Monday, 23 April 2012
Wonder Women: The Strength to Stop Trains
Hello everyone, I have been designing the front and back covers of my school's yearbook. Since we are a Christian School my publisher did not want to have a normal Mosque on the front. He wished for the Hagia Sofia which under the reign of Constantine and Justine was a Church, but was later transformed into a mosque when the Ottoman's took over. At the present time it is a Museum open to the public. My Father verbally gave my Mother dearest and I directions to get to Keskin and the Hagi Sofia. He sent us on our way. This was the first time my mother and I had gone by ourselves. Especially as far as Eminonu. We took the 14BK as planned and at this point we had no problems, but it was raining which would not have made for a good photograph. As the day carried on the rain ceased bringing out the face of the sun. We got onto the boat with no trouble and were able to get off at the right stop with the help of one of the staff. We arrived at Keskin with ease. We ran into my friend from school called Joanna. We bought a bunch of items that only cost us 17 liras. We then proceeded to have lunch where we met someone who was on the film crew for the new movie JAMES BOND and also a confused Burger King manager that believed he WAS James Bond. At lunch my mother and I joked about running into Daniel Craig, but sadly...we didn't. We arrived at Hagi Sofia and I began to study it, looking for the best angle. As I went on taking photographs...my mother caught the attnetion of what she calls a "Creepy creepy creepy guy". I was also able to speak with him in Spanish, which was quite interesting. While I was working several guys attempted to hit on me and my mother. We did not know english at those periods in time. As we were walking back to the park to take photographs of the Bospherous an electric tram was going by on the track when all of a sudden I realized a man with a thick handel bar mustache, dressed in cowboy appreal, had tied a young women to the tracks. I jumped in front of the tram pressing my hands against the front and planting my feet on hard on the tracks. I used all of my strength and the train roared to a hault. I had saved the young girls life. I was a hero. *Auto footage correction - Initiated* Kirstie steps onto the tracks for a few seconds. Train stops. Driver gets angry and curses under his breath. Kirstie is embarrassed and proceeds to hide in the park. *End of footage*Oooookay...so maybe that's a slightly stretch truth but, my side of the story seems more realistic.(; Forever Yours, Wonder Woman (Kirstie). 
Saturday, 31 March 2012
My Imperfections Compose My Composure.
Hiya Everyone,
I was assigned to write a sonnet for my Heroes Literature class and chose to share what the out come was. I hope you enjoy it(:
My Imperfections Compose My Composure (Sonnet one);
A blank Canvas collides with my brush
A masterpiece must start with a single stroke
The brush wonderfully composes leaving me with a rush
I have an eccentric imagination, I am of the Art folk
Can I, too, be beautifully crafted into a work of art?
Creativity, God, and I flowing in and out
Together forever and never to part
With all my imperfections, taunting does flout
A mirror, broken and distorted, show me my image
Once more I beg God show me your life
Hating my reflection, leaves my body to disgrace of damage
Walking, living, breathing I have to survive
I can be, truly both things he has made me to be
Both an Artist and beautiful masterpiece
I was assigned to write a sonnet for my Heroes Literature class and chose to share what the out come was. I hope you enjoy it(:
My Imperfections Compose My Composure (Sonnet one);
A blank Canvas collides with my brush
A masterpiece must start with a single stroke
The brush wonderfully composes leaving me with a rush
I have an eccentric imagination, I am of the Art folk
Can I, too, be beautifully crafted into a work of art?
Creativity, God, and I flowing in and out
Together forever and never to part
With all my imperfections, taunting does flout
A mirror, broken and distorted, show me my image
Once more I beg God show me your life
Hating my reflection, leaves my body to disgrace of damage
Walking, living, breathing I have to survive
I can be, truly both things he has made me to be
Both an Artist and beautiful masterpiece
Thursday, 15 March 2012
What's in Kirstie's Camera?
Hiya,
It has been snowing in my city on and off since January.
This has been a great opertunity for a thriving photographer like me. I have also made a first draft cover of my school's Yearbook, which carries the theme of a Magazine. The cover has been designed baring that in mind.
A drawing from a Rembrant Exhibition:
I also had to make a cake in Spanish according to directions in Spanish and I thought you might enjoy my cullinary masterpeice.
Forever Yours,
Kirstie.
It has been snowing in my city on and off since January.
This has been a great opertunity for a thriving photographer like me. I have also made a first draft cover of my school's Yearbook, which carries the theme of a Magazine. The cover has been designed baring that in mind.
A drawing from a Rembrant Exhibition:
I also had to make a cake in Spanish according to directions in Spanish and I thought you might enjoy my cullinary masterpeice.
Forever Yours,
Kirstie.
Valentines Day...
Hiya,
I was reading Shakespeare's Macbeth on my seventeenth Valentines day single. Valentine's day is a good day to show someone you love affection, but for the average single indvidual it's a wonderful chance to stuff your face with candy. I had the pleasure of recieve lots of candy grams from guys in IGA.
I found some interesting pick-up line that I would like to share with you.
Enjoy(:
1. Is that Cupid in your pocket, or do you just have really weirdly-shaped pants?
2. You break my heart into 15 unique, chewable pieces, just like a Whitman's Sampler.
3. When I look at you, I see more stars than are in that Valentine's Day movie.
4. A date with me would be at least marginally better than eating bag after bag of those weirdly chalky heart candies with sayings on them.
5. You never make me watch reality dating shows. I think I love you.
6. I choo-choo-choose you.
7. You, me, and 20 awesome cat videos. Whaddya say?
8. You smell much better than my cousin. We should go out!
9. If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put "U" and "I" together...mostly because things would be easier if vowels were in closer proximity to each other.
10. You've stolen my heart. Literally. Blood...loss...[passes out]
11. You've got long hair, so you're a) a girl or b) a dude who loves metal. Either way, let's get this Valentine's party started.
12. This annual human affection ritual is of interest to my speci—uh, "me." Let the mating and mutual consumption of each other's eye orbs commence.
13. You're a cool cation. We should bond. Ionically, that is.
14. Let's celebrate the holiday! You should come over, hang out, and let me chew on your face in the good way.
15. I'm a vampire and we just met, so we can't actually, you know, do much. On the upside, I can glower annoyingly and watch you while you sleep. Be my Valentine?
Love,
Kirstie.
P.s. I appoligize for the tardines of this post...
I am trying to out post my mom. xD
I was reading Shakespeare's Macbeth on my seventeenth Valentines day single. Valentine's day is a good day to show someone you love affection, but for the average single indvidual it's a wonderful chance to stuff your face with candy. I had the pleasure of recieve lots of candy grams from guys in IGA.
I found some interesting pick-up line that I would like to share with you.
Enjoy(:
1. Is that Cupid in your pocket, or do you just have really weirdly-shaped pants?
2. You break my heart into 15 unique, chewable pieces, just like a Whitman's Sampler.
3. When I look at you, I see more stars than are in that Valentine's Day movie.
4. A date with me would be at least marginally better than eating bag after bag of those weirdly chalky heart candies with sayings on them.
5. You never make me watch reality dating shows. I think I love you.
6. I choo-choo-choose you.
7. You, me, and 20 awesome cat videos. Whaddya say?
8. You smell much better than my cousin. We should go out!
9. If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put "U" and "I" together...mostly because things would be easier if vowels were in closer proximity to each other.
10. You've stolen my heart. Literally. Blood...loss...[passes out]
11. You've got long hair, so you're a) a girl or b) a dude who loves metal. Either way, let's get this Valentine's party started.
12. This annual human affection ritual is of interest to my speci—uh, "me." Let the mating and mutual consumption of each other's eye orbs commence.
13. You're a cool cation. We should bond. Ionically, that is.
14. Let's celebrate the holiday! You should come over, hang out, and let me chew on your face in the good way.
15. I'm a vampire and we just met, so we can't actually, you know, do much. On the upside, I can glower annoyingly and watch you while you sleep. Be my Valentine?
Love,
Kirstie.
P.s. I appoligize for the tardines of this post...
I am trying to out post my mom. xD
Monday, 17 October 2011
Jamie Hubley, Gay 15-Year-Old Ottawa, Canada Teen Commits Suicide. Could we have stopped it?
Jamie Hubley, a gay 15 year old from Ottawa, Canada, committed suicide on Friday.
The 10th grade student documented his life, including his depression and the hardships of being a gay teen, in a blog, reports the Ottawa Citizen.
The blog, called "You Can't Break... When You're Already Broken" featured posts with numerous references to and photos of self harm and cutting, pictures of guys kissing and mentions of wanting a boyfriend, and bleak, ominous messages like "Sometimes I wish the breeze would just take me with it," "The only thing worse than being hated is being ignored. At least when they hate you they treat you like you exist," and "Suicides is always an option."
Other posts revealed how difficult school was for Hubley:
"I hate being the only open gay guy in my school… It f***ing sucks, I really want to end it. Like all of it, I not getting better theres 3 more years of highschool left, Iv been on 4 different anti -depressants, none of them worked. I’v been depressed since january, How f***ing long is this going to last. People said “It gets better”. Its f***ing bull****. I go to see psychologist, What the f*** are they suppost to f***ing do? All I do is talk about problems, it doesnt make them dissapear?? I give up."
His last post, which he wrote on Friday, paints a heartbreaking portrait of a boy looking for -- and ultimately unable to find -- acceptance:
Im a casualty of love.
Well, Im tired of life really. Its so hard, Im sorry, I cant take it anymore.
First Id like to mention my friends Nancy, Abby, Colleen, jemma, and Kasia
Being sad is sad : /. I’v been like this for way to long. I cant stand school, I cant stand earth, I cant stand society, I cant stand the scars on my arms, I cant f***ing stand any f***ing thing.
I dont want my parents to think this is their fault either… I love my mom and dad : ) Its just too hard. I dont want to wait 3 more years, this hurts too much. How do you even know It will get better? Its not.
I hit rock f***ing bottom, fell through a crack, now im stuck.
My favorite singers were lady gaga , Adele , Katy perry, and Jessie james, Christina aguilara and most of all I think KASIA!!! I LOVED Singing, and she helped me a lot : ) Im not that good at it though :”/, Im going to miss you guys
(well You know who you are, But to the people who didnt like me (many) A big f*** you, Go ride a unicorn. But w/e I love you anyway.)
Remember me as a Unicorn :3 x) MAybe in my next life Il be a flying squirreel :D
Il fly away.
“From the outside, he looked like the happiest kid. He was always smiling and giving everybody hugs in the halls,” said Steph Wheeler, a close friend of Hubley's.
“I just remember him wanting a boyfriend so bad, he’d always ask me to find a boy for him. I think he wanted someone to love him for who he was,” she said.
A Facebook page dedicated to Hubley has been set up and students are planning a memorial performance in his honor.
Hubley's death comes just weeks after American teen Jamey Rodemeyer committed suicide after being bullied for being gay.
While many, including Lady Gaga who has called for bullying to be made illegal and Dan Savage who began the It Gets Better campaign, are working to help gay teens, sadly, it's obvious there remains much work to be done.
Share the LOVE. End Suicide.
Kirstie.
The 10th grade student documented his life, including his depression and the hardships of being a gay teen, in a blog, reports the Ottawa Citizen.
The blog, called "You Can't Break... When You're Already Broken" featured posts with numerous references to and photos of self harm and cutting, pictures of guys kissing and mentions of wanting a boyfriend, and bleak, ominous messages like "Sometimes I wish the breeze would just take me with it," "The only thing worse than being hated is being ignored. At least when they hate you they treat you like you exist," and "Suicides is always an option."
Other posts revealed how difficult school was for Hubley:
"I hate being the only open gay guy in my school… It f***ing sucks, I really want to end it. Like all of it, I not getting better theres 3 more years of highschool left, Iv been on 4 different anti -depressants, none of them worked. I’v been depressed since january, How f***ing long is this going to last. People said “It gets better”. Its f***ing bull****. I go to see psychologist, What the f*** are they suppost to f***ing do? All I do is talk about problems, it doesnt make them dissapear?? I give up."
His last post, which he wrote on Friday, paints a heartbreaking portrait of a boy looking for -- and ultimately unable to find -- acceptance:
Im a casualty of love.
Well, Im tired of life really. Its so hard, Im sorry, I cant take it anymore.
First Id like to mention my friends Nancy, Abby, Colleen, jemma, and Kasia
Being sad is sad : /. I’v been like this for way to long. I cant stand school, I cant stand earth, I cant stand society, I cant stand the scars on my arms, I cant f***ing stand any f***ing thing.
I dont want my parents to think this is their fault either… I love my mom and dad : ) Its just too hard. I dont want to wait 3 more years, this hurts too much. How do you even know It will get better? Its not.
I hit rock f***ing bottom, fell through a crack, now im stuck.
My favorite singers were lady gaga , Adele , Katy perry, and Jessie james, Christina aguilara and most of all I think KASIA!!! I LOVED Singing, and she helped me a lot : ) Im not that good at it though :”/, Im going to miss you guys
(well You know who you are, But to the people who didnt like me (many) A big f*** you, Go ride a unicorn. But w/e I love you anyway.)
Remember me as a Unicorn :3 x) MAybe in my next life Il be a flying squirreel :D
Il fly away.
“From the outside, he looked like the happiest kid. He was always smiling and giving everybody hugs in the halls,” said Steph Wheeler, a close friend of Hubley's.
“I just remember him wanting a boyfriend so bad, he’d always ask me to find a boy for him. I think he wanted someone to love him for who he was,” she said.
A Facebook page dedicated to Hubley has been set up and students are planning a memorial performance in his honor.
Hubley's death comes just weeks after American teen Jamey Rodemeyer committed suicide after being bullied for being gay.
While many, including Lady Gaga who has called for bullying to be made illegal and Dan Savage who began the It Gets Better campaign, are working to help gay teens, sadly, it's obvious there remains much work to be done.
Share the LOVE. End Suicide.
Kirstie.
Tuesday, 4 October 2011
Happy Birthday, my amazing brother!
Happy birthday my beloved brother. You always make me smile when I come home. You give my life a happy hue. I love you so much. I hope that as the years pass we will remain close and never lose touch. Your laugh and smile turn heads. People can not believe how cute you are. I love to hold you. I don't mind if you hit me in the face or pull my hair. I'll get you back one day. (Tehe). I love you! 
Peter! Happy birthday to you as well. You are very close to my heart. I love you even though you sneek up on me...all the time. Happy 16th. (Or in Peter years...Happy 18th.) May your birthday be filled with Unicorns that fart rainbows and poop gumdrops. I love you, little brother.
I will try to be better about posting.
Forever yours,
Kirstieeee.
Peter! Happy birthday to you as well. You are very close to my heart. I love you even though you sneek up on me...all the time. Happy 16th. (Or in Peter years...Happy 18th.) May your birthday be filled with Unicorns that fart rainbows and poop gumdrops. I love you, little brother.
I will try to be better about posting.
Forever yours,
Kirstieeee.
Thursday, 28 July 2011
500 days of Bummer. (:
Hello everyone,
I have just returned from a summer holiday. I had a great time. I met some new friends and got to hang out with old ones. I am very blessed with the support that we have at home. With out them our work would have no support which would end in a failure. This trip was very rejuvinating and refreshing. Some times I just need a break from chaos.
I was able to spend some time with my cousin, Ronna. She has been a friend to me even when I was kinda...maybe...sorta mean to her. I have established a deeper relationship with her and I have enjoyed it every step of the way. She is kind of a tom boy. We went shopping with my mom and happened to wonder into a "Dress Barn" where I fell in love with a black dress. Ronna, then, promised me that if I (I as in my lovely mother) bought the dress that she would try on a dress and let me take a photograph. Naturally, part of me is thinking "Hmmmm. I dunno it's a bit expencive." The other side "Wow! Did she really promise that? Doooo it." So, all that to say I got her to wear a dress. The best part is that SHE fell in love with that red dress and later went back and bought it. She looked absolutely stunning. As if she were a full grown woman in her 20's. I love you, Ronna. (:
I would also like to share some of my other photographs that were taken over the majority of our stay. Please enjoy. (:
Thank you all so much for reading. P.s. I love my awesome family. Thank you soo much for everything. You're the best Grand ma I girl could ask for. Mom, thank you for putting up with me, and therefore not killing me, for all these years. I love you. (:
Kirstie.
I have just returned from a summer holiday. I had a great time. I met some new friends and got to hang out with old ones. I am very blessed with the support that we have at home. With out them our work would have no support which would end in a failure. This trip was very rejuvinating and refreshing. Some times I just need a break from chaos.
I was able to spend some time with my cousin, Ronna. She has been a friend to me even when I was kinda...maybe...sorta mean to her. I have established a deeper relationship with her and I have enjoyed it every step of the way. She is kind of a tom boy. We went shopping with my mom and happened to wonder into a "Dress Barn" where I fell in love with a black dress. Ronna, then, promised me that if I (I as in my lovely mother) bought the dress that she would try on a dress and let me take a photograph. Naturally, part of me is thinking "Hmmmm. I dunno it's a bit expencive." The other side "Wow! Did she really promise that? Doooo it." So, all that to say I got her to wear a dress. The best part is that SHE fell in love with that red dress and later went back and bought it. She looked absolutely stunning. As if she were a full grown woman in her 20's. I love you, Ronna. (:
I would also like to share some of my other photographs that were taken over the majority of our stay. Please enjoy. (:
Thank you all so much for reading. P.s. I love my awesome family. Thank you soo much for everything. You're the best Grand ma I girl could ask for. Mom, thank you for putting up with me, and therefore not killing me, for all these years. I love you. (:
Kirstie.
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