The Memories Haunt Me and I'm Scared To Forget It All: photographs

I needed/wanted to upload some of the work i have been creating recently, so instead of babbling on about my life I'll just put up some of the pictures. The first series are of my boyfriend Ewan. Though these images I was trying to make him look feminine and challenge the male stereotype (which was hard since he has mustache). And the second series was a photo shoot I did completely spontaneously with Peter, after spending some time with the 'VICE' magazine which I picked up in London. They really do have some inspiring things in there haha!Some of them are too dark, and the quality's gone bad, I don't know why though, I need to buy a better camera! But yeah, I just quickly grabbed him, put my clothes on him, painted him silver and we when on a shoot, during which I had to climb a huge tree (the shot of peter lying on a wheel from above- i nearly fell off when i was taking that haha!) And then I threw in some photos of me from march so far, mostly with my webcam. 
Okay so I'm going back to finishing off this photography journal, for which i only need to write an evaluation and I'm done! Hope you enjoy!
note to self: this time of year is miserable, I am so broke I can't afford to buy ciggies, not even talking about lunch./
note to self : save up money for a crown
note to self: please find a job!

Stuck elevators are scarry

Nothing special to say... I'm just bored of writing my media essay. I started at 6.30 and its 7.30 now and I've only written 95 out of 600 words. I'm so slow. No obviously i would have finished it if I didn't go on facebook and and other stupid social sites. Okay bye I'm off now, going to finish my homework go me. ;D

27.05.2011

i woke up at 7 because of a huge wasp in my room. i don't think it was a wasp tho because it was way way bigger. i ran out and woke up my parents and when my mum checked my room, it was gone, soooo strange.
i went to sleep and woke up at 12 and I'm still tired.
Well basically today i've been hanging in by bedroom, doing maths work and playing guitar and editing the stuff that I've written and trying to make a song, haha. righhty. well its alright but the lyrics are really weird, giggle. they're about creepy horses in my room and other silly things like, well I'll quote ''ripping off my skin'' and ''dark, dark, dark, dark, here comes my darling''


HA all house to myself. But to be honest i plan on studying maths the whole day, because in 3 hours i only did 3 topics out of the 12 I planned on doing today.
Anyways. You know i hate that half and hour in bed, every night before I fall asleep. Its the half an hour when i am being honest to myself and when the truth, that i may have not seen through the day, reveals. And i hate it because it makes me cry. Well sometimes it does. Like Wednesday, on the day of presentation evening. I kinda wanted to cry right before the presentation evening too but i put on a brave face because i didn't want to make my mum sad. yaa that's life. But u know what makes those evening better? The fact that I can write a draft on my phone and when I'm writing i stop crying, so that's good.
Shitty my battery is dead and i cant turn on my phone. i really need to...
Batoul is moving to Splott TODAY!! :O shockedface
And... She's moving to London after exams. That is saddest thing ever...