Alanna: 25 Years in Pictures

September 30, a day that will live in infamy. Tomorrow is the day I turn 25. THE BIG 2-5. From fat ass bald baby to Surrey trailer park kid to ????


BC Summer Games 2012

Last weekend the BC Summer Games was hosted in Surrey. As there was a photo contest, I decided to attend a few events and take a few pictures. I went to the Equestrian events behind Fraser Downs, as well as checked out the softball events held at the Cloverdale Athletic Park. Although I didn’t know who was competing and although the opening ceremonies were a little unorganized and created a lot of waste, I did enjoy the games.

My pictures didn’t turn out as well as expected. I am happy with most of the Holga 135 outdoor pictures [save for some of the dizzying double exposures,] but am disappointed with the Konica c35 indoor pictures – it does not do well with action shots and the focus is sometimes too bothersome to deal with.

And from the Konica c35… blurry… not good composition… etc. Learn from my mistakes!

The following are horrible pictures from the Holga. One has to be careful of that double exposure because it can ruin the entire photo!

There are more, but that’s enough of the The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly. Now, what photo should I enter into the contest?


Let the memory live again…

May my amateur experiences be a lesson to you!


Location: Value Village in Chilliwack. Protagonist: Me, searching for a used 35mm camera. As I sifted through the used cameras, I spotted a promising Japanese made cam called a Minolta Hi-Matic AF2. I also saw that it had film in it… or what I thought was film. This is where Lesson 1 comes in. If the camera says it has film left for God’s sake please pop open the back to make sure, even if it will expose what is there. Take that risk and you will save yourself embarrassment later when it turns out the camera was empty all along. SO MANY GOOD PICTURES GONE!

The culprit…

Lesson 2: After loading the camera with a fresh roll, I took a couple dozen awesome pictures of the people I love, the things I collect, and of the places I venture. After struggling just trying to pop the back, this afternoon I dropped off the film for development at Wal-Mart. After waiting in my car for an hour, I went inside expecting to receive a bounty of beautifully shot 4x6s. No. What I did receive was a funny look from the photo associate for dropping off blank film. BLANK FILM. AGAIN, SO MANY GOOD PICTURES GONE!

BLANK! PS. Like my Valentine’s Nails? Done with Daiso Japanese Dollar Store Red Nail Varnish

Now, after scouring the internet for a solution and after scolding myself for making such elementary mistakes, I reloaded a fresh roll into the devil of a camera and am ready to let the memory live again. LIVE, I SAY, LIVE!

The City of Surrey: Crime Lives Here

For the second time in about a month and a half my back license plate was stolen while in Surrey. Does someone have it out for me? This time, instead of unscrewing the bolts, the thief(s) pulled the plate straight off leaving half of each plastic screw in place.

This is not to mention my car being broken into two times in the past two years. Plus a drive by ‘egging’ which left protein all over my driver’s side. At this point, it is absurd the abuse my poor car has taken.

One break-in and presumably both license plate thefts happened at King George and Fraser Highway. Whalley… why do you exist?

Another problem with Surrey: the lack of parking. It cost me $6 to park a minimum of 12 hours at King George Skytrain Station. If one decides to park in the residential areas, a Parks and Rec worker will come by, mark your tires, and eventually tow your vehicle if over the two to three hour limit.

What of transit? It sucks ass. In order to make it to class on time I have to wake up at 6am and be on the bus 55 minutes later because commuting takes TWO HOURS from Surrey to Burnaby SFU ONE WAY. TWO HOURS. One would think that that time is best spent doing homework or reading, but that’s only possible if you are able to concentrate in a bus packed like sardines with people suffering from coffee-breath. YES, YOUR BREATH STINKS AFTER DRINKING COFFEE. DEAL

Oh God, what about the men who sit down and SPREAD THEIR LEGS into other’s space? YOUR JUNK ISN’T THAT BIG. DEAL

SURREY SUCKS. I grew up here and currently live here so it will always have a special place in my heart, but it is riddled with crime and has poor transit – among other problems which I won’t even get into