Well guys, it's been a hell of a year and all I can say is THANK CHRIST it's over! The best thing to come out of this year was a shiny new iPhone (thanks Santa) and severe emotional scarring (thanks life). Still, all things must come to an end. Even the bad things.
My plans for New Year - as is fast becoming tradition - are meagre but should be fun. For once in my life I plan to herald in the new year and throw myself at the challenges that face me (passing Uni with a decent grade, getting a job, moving out) as opposed to shrinking away and getting others to fight my battles. As a wise hobbit once sang, 'the road goes ever on and on' so keep calm and carry in.
I think sleep deprivation may have confused me so I'd best retreat to bed where I'll most likely dream of torture and Filofaxes (thanks Santa!)
Have a good one!
Friday 30 December 2011
Wednesday 14 December 2011
Words Have Appeared
Christ, is it possible that I'm actually typing words for FUN?! Good God it's...it has to be a lie! But no, it's not, this is actually happening, I'm actually typing words that you're actually reading. What a world, eh?
It's 8am and I feel like doing something different. I'd like to go out onto the hills and paint a portrait or delve deep into the city with a badass camera and get all snap-happy. I'd like to do something new today. Problem is I don't live near hills and can't paint for shit...also it's kinda cold to be out and about and my camera screen got smashed so taking pictures is a bit hit and miss. Today I'll probably stay in bed all day doing nothing of interest. Oh, I guess I should clean my hamster cage too.
There's something disturbingly beautiful about early mornings. I hate how late the sun rises now, and how the mornings are always a dirty grey colour instead of a fiery red. But mentally, I mean, the morning after the night before is always a good time to get creative. New start new day new weather new people. New opportunites that are always squandered...for me, anyway.
For those of you that have found my through my twitter and wonder about my personal life, I shall provide. With only a few months left of university I've started to develop a soul-crushing fear of the future. Fear is affecting my sleeping, which means I now have an extra 8 hours to write my dissertation. It's going swimmingly before you ask.
Yes it is Christmas soon and no, I'm not interested. Christmas is next week and I'm so far away from jazzed I could play a bad guy in a Disney movie. We'll leave that for another ramble/documentation of my final year of student-hood.
Happy December!
It's 8am and I feel like doing something different. I'd like to go out onto the hills and paint a portrait or delve deep into the city with a badass camera and get all snap-happy. I'd like to do something new today. Problem is I don't live near hills and can't paint for shit...also it's kinda cold to be out and about and my camera screen got smashed so taking pictures is a bit hit and miss. Today I'll probably stay in bed all day doing nothing of interest. Oh, I guess I should clean my hamster cage too.
There's something disturbingly beautiful about early mornings. I hate how late the sun rises now, and how the mornings are always a dirty grey colour instead of a fiery red. But mentally, I mean, the morning after the night before is always a good time to get creative. New start new day new weather new people. New opportunites that are always squandered...for me, anyway.
For those of you that have found my through my twitter and wonder about my personal life, I shall provide. With only a few months left of university I've started to develop a soul-crushing fear of the future. Fear is affecting my sleeping, which means I now have an extra 8 hours to write my dissertation. It's going swimmingly before you ask.
Yes it is Christmas soon and no, I'm not interested. Christmas is next week and I'm so far away from jazzed I could play a bad guy in a Disney movie. We'll leave that for another ramble/documentation of my final year of student-hood.
Happy December!
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