've started calling her Lanie-Bug. :) I was debating on Willow/Willa, but went with Willow since Willa Holland is an actual person/actress that I didn't even know existed. And I've typed <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ffbWDQ_Mmyg/TWAXnjAe2sI/AAAAAAAABaI/Dg3VM2ZqfVA/s1600/willowe.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 159px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ffbWDQ_Mmyg/TWAXnjAe2sI/AAAAAAAABaI/Dg3VM2ZqfVA/s400/willowe.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575482306864274114" border="0" /></a>Willow and Willa so many times that I'm losing the meaning of those words, haha.<br /><br />She's a shy girl, who likes reading and biology and being outdoors, no matter what time of year, though she's glad that the weather is warming up and it's more feasible to be outside. Sadly, that's about all of her personality I have figured out now.<br /><br />So enjoy the pictures of Willow! :) I love cross-process. I usually try not to edit my pictures too much, but I was bored and thought it looked cool.<br /><br />Hope you are all having a wonderful day!<br />-BrookeAvery Voisinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10548825590499292334noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291685602444467225.post-81865835020602695052011-02-09T17:47:00.007-05:002011-02-09T18:56:52.805-05:00Très Bonne<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4112/5432309740_d22e720040_m.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 240px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4112/5432309740_d22e720040_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Très Bonne, muy bien, <span id="result_box" class="short_text" lang="de"><span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">sehr</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">gut, </span></span><span id="result_box" class="short_text" lang="it"><span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">molto</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">buona... however you want to say it, today has been <span style="font-style: italic;">very good.</span> I don't know why, it's just been one of those random great days that I can't really explain the reason why. It's a multitude of things, I guess.<br /></span></span><br />The highlight was burning old papers from classes I had last semester. The most liberating thing ever. I really recommend it, just don't burn your house down. :P Also burned a copy - well, more like singed a few pages - of Atlas Shrugged. You know it's a good day when old homework is toasting in your fireplace and Atlas Shrugged is smoldering and the corner of the cover is crumbling to ash. That sounds really sadistic, but it's true, I'm a raging, psychopathic, pyromaniac. /sarcasm. (Totally kidding. I'm a really sarcastic person, but it doesn't come across very well on the internet. So I thought I'd clarify.)<br /><br />I even got a half ways decent picture today! See above. There's some mild bokeh up in the corner, too. That's they best photo I've gotten in a while, which isn't saying much. I haven't had much time for photography, or the AG's, or blogging (SORRY!), but I was glad to get outside, I trudged through like 15 inches of snow for that picture, and my hands were so numb that I could barely press the shutter. But I suppose it was all worth it. Not the best, but I'm sort of happy with it.<br /><br />Well, I suppose I'd best get started on that mountain of homework waiting for me. Procrastination is beautiful.<br />-Brooke<br /><br />PS: I just realized I have <span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;">100</span> </span>followers! It really is a good day, haha. :O <span style="font-weight: bold;">Thank you so much!</span> I will do a more official post, that is actually AG-center, later.Avery Voisinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10548825590499292334noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291685602444467225.post-6575526354097699022011-01-28T17:13:00.004-05:002011-01-29T16:36:32.637-05:00Midterms.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5053/5396134447_c6f664bdac.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 445px; height: 328px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5053/5396134447_c6f664bdac.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Dear Midterms,<br />I hate you. Good day.<br />Sincerely,<br />-A frustrated exam taker<br />*^That's what is says in the picture, but it's too small to see*<br /><br />Midterms... have been conquered.<br />Exams are officially the worst things on the planet. I literally studied from four o'clock in the afternoon until one in the morning. Not fun. Functioning on only five hours of sleep is not good. But, midterms are now over!<br />And... the good news is that I did awesome! I don't mean to be arrogant or brag or anything, sorry if it comes off that way. I got a 98 (YES! A 98!) on AP Bio, I have no idea how that happened, and a 96 in my advanced math class. All the other subjects I got above a 93. Not bad, not bad at all.<br /> Now I can sleep, not obsess over studying, and be generally less stressed and a more pleasant human being to be around. I turn into a viscous creature during exam times.<br /><br />Between getting my thankfully good exam scores and going to a cafe downtown with a few friends, and tonight watching <span style="font-style: italic;">Bend It Like Beckham</span>, it's a good day.<br /><br />I promise I will take some AG pictures soon! I know I've kind of been taking over this blog and there has been very little actual American Girl posts. :/ Sorry about that!<br />-Brooke<br />*who is a very happy person right now*<br /><br /><br /></div>Avery Voisinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10548825590499292334noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291685602444467225.post-40930213814839952642011-01-15T17:31:00.004-05:002011-01-15T17:45:53.737-05:00A post of anything and everything...<blockquote><div style="text-align: center;">"Some of us think holding on makes us strong, but sometimes it is letting go."<br />-Herman Hesse<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5005/5358444210_8024689127_m.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 232px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5005/5358444210_8024689127_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Ever screwed up so bad and just can't stop thinking about it, reliving it, having it replay over and over in your mind? It's not the greatest feeling.<br /><br />*Sigh*... now that that's out of my system, I will move onto more ramblings. The picture above is of a sun conure, her name is Juliet. She was in the sunlight and preening her feathers and I thought it was most beautiful thing, so I took a quick photos.<br /><br />Thanks for all of your name suggestions for Lanie, I'm still debating over what to call her. I haven't had much time for the AG's lately, unfortunately. Sorry I haven't been doing much posting with them, it's more of a bunch of rants (like this!)<br /><br />I've seen more movies in the past week than I usually do in an entire year. I just don't go to the cinema at all usually, for whatever reason, but I just saw The Voyage of the Dawn Treader and Tron, both in 3D (really, are there any movies not in 3D now?) Anyways, I liked them both, and just thought I would throw that random fact out there.<br /><br />Also, I was bored today, so I threw together a slideshow of pictures to a song that I recently heard. None of the pictures are mine, credit where it is due!<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxHlSA0d4vw18CqYjkp_r9N0hLg1BvCUxq5SLP43hr09KOo1mZ-ETWdr6lByVvjiplVgJqZUfsjfhIFawb2' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />So this post was completely random and kind of pointless, but oh well!<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Adios</span>,<br />-Brooke<br /></div><br /><br /></blockquote>Avery Voisinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10548825590499292334noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291685602444467225.post-6388569689340836562011-01-01T15:57:00.005-05:002011-01-01T17:16:27.518-05:00Meet 'Curls'<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i54.tinypic.com/2ezryar.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 220px;" src="http://i54.tinypic.com/2ezryar.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Lanie has arrived! I'm not sure if I like that name for her, though, so at the moment I'm just calling her 'Curls'. Does anyone have any name suggestions? Something unique, but not totally crazy.<br /><br />I love her hair and her eyes are beautiful. I got her as a Christmas present (the first AG I've gotten for a present in a long time). I hadn't had the time to take pictures until today. And of course, it RAINED. It poured, and melted all of the snow we had, which was several inches. Uh... So I went outside into the dreary snow-less backyard to take some pictures.<br /><br />*warning - this is where the post gets really rant-y and self pity-like XD*<br /><br />Okay, so on the the topic of photographs... mine have really been terrible lately and I find myself having to do a lot of editing just to make them presentable. I try to resize them, but it always makes them blurry. Plus they just haven't been that great to start out with. As far as point and shoots go, I love my Kodak and it has taken some great shots. It's just really fussy half of the time and not getting good pictures at all lately. I find myself really wanting a DSLR when I see all the great photos people take with them, but I know it's probably never going to happen.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0Ul2u5vPuI/TR-Z1kZeo0I/AAAAAAAABZU/-24Ubj_sQ8w/s1600/116_4712%2B008.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0Ul2u5vPuI/TR-Z1kZeo0I/AAAAAAAABZU/-24Ubj_sQ8w/s400/116_4712%2B008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557329610781139778" border="0" /></a> It's frustrating me and I don't know what's up at the moment since every picture I take lately is turning out just plain bad. I guess I'm just in a rut or something.<br /><br />*rant over*<br /><br />Moving on! Anyways, that's "Lanie" - or that's what I'm calling her temporarily. I like the environmental part of her story, I think I'll build off of that. I've been progressively thinning out my collection and not really talking about it much. I forgot the 'new doll hype' feeling, if you know what I mean. :D Sorry, that sounds really greedy/materialistic.<br /><br />Well, I'm still not sure on names, so if you have any suggestions, be sure to comment!<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">-</span>BrookeAvery Voisinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10548825590499292334noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291685602444467225.post-30514965983956124992010-12-27T19:03:00.001-05:002010-12-27T19:06:19.651-05:00Two YearsIt's Avery-Here's second blog-o-versary (yes... I made that word up). I can't believe it's been two years since I started this blog. I can tell how much my writing/photography has really improved. Seriously. It's drastic. :P As much as I hate this saying - time really does fly with you're having fun. Thank you to all my readers who put up with my long absences, rants, terrible posts and photos, etc. I really do appreciate it. I wish I could give you all a gold star and a cookie.<br /><br />I hope everyone is having a happy holiday and new year! A post to come in the near future with my Christmas gift and the newest arrival. Aha, suspense!<br />-BrookeAvery Voisinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10548825590499292334noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291685602444467225.post-50317815974361034492010-12-25T16:54:00.002-05:002010-12-25T16:57:17.771-05:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5249/5291491788_e50bcc6567.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 385px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5249/5291491788_e50bcc6567.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div><h1 style="margin: 0pt; font-size: 12px; text-align: center;">Art evokes the mystery without which the world would not exist. - Rene Magritte</h1><div style="text-align: center;">(larger flickr version <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/41537871@N03/5291491788/">here</a>)<br />---<br />I really like how this turned out (my favorite photo in a while). I was playing around with settings on my camera, and somehow I made the pictures all very dark. With some minor editing in color, softening, and text, this was the result!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">---<br />Happy holidays, everyone! :)<br />-Brooke, Avery, and the gang<br /></div>Avery Voisinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10548825590499292334noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291685602444467225.post-79225972145081876422010-12-19T14:14:00.005-05:002010-12-19T14:44:11.386-05:00Snowy Days (and random pictures)<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0Ul2u5vPuI/TQ5eygS0NmI/AAAAAAAABY4/GxHV7LLvLw8/s1600/liz1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 158px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0Ul2u5vPuI/TQ5eygS0NmI/AAAAAAAABY4/GxHV7LLvLw8/s400/liz1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552479612349724258" border="0" /></a>Finally, some snow pictures! There has been a huge amount of snow where I live for the last week or so, but I'm just now finding the time to take pictures. And these photos are <span style="font-style: italic;">horrible</span>. I cannot find my camera so I had to use an old one that is broken, but still sort of works, haha! Anyways, this is Elizabeth in the woods. She's wearing Felicity's holiday gown, but I always thought AG messed up and switched Elizabeth and Felicity's dresses around. (Elizabeth looks better in blue, and Felicity looks better in green. Just my opinion. :/)<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0Ul2u5vPuI/TQ5ey7-4hHI/AAAAAAAABZA/QJxNAhf5Gww/s1600/liz2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0Ul2u5vPuI/TQ5ey7-4hHI/AAAAAAAABZA/QJxNAhf5Gww/s400/liz2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552479619782313074" border="0" /></a>Now for the random pictures part! Insert random inspirational pictures here! I'm too lazy to make a separate post... :P<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0Ul2u5vPuI/TQ5a0JXDF-I/AAAAAAAABYw/No0bxYeS4VU/s1600/inspiration.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0Ul2u5vPuI/TQ5a0JXDF-I/AAAAAAAABYw/No0bxYeS4VU/s400/inspiration.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552475242506688482" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0Ul2u5vPuI/TQ5f70aHbgI/AAAAAAAABZI/aglto8hblis/s1600/inspiration2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 326px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0Ul2u5vPuI/TQ5f70aHbgI/AAAAAAAABZI/aglto8hblis/s400/inspiration2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552480871879503362" border="0" /></a><br />Happy Holidays,<br />-Brooke<br /></div>Avery Voisinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10548825590499292334noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291685602444467225.post-76762536079392084172010-12-13T19:02:00.004-05:002010-12-13T19:16:28.133-05:00Randomness<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DuAyXr1IpKc/TQa0cu22MhI/AAAAAAAAAS4/2ztXDJglN14/s1600/116_4188%2B016.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DuAyXr1IpKc/TQa0cu22MhI/AAAAAAAAAS4/2ztXDJglN14/s400/116_4188%2B016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550321996488126994" border="0" /></a>This post is exactly what the title entails - randomness! I'm bored and haven't updated in a while, so thought I would ramble a little bit. A huge storm hit last night and there's so much snow. It looks like a winter wonderland. I was going to take pictures, but I was too lazy and it is freezing (below 0 degrees Fahrenheit with wind chill - brrr!). So, instead I include the sunny, warm picture of a horse that I took what seems like ages ago when I was on vacation. Yeah, I literally walked down the road from the beach to this pasture on the side of the road and took a picture. I'm weird like that.<br /><br />Things are pretty good, I'd like to say. (I. Did. Awesome. In. Exams. :D :D :D x1,000. I would brag for a second, but I really don't want to for fear of coming off as arrogant/selfish/all that other stuff.) The holidays are coming up, and that means sort of a break. Hopefully I'll get some posts/photos in.<br /><br />I LOVE THE WHIFFENPOOFS. Specifically BEN WEXLER. ♥Yeah... that was weird. I think I owe some explanation to that statement. Well, I'm not a huge fan of TV in general, pretty much everything is terrible, especially reality shows. But NBC's "The Sing Off" caught my interest. It's an a capella singing competition. One of the competitors were the group from Yale called the Whiffenpoofs. I love their voices and the arrangements. :) They were eliminated, but now I'm addicted to them, haha. Sorry for the random "fangirling". Speaking of Yale (the Whiffs' are a collegiate group that has been around for over a century), wouldn't that be an awesome school to go to? It's one of the top in country. I doubt I'll be admitted there anytime soon, though.<br /><br />Well, there you have it. Rambling at its finest.<br />Over and out,<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">-</span>Brooke<br /><br />PS: My youtube channel is undergoing some modification, so no videos are up right now. They're still "out there" if you search, just the module that shows them isn't applied to my channel. No worries. ;)Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09589265600379384048noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291685602444467225.post-58148635685545583062010-11-29T18:38:00.005-05:002010-11-29T21:30:27.837-05:00La Lumière de la Vie<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5163/5218887051_80a5f21baf.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 307px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5163/5218887051_80a5f21baf.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Life is a lot like candle light<br />So vibrant and bright<br />But so easily snuffed out.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Rest In Peace E.L. ♥</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">[an acquaintance of mine who passed away from a car accident. D': ]</span><br /><br /><br /></div>Avery Voisinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10548825590499292334noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291685602444467225.post-12248103357201844042010-11-27T18:14:00.004-05:002010-11-27T18:28:19.251-05:00The Tridge<div style="text-align: center;">What is a 'Tridge', you may ask? Well, it is just what it sounds like. A <a href="http://www.midland-mi.org/midland/aboutmidland2_files/Tridge.jpg">bridge with three spans!</a> (Picture is not mine, but I hope it helps give a better picture of what the Tridge actually is.)<br />It's quite cool, actually. Last weekend I was in the town where it was located and shot some pictures. I have to say I'm <span style="font-style: italic;">very</span> pleased with how they turned out. These are all SOOC (Straight Out Of Camera) - meaning there was no editing! All I did was crop them and give them the sepia tone (yeah.. I'm addicted to black and white/sepia). Honestly, I usually do a little bit of color-enhancement, contrast, adjust the brightness levels, etc. Just making small tweaks that improve the photo, but these I really didn't want to, or need to. I think these are my best photos in a long time.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5047/5212141531_2f8038c8b0_z.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 471px; height: 324px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5047/5212141531_2f8038c8b0_z.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />This is a view from the bank of the river. I like how the branches of the tree sort of 'frame' the photo. The texture from the smooth and rippling water is nice as well.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4090/5212179863_8dda2f496c_z.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 476px; height: 350px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4090/5212179863_8dda2f496c_z.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />This is a picture standing at the entry to go on to one of the spans. The walkway sort of leads in to the distance in this shot, which I like. It's a foot bridge - meaning only walking, or biking, roller blading, etc. I love the light and the shadows, it creates a lot of good, contrasting lines.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5009/5212861236_b81656699f_z.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 471px; height: 315px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5009/5212861236_b81656699f_z.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />The last and final of the three best shots of the day. This one is darker than the other ones, but I think it has the best picture of the water. The reflection is perfect! When I looked at the thumbnail, it almost looked upside down since it's such a mirror image in the water. The brambles of twigs creep up the edge of the photo, too.<br /><br />---<br /><br />Well, some more photography. I really like these three shots for some reason, I'm not why. Hope you enjoy them as well!<br />-Brooke<br /><br /></div>Avery Voisinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10548825590499292334noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291685602444467225.post-69698905541488386532010-11-26T14:44:00.003-05:002010-11-26T14:49:53.711-05:00Can You See Me?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5004/5209880880_edeb26e427.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 273px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5004/5209880880_edeb26e427.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Can you see me<br />Through the ivy<br />Climbing up the wall?<br /><br />Can you see me<br />Through the raindrops<br />Falling to the ground?<br /><br />Can you see me<br />Through the sun light<br />Glinting up above?<br /><br />Can you see me<br />In your dreams<br />When I catch you as you fall?<br /><br />---<br /><br />I know, I know, it's becoming a terrible habit of mine to post in poem form. I hope my awful writing doesn't annoy you all too much. But this is a post, none the less! Two in the past few days, that's pretty good for me, haha! Anyways, I have a shed in my yard and it has these vines growing up the sides. I was outside yesterday looking for a place to take a picture, and I realized I could take it there! It's a really nice place, actually, I'm sorry I didn't think of it sooner.Avery Voisinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10548825590499292334noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291685602444467225.post-36335159774511475302010-11-24T13:56:00.007-05:002010-11-24T14:49:04.104-05:00Black And White<div style="text-align: center;">"Black and white are starkly different, but they make many shades of gray."-<span style="font-style: italic;">Moi</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5284/5204352953_a582cef739.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 427px; height: 320px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5284/5204352953_a582cef739.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>A glance around me shows<br />The world is content,<br />Yet I am not.<br />The distant thought hiding<br />Will not surface.<br /><br />The world is not simply<br />Made of good and evil<br />Right and wrong.<br />Black and white.<br />So many things lie in between.<br /><br />My shell, my armor<br />May protect my physical being,<br />But it cannot protect my mentality.<br /><br />What is worth it?<br />Worth the tears, the sacrifice?<br />They say it's the<br />The simple beauties.<br />The everyday miracles.<br />But even I<br />No longer see the novelty.<br /><br />Empty.<br />Broken.<br />I am.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2709/4491189975_67804396a0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 427px; height: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2709/4491189975_67804396a0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Well... that was rather depressing, wasn't it? Yeah, sorry for the dark poem up there. ^-^ I'm not suicidal or anything, I promise. The inspiration just kind of hit me. Black and white photos usually do that - inspire. I don't think it's a big secret that I love black and white photography. It's an unhealthy obsession, haha! I think it's classy, elegant, vintage, and has an feeling of mystery as well.<br /><br />Some photos just demand to be taken in these tones, like the ones I included. These are the last in my secret storage of never-before-seen photos. I took them Spring of 2010, but just for myself. I didn't think they turned out very well (the first one looks like an illustration?) but since I've neglected this blog so much, I decided to post them.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4046/4491085025_e2af64bd0f_z.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 427px; height: 320px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4046/4491085025_e2af64bd0f_z.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Anyways, I again apologize for the lack of posts, but in this one I'm going to bore you with random facts about myself! Yipee! In light of a recent lovely (sarcasm - it was really troll-ish) message I received on flickr, I'm in a pretty good mood. Well that's a contradictory sentence, now isn't it? People who try to insult you 'lyk dis' amuse me and I find it pretty funny. My troubles seem quite small after I hear those crazies. It's like a good friend of mine said "Every time I read something like that, it reminds how stupid all the people are around me." Not implying that those reading this or stupid, or anything. I think you get the point. :)<br />So, I feel like I rant about everything and have had this blog for almost two years, yet no one really knows all that much about me outside of the AG's. I thought I would share some random facts about myself, not like anyone really cares...<br /><br />Now for the fun part! Random facts:<br /><ul><li>AP Bio is my favorite school subject. It's an insane amount of work, but I love it!</li><li>I've met the man who was the first person to teach genetics in Russia.<br /></li><li>I'm a nerd. Plain and simple. Which is why I find the above fact interesting.<br /></li><li>My birthday is September 11th. :/<br /></li><li>I could eat raw cookie dough until I barf :P</li><li>I've never dyed my hair.</li><li>I love Harry Potter (hopefully seeing the seventh movie this weekend)</li><li>Glee is my guilty pleasure. Every time I see it, I think how stupid it is, but yet there I am, watching it and having a smile on my face.<br /></li><li>I'm really, <span style="font-style: italic;">really</span> socially awkward, shy, and quiet in real life.</li><li>I like creative writing, but I never finish any stories I start.</li><li>I wish I could draw figures, like people. I'm a decent artist, but anywhere near as good as I'd like.</li><li>All my grandparents have passed away.</li><li>Chinese movies are the most hilarious things on the planet.<br /></li><li>I've never gotten less than an A- on a report card. :D</li><li>I play soccer, volleyball, basketball, and run cross country.</li><li>Jeopardy! is an awesome show.</li><li>I love band!<br /></li><li>I'm a fan of anti-humor, the punch line of a joke is so logical it's funny. Example - "What does the man say when he burns his finger on the stove? Ouch, that hurt!" "What's red and has the consistency of blue paint? Red paint." <span style="font-size:78%;">... Reading this, it sounds really stupid. I guess it's a QB thing.</span></li><li><span style="font-size:100%;">I've never broken a bone.</span></li><li><span style="font-size:100%;">I'm a terrible dancer. Emphasis on the terrible.<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:100%;">I haven't worn a dress in... who knows how long.</span></li><li><span style="font-size:100%;">I've jumped 20 feet off of a cliff/ledge and into a river. It's pretty exhilarating, not 'gonna lie. ;D</span></li></ul><div style="text-align: left;">Okay, congratulations if you actually read through all that. Thank you if read through it, and actually cared and/ or found it weird/interesting/random. Well, I was bored and had nothing else to do. (Well actually, I have a lot of stuff to do but I'm procrastinating...)<br /><br />Over and out!<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">-</span>Brooke<br /><br />*Disclaimer: Not that they're much to begin with, and I think you're crazy if you want to steal them, but all quotes, poems, and pictures are my property!<br /></div></div>Avery Voisinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10548825590499292334noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291685602444467225.post-61534576358274070392010-11-20T17:03:00.003-05:002010-11-20T17:08:24.818-05:00Cricket Chirp? Echo?I feel bad. Just plain bad. I haven't updated in over four weeks! That's absolutely terrible, and I'm so sorry. And even in this post to say sorry, I don't even have anything of relevance. No photos, no stories, nothing. The AG's haven't gotten much attention lately. I'm very busy. Mainly school work, especially AP Bio. I love it to death, but and it's a very large course load. Eek! College!<br /><br />Hopefully during Thanksgiving Break I'll have some free time for pictures and posts.<br />-BrookeAvery Voisinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10548825590499292334noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291685602444467225.post-37626349790501333102010-10-22T16:59:00.003-04:002010-10-22T16:59:00.521-04:00Lissie in the Autumn<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0Ul2u5vPuI/TL4Ht_4eD1I/AAAAAAAABYU/iN-hukLuNWE/s1600/felicity2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0Ul2u5vPuI/TL4Ht_4eD1I/AAAAAAAABYU/iN-hukLuNWE/s320/felicity2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529865879281340242" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">The coppery leaves<br />Match her hair<br />As it blows gently in the cool breeze.<br /><br />Her yellow skirt ruffles<br />Butter-colored leaves chasing at her hem<br />It is autumn.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0Ul2u5vPuI/TL4GuztpLpI/AAAAAAAABYM/qSiA-Syjfng/s1600/felicity2.jpg"><br /></a></div>Avery Voisinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10548825590499292334noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291685602444467225.post-26130631002718444122010-10-19T16:32:00.003-04:002010-10-19T16:37:52.883-04:00Here We Go Again<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0Ul2u5vPuI/TL4AomnPn1I/AAAAAAAABYE/oPJkRs6oCfQ/s1600/ivyedit.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0Ul2u5vPuI/TL4AomnPn1I/AAAAAAAABYE/oPJkRs6oCfQ/s400/ivyedit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529858090017464146" border="0" /></a><br />It seems like these posts are almost routine now. By this time you get the drill, this is the usual post that says "So sorry I haven't posted very much I'm just so busy!" And that's exactly the case. College classes suck up a lot of your time, not to mention extra curricular activities, friends/family, etc.<br /><br />So in a way I'm sorry, but in another way I'm not because school comes first and posting on this blog isn't necessary. :(<br /><br />Anyways, I haven't been able to spend much time with the dolls lately. I'm busy, but I feel myself drifting away from them, like how I drifted away in 2007. A part of me wants to get Lanie and some Felicity things, but a part of me is screaming "NO! You're just going to grow out of it soon so why even bother?!" That's the thing with AG. It's turned me into a consumer-machine, always wanting more and more. It's saddening to think about.<br /><br />Anyways, apologies for being non-existent. :(<br />Included is a (semi) recent picture of Ivy to make this post somewhat relevant. I know these posts are nonsense and everyone hates reading them, sorry for that too.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">-Brooke</span>Avery Voisinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10548825590499292334noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291685602444467225.post-37958644459900252032010-10-05T16:40:00.002-04:002010-10-05T16:45:35.619-04:00Explored? What? :)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0Ul2u5vPuI/TKuNbt5QEpI/AAAAAAAABXw/i7uejDPWvsI/s1600/leaves2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 360px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0Ul2u5vPuI/TKuNbt5QEpI/AAAAAAAABXw/i7uejDPWvsI/s400/leaves2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524664875215753874" border="0" /></a><br />Yes, this photo was explored on flickr! :) It is of autumn leaves in my backyard. I'm so proud of my little Kodak point and shoot. You see that? It's bokeh! haha<br />This is quite the good news. I had no idea, so it is great to hear. It couldn't have come at a better moment.<br /><br />So, just thought I'd share. I still have another post planned for this week. Yay for spare time!<br /><br />-"Brooke"<br />^Someone asked me in a message a while ago, and no it's not my real name. Just a pseudonym that I use for online and when I write. I just thought I'd address that. :)Avery Voisinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10548825590499292334noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291685602444467225.post-2002413103678205472010-10-03T15:18:00.007-04:002010-10-03T16:24:24.374-04:00Floraison Octobre<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Floraison Octobre</span> - <span style="font-style: italic;">Blooming October</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4149/5048545286_bf468d9477.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 305px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4149/5048545286_bf468d9477.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4097/5048565738_318302d06d.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 305px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4097/5048565738_318302d06d.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">...<br /></span><span style=";font-family:script;font-size:130%;" >And that was the day that I promised</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:script;font-size:130%;" >I'd never sing of love</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:script;font-size:130%;" >If it does not exist</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />...<br /></span><span style=";font-family:script;font-size:130%;" >Maybe I know, somewhere</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:script;font-size:130%;" >Deep in my soul</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:script;font-size:130%;" >That love never lasts</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:script;font-size:130%;" >And we're got to find other ways</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:script;font-size:130%;" >To make it alone</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:script;font-size:130%;" >Keep a straight face</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />...<br /></span><span style=";font-family:script;font-size:130%;" >And I've always lived like this</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:script;font-size:130%;" >Keeping a comfortable, distance</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:script;font-size:130%;" >And up until now</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:script;font-size:130%;" >I had sworn to myself that I'm</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:script;font-size:130%;" >Content with loneliness</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />...<br /></span><span style=";font-family:script;font-size:130%;" >Because none of it was ever worth the risk</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />...<br /></span><span style=";font-family:script;font-size:130%;" >I've got a tight grip on reality</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:script;font-size:130%;" > But I can't</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:script;font-size:130%;" > Let go of what's in front of me here</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:script;font-size:130%;" > I know you're leaving</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:script;font-size:130%;" > In the morning, when you wake up</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:script;font-size:130%;" > Leave me with some kind of proof it's not a dream</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />...<br /></span><span style=";font-family:script;font-size:130%;" >You are the only exception</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:script;font-size:130%;" > You are the only exception</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:script;font-size:130%;" > You are the only exception</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:script;font-size:130%;" > You are the only exception</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:script;font-size:130%;" > </span><span style="font-size:130%;">...<br /></span><span style=";font-family:script;font-size:130%;" >And I'm on my way to believing</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:script;font-size:130%;" > Oh, And I'm on my way to believing</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">...</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;">[I'm a fairly depressing mood for some reason. It's a combination of things (but I'm not getting into that... not that you'd want to hear it anyways) along with the weather. Cold, rainy, and windy.<br />The pictures above are the same, taken earlier this summer. I was bored so uploaded them, did some editing, and tada!<br />The one of the left reflects a more jubilant mood, the one on the right represents my current depressed feeling.<br />The Lyrics are <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ojKe7VLj_UU&feature=player_embedded">The Only Exception - Paramore</a>. I heard this song on the radio a while ago (I knew it before Glee... so yeah) and I really liked it. I'm trying to learn it on piano, though that's pretty much a failure.<br /> Sorry for my selective copying down of lyrics, I left some chorus out and a few lines of the verse. Don't shoot me.<br />Sorry for not posting much too. AP Bio's a killer. Along with the rest of my busy schedule.<br />I do have a photo or two in store for this week, though. Not that anyone reads this blog much anymore, haha! It's been neglected lately, and not even about AG's (but the upcoming photos are!). Sorry about that. And sorry for all the apologizing :P , I just feel I need to.]<br />[[-Brooke]]<br /></span></div></div>Avery Voisinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10548825590499292334noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291685602444467225.post-3448856201671044602010-09-27T20:54:00.002-04:002010-09-27T21:01:23.644-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4141/4936497944_df5e1a6c87.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 284px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4141/4936497944_df5e1a6c87.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Hello, anybody home? Yes, we're here. But demanding schedule equals little time for pictures or blogging. :( Sorry for being non-existent, hopefully things will settle down and on the weekend there may, or may not be time for a small post or a photo or two.<br /><br />Included is a fairly old shot of my cat from the summer. It was on flickr, so some of you may have seen it before. But I felt the need to include something of relevance.<br /><br />-BrookeAvery Voisinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10548825590499292334noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291685602444467225.post-66985168147621480072010-09-06T19:07:00.004-04:002010-09-06T19:16:40.457-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0Ul2u5vPuI/TIV0R2vmpGI/AAAAAAAABXA/pYsx4tCOyco/s1600/gwen.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0Ul2u5vPuI/TIV0R2vmpGI/AAAAAAAABXA/pYsx4tCOyco/s400/gwen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513941168886817890" border="0" /></a><br />Going back to school is like a rainbow. You have the dismal rain and dark skies, but then there's those short beams of sunshine and the rays of colorful light that make it all worth it.<br /><br />That's how I'm feeling at the moment. I'm not quite sure how to feel about going to a new school. In a way I'm excited and can't wait, and in another way I'm sad to leave my friends and am dreading all the work that the school year will bring.<br /><br />It is back-to-school-eve (yes, I made that up) and I'm just getting the finishing touches done. I'm moved into my dorm room and share it with a few girls that seem all right. I have my backpack ready to go and I checked out my textbooks yesterday. All that's left is tomorrow, the first day!<br /><br />Wish me luck,<br /><span style="font-family:script;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:78%;">-</span> Avery Voisin<br /><br /></span></span>PS: The photo included is of Gwen outside on the porch this evening. Isn't she lovely? :)<br /><span style="font-family:script;"><br /></span>Avery Voisinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10548825590499292334noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291685602444467225.post-79165739580070535842010-09-02T09:50:00.008-04:002010-09-03T14:32:44.565-04:00School<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0Ul2u5vPuI/TH-xWRP2yNI/AAAAAAAABW4/KxKbemz1z1M/s1600/school+001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 110px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g0Ul2u5vPuI/TH-xWRP2yNI/AAAAAAAABW4/KxKbemz1z1M/s400/school+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512319465069922514" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">{Hello, all! This is guest blogger Marisol.</span>}<br /><br />School and the frantic behavior that always accompanies first day back is upon us. Everyone is scrambling to get moved into their dorms and get ready, while catching up with old friends they haven't seen over summer. It's a slightly crazy time, these last few days before school begins. Mondale starts on the seventh! It's hard to believe we're so close to starting back up. Summer passed by very fast, in my opinion. I went back to Illinois to see my family and some old friends.<br /><br />I love my schedule this year. I'm taking gym and Spanish as my electives along with dancing as an extra curricular (our school has a club/organization for just about everything) plus the required subjects of course. I have quite a few classes with friends! I'm also in a dorm room where I know many of the other girls from last year.<br /><br />Well, I must continue getting my school books and preparing for the first day!<br /><br /><em>Adiós</em>,<span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:script;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">~</span>Marisol Isabella Luna<span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">~</span> </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br />{A note from the human: I'm sorry that the picture is absolutely horrid. It was dark and came out blurry, but I managed to make it presentable. Barely. So sorry about the bad quality and small size of the picture! Also, the books behind her are mine... and in no way are they textbooks. :P }</span>Avery Voisinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10548825590499292334noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291685602444467225.post-61137011310936838942010-08-27T14:08:00.005-04:002010-08-27T14:33:20.055-04:00Felicity & Elizabeth<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i36.tinypic.com/2ey9sat.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 264px;" src="http://i36.tinypic.com/2ey9sat.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>"Elizabeth?" the redhead asked, looking over to the girl doing her sewing.<br /><br />"Yes, Felicity?" she responded, setting down her needle and thread and looking towards her friend.<br /><br />"It's a wonderful day, we should go outside," Felicity proposed, a smile spreading across her face. She loved to run around the field, picking flowers and climbing trees. The warm sunny day was especially inviting, and she did not want to be stuffed up indoors.<br /><br />"That sounds nice," Elizabeth said. "Just let me get my bonnet and shoes and I'll be right out."<br /><br />"Lizzie, you don't need those! No one is watching," Felicity said, eager to get outside. She gave the blond a pleading look.<br /><br />"Oh, all right." Elizabeth gave in after a bit of thought and followed Felicity out the door and into the fresh air. Lissie could always end up convincing her. She really was a bad influence, breaking most of the rules set forth, but the two always wound up having a good time and nothing else seemed to matter.<br /><br />Outside, the girls were free to do as they wish. Running around barefoot with the sun on their cheeks, because they were in their own world having fun where nothing was expected of them.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i35.tinypic.com/2egcncp.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 164px;" src="http://i35.tinypic.com/2egcncp.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">{A short tribute of sorts to these two lovely ladies. Word on the street is they're being archived. D': I didn't want to do the usual "OMG they're gone!" post, but something that embraces the dolls' characters and history, etc. and does not focus on the archival, but the dolls themselves. If that makes any sense. Something tells me I've put too much thought into this. -Brooke}</span>Avery Voisinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10548825590499292334noreply@blogger.com7