Back on track...

With the ides of March behind us the weather has shown some kindness with sun and mild temperatures. 

Over the winter months I was driven to run inside on a treadmill in our school gym.  The temperatures in said gym dictate it must have been some kind of kiln in it's previous life as one could break a sweat stretching in this place.  That or the cooking program is seeking some kind of revenge.

But alas, with a taste of spring in the air I've been able to return to my faithful red, rubber, running track in the great outdoors.  Running in circles outside is way more enjoyable than running in place inside while staring at yourself in the mirror in a hot, sweaty mess.

Running for pleasure has been added to a list of broken vows of things I said I'd never do.  In high school I dropped out of P.E. in grade 11 because all we did for the first month was road runs.  I hardly saw the fun in that.  I signed up for a spare instead.  But now it's one of my favourite things...along with raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens, obviously.

Other things I said I would NEVER do: go back to school after finishing University, live in Ontario.

Alive and Kicking...

For a blog about everyday life the "everyday" aspect seems to  have fallen by the wayside.  But fear not, I will make a New March resolution to get back at it again.

I thought I should post in case you thought I was dead.  You may have heard about several murders in the Belleville area in the last couple months.  Two of which happened just yesterday.  I'm still here.  Luckily, I grew up in Abbotsford, the murder capital of Canada, so you shouldn't be too concerned.  This makes Belleville feel more "homey".

February was a no-good-month.  Hence, I lost all motivation to post here.  I came out with the motto "What the February?! (WTF).  But March is here and things are looking up...with the help of daily free McDonald's coffee for the past two weeks.

I'm gonna post some video on the other blog done by a friend at school of a fruity photo shoot.

Back in Blogness...

After two internet-less weeks we are finally reconnected to the world wide web!!  Sorry, for the lack of updates recently.  Unfortunately, I am too exhausted to really compose anything worth while right now...team Canada has me as an understudy for the bobsled, decathlon, speed skating, and pairs ice dance teams...so I'm pretty tired from all that training.

World Wide Web Woes

The internet is down at my house...henceforth the lack of communication.  God speed the new modem.

Dogs and Bulls

Yesterday I shot a dog sled race and then a Belleville Bulls hockey game in the evening (I'll try a post some photos on the other blog soon).  I am officially a Canadian photographer.  I then headed home for some poutine and maple syrup.

Just Beat It...

I just posted this on my main blog but thought I'd post it here too...a day in the life.

An exclusive look into the bowels of the photojournalism program.  In the background our writing guru, Scott, goes over beat proposals while Shannon waits for the hurricane of ideas to hit her brain.  The brain hurricane was then downgraded to a tropical brain storm and turned up to be nothing but a brain drizzle.

Beat proposals were the topic of the day...meaning what type of stories will we be covering this semester.  Information that would have been useful to me before I got down on one knee before a red vegetable.  And then proposed a beat in 6/8 time signature.  Wrong beet...or beat.

Awkward Referees

This weekend I was shooting a Hoops for Hope charity basketball fund-raiser and I witness a comical exchange between two middle aged referees. 

It was right before the game was a about to begin and one referee stuck out his fist to the other for a congenial "pound it" (somewhat like a high-five but with closed fists).  The other ref just looked at it, clearly uncomfortable, shook his head and extended his hand for a more traditional hand shake.  Such a brilliant awkward moment.  If only I had my camera up.

Also, since when do high school boys have full beards??  There must be something in this Belleville chicken.