twiggy

hello since my last blog i have gotten rid of the old lurgie (thankyou to those of you who sugested cures. i went with whiskey. the i fell asleep) and got a brand new lurgie, hooray. I dont know if there is one well person left in edinburgh. I am busily writing an essay about the difference between and object and its visual representation. frankly, i find it something of a pointless and cyclical argument as it descends quickly into one of these 'what is art?' efforts but anyway, i have 1027 words out of 1500 so its all good. the tattoo design is being procrastinated on some more. but i think i'll have one before im 22 (i mean, its like 9 months, i cant see even me procrastinating that much) i have the design i want sorted out and am now just looking at it a lot. i has to be perfect, see. i've been doing some photography work outside of uni which is very fulfilling, ive been shooting pics of a young traditional music group for a display which quite a lot of people will see, its small but its something. right?
im in a weird mood again, i have my period and i just cant stop bawling, the whole fucking time, like, at a fucking chocolate advert on the tv. i mean, whit?! on the plus side tho, after reading recomendations on this site i bought me a mooncup i really wish someone had given me one of these years ago. its great.
anyway, shuttup twiggy? yeah. i think so.
x

Edit: also im covered in pit bruises from Rancid. How good was that?!! Hell yes.