[old paper blog]

[the blog below was written ages ago, when I still
lived in London, and was meant to go on my old
livejournal, but I could never be bothered to resize
them] [it was scanned in and now that my old
laptop was fixed I found it] [enjoy].

[p.s my handwriting is terrible]

[cancel the thing that i say i do]

My ability to take a good photo seems
to have been fading. I realised this a
while ago and this was also coupled
with the realisation that I could do better
artwork [photography/poetry/etc].

I have decided that now is the time to
expand. Obviously not physically, but
instead, artistically.

I found my first SLR which I am
actually sad to say was in the
cupboard with the rest of my cameras.
It’s a Pentax K1000 35mm SLR Film
Camera .

[and thanks to a generous customer
from some time ago, I now have
more film than I can use] [About
18 rolls].

I’m going to carry my Pentax around
everywhere like I used too [obviously
not to the gig on Friday, that'd be
strange] [actually I might].

So heres to a new sideline project,
to respark my talent [I know that's
big-headed but other people have
said it too me].

[I'm also going to be trying to do some
polaroid photograms tomorrow at work].
[Hoping they go well].

As well as that, I am going to use
my notepad at least twice a day, as
opposed to just having it in my bag.
Which is a problem, but hey, I’m working
on it.

x

[questioning views on my maturity]

Because of my ability to find something
funny out of pretty much nothing.

[this ability has actually got me through
some tough times in life] [almost a year,
yay]

I can often be seen as immature. As seen
in this blog entry below from my ex-gf’s
blog on her myspace;

http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendID=59549277&blogID=441733135

The thing is I am mature. And I know,
the fact I have made a blog to say that
I am mature is quite an immature act
in itself. But, reading that blog has
actually got to me a little bit and has
been playing on my mind.

Now Alex isn’t the first person
to say that I’m immature but it’s
quite strange hearing it from her.
Some of the other remarks that
other people have said are
that ‘I’m wasting my life’ and that
‘I lack dedication’.

I mostly take these with a smile
and a nod. But they do get to
me. Is this really how people
see me? Guess it is.

Because like I said I am mature.
Just in my own special way and
when the moment calls for it.

I come up with the answers, make
the decisions for people and help
them out in the most random
of situations and [although I'm
not sure how true this is] may
have actually saved someones
life [looong story, never gonna
blog].

I do have a plan though, a plan
for my life, the future. I am just
not telling anyone. Because I
have realised that dreams can
mess up if you tell too many
people.

[what am i missing out on, honestly]

The title of this blog has so much
potential and I may end up using
the same title for a different blog
completely [and just stick a two on
the end]. So.

With the volume of which I constantly
have my music, not only am I steadily
making myself deaf. But, I am also
missing out on many of life’s precious
auditory sensations.

Except for, if you count the sound that
sparked this blog [which was the high
pitched squeal of a bus door closing]
or maybe it was the screams of a
mother as her pram [with child as well]
went hurtling towards the ground because
she had decided to put too many
shopping bags on the back of said pram.

[just want to say, the weight of the
bags greatly exceeded that of the
child and also prams are not designed
for this. and if you get annoyed that
your child keeps going back, stop
trying to break the basic laws of physics]

I’m probably not missing out on
much.

[lol, this blog had wayyy more
potential, in title and content. I
shall revisit at a later date]