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oh I'm on twitter now if any one's on there who wishes to follow me. twitter.com/luzblah
I like it gives me somewhere to right my random thoughts every so often.
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I'm off work for 10 days. I have goals i want to do so I'm gonna pop them here on a list for you and myself.
I may even use them as "resolutions" *gasp*
- Take lots of photos.
- Keep house cleaner.
- Enjoy my time off
- Play with photos more.
- Spend time away from my pc.
- Enjoy time with Ben
- Wash clothes (because you so much that's dirty )
There's a few. Mostly i really want to take lots of photo's and enjoy taking them rather than the end result. I want it to be properly cold. Snow would be nice, lots of it. But I'd settle for frost. Nice early morning frost, where the puddles down the track up to our hose are frozen and look pretty. All the spiders webs are encrusted with sprigs of ice and all the plants and twigs are glazed with a subtle white fluffy chill. Mmm yes, i want those photos. That's the bit of winter i like. I'm gonna shoot raw again so i can edit them properly - not this lazy Photoshop>Levels>image size> save as malarkey. No. Some honest photos of pretty thing, mundane things or just something that moves me... that's what i want.
I feel like sometimes i want to take a small step back in time and re-live all those nights when i was knocturnal and didn't go to bed nor get up at sociable hours when i had no responsibility and i had money to save and spend as i wished. Mmm that was bliss. But i wasn't happy in love. No, i was with a knob of a bloke who didn't appreciate me - didn't want to spend quality time with me. Who i went back to again and again through hope he'd change. I took lots of photo's then. Conversed with people on msn on a regular basis, i socialised too. Ahhh those were the days. My youth. I'm 21 now should i not still be youthful? I feel like I'm going on 30. Mature and full of responsibility. But I'm happy. In my own words - "Everything happens for a reason..."
and to be reminiscent
wow that was longer than i intended.