When I was class president in middle school and we had this stupid 'graduation' thing at the end of eighth grade, they wouldn't let me start my speech with 'we entered this school as children, and have emerged women and boys.' It irritated me to no end, because it was so perfectly true. So it's nice, now, midway through high school, to have men to hang out with. Because I do like them.
This blog is titled Pictures Of Jeremy, but all images may not exclusively portray him. It is in fact simply a way for me to share with him the many photographs I, he and others took an my camera (a Panasonic Lumix DMC-GF1 12.1 MP Micro Four-Thirds digital, if you're interested) during our time in Turkey, without allowing facebook to compromise their quality.
Showing posts with label Jeremy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jeremy. Show all posts
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Men!
When I was class president in middle school and we had this stupid 'graduation' thing at the end of eighth grade, they wouldn't let me start my speech with 'we entered this school as children, and have emerged women and boys.' It irritated me to no end, because it was so perfectly true. So it's nice, now, midway through high school, to have men to hang out with. Because I do like them.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
As Edited By The Man Himself
Friday, August 27, 2010
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
A Request, A Rooftop Restaurant
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Monday, August 9, 2010
Pictures Of, By & Having Absolutely Nothing To Do With Jeremy
This blog is titled Pictures Of Jeremy, but all images may not exclusively portray him. It is in fact simply a way for me to share with him the many photographs I, he and others took an my camera (a Panasonic Lumix DMC-GF1 12.1 MP Micro Four-Thirds digital, if you're interested) during our time in Turkey, without allowing facebook to compromise their quality.
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At Ankara Castle |
I hope this is a help to the people who care. If you are someone who just stumbled upon what I realize is a public site, go to Turkey. This is all the advice I can give you. I will keep writing to a minimum here, or try to (not writing isn't something I'm good at), and I will only say this once: my other blog is HERE, and I know there are a lot of people online just aching to read yet another public diary, so when you're done ardently gazing at these photos, go click.
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