5'7 and What?

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This is why being short doesn't matter for print models.

We all know that people like Twiggy and Kate Moss paved the way for non-giant models to make a name in the business. With pictures like this, it comes as no surprise.

Having 'face' is like having gold packed away for whenever you might need it.

Anti-Drug Campaign

Greetings!

I have just come back from a seminar where I had to present 3 posters created by me and my group to try and steer people off of drugs.
I am proud of my work and my teacher was too so I felt the need to upload them to my photography blog:

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The 3 posters were based on low risk drug users who only take through social influence, people who seek thrills and take drugs without being aware of the physical outcomes, and finally the reality swappers who take hardcore drugs.

Situations

Situations

Waking up at 3pm
Normal morning: "Fuck it's late."
Morning after drinking: "Fuck it's early."

Grinding on someone
In a club: "This must mean love."
On the street: "This is harassment."

Sticking your hand in a stomach
Surgery: Helpful.
Casual Monday: Not helpful.

Kissing in public
West: "We're so romantic."
East: "We're screwed."

Random thought of the day.

Entertainment 101

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Lying.

Some say it's wrong, I say it's fun.
Lying to the people you love could of course be considered wrong, but lying to strangers? Who cares? These are people you are never going to see again.

Because of that fun little fact, making up stories about your past/who you are/what you believe in is a never ending entertainment.

Take me and my customers for example. I work as a waiter and get asked many questions as to where I'm from, what my name is, how I'm in England etc. So after the first 100 times of saying nothing but the truth, I got seriously bored.

I started telling them how I'm a troubled teen from California witch super rich parents that lives in a house on Malibu. These so called parents of mine didn't appreciate me as I was so wild. Even though the only reason I was wild was because they were never home, always working and not showing me enough emotional loving.
After hitting the last straw, they forced me to study in the UK in order to discipline me. Part of this discipline is only paying for my schooling while I have to pay for the rest, hence working at Zizis as a waiter.

1) My days at work are so much more interesting.
2) My tips get bigger as my customers pity for me grows.

Affected?

This whole drama about the star sign dates changing has got me thinking. If you were told as a child that you were a different star sign, do you think you would be a different person now?

I automatically began to think of the clean slate we have as children. I wish I could start talking about research I studied during A levels but I have completely forgotten it. However I do remember that what it basically finds is that children have a clean slate in their minds. Basically, their personality is clear until outside sources influence it.
Now usually the influences are that of role models. For example parents or personal heroes. However what if something as simple as a star sign could be one of those influences.

Imagine you are a child and you are basically a sponge. Your parent comes up to you, reads you a statement from a book and says "Because you are a Scorpio, that is how you are."

What does a child think? If we are told what type of people we are based on supposed solid facts, wouldn't we, as children, simply agree and sort of add that attribute to our clean slate?

Think about it right now as an adult. Imagine someone came up to you and told you that as of today, you are a different star sign. Does that change your attributes? Does it change your personality and 'things that tick you off' as most star sign books speak of?

Just another bolt of a though stretched out into a blogpost.
I think as children we would have been affected, but not as adults. I agree Nature is a strong thing, however I think Nurture is just as strong. Life changes people.
Imagine someone telling you who you are before you're even aware you have no idea who the fuck you are.

The Memory in Music

One of the things I love about music, is that it relates so much to what someone is feeling at that time in their lives. You find a song and you connect to it because of either the lyrics, the music, the beats, etc.

I found this little gem that I used to listen to all the time about 2 years ago. Finding songs you used to love first of all makes you fall in love with them again, and secondly remind you of how much you have changed since then.

Maybe you grew stronger, changed as a person, or learnt new things. The main point is that you're different, and listening to a song from your past shows you that and is like proof that a change has happened and that it was you who did it.

Memories flow back into your head of your thoughts and feelings at that time, and looking back on them through a song turns the song into a nostalgia, or a significant thing that has seen a part of your life come and go.

Even if the song was so beyond emo.

*snap snap*

Let me start by saying that I love being a waiter and interacting with people all day, everyday and that this is going to be a ranting post about people who don't appreciate waiters/are egotistical shits.

It's fun, being a waiter is constant interaction with people. You get to have such random conversation and find out so much about people in such little time. For example today I learnt of a woman's divorce and the fact that her ex lives somewhere else in England. Then I found out she would love to live there, but wouldn't because he is there. You see, GREAT conversation.

People can see that us waiters are rushing around the restaurant serving and making sure that every single customer feels as important as the next. You would think this would lead to customers treating waiters with respect and patience, maybe smiling to get out attention or raising their hand. Or even just a blank stare would do.

Now mostly that's the case.

However everyday there are about 2-3 families that will literally snap their fingers. Yes *snap* their fingers right at you. However not only once, but constantly until you turn around. Once you turn around they snap one more time, raise their eyebrows, pout their lips and wave their fingers for you to come.

Rude.

First time this happened, I simply stared at the kid (16ish), and froze as I didn't know what to do. Do I tell them something, do I just ignore it, or do I maybe ask another waiter to take the table.
Thankfully I didn't need to decide as another waiter saw my facial expression and rush to the table.

I thought that would be the one exception I'd get of someone being totally rude, but no. This happens literally everyday to every single one of us. The funny thing is, it's usually people who aren't vocally expressive or physically attractive.

I think the reason that people like that treat us waiters like personal slaves is because it's like a source of power for them. The second they walk into the restaurant they are very aware of the fact we only want to please them, thus taking advantage of it. It's because they know we wont say anything, that they feel the confidence to treat us in such a low manner.
Imagine you are me, you hear this clicking noise and turn around and what do you see? Some random ugly humans face looking at you like your the scum of the earth. It's just not right, and there's no need for it.
Oh or my favourite, when they start talking about you behind your back except right in front of your face in a whisper that you are meant to hear.

I LIKE HUMANS. I just wish that minority would quit ruining the race for me.