Good Friends

Good friends notice when you're down even when you don't notice it yourself

 Thank you for the chocolates James. x

THE SKY WAS ALL VIOLET

And the sky was made of amethyst
And all the stars were just like little fish
You should learn when to go
You should learn how to say no ..
When they get what they want, they never want it again
When they get what they want, they never want it again

Go on, take everything, take everything, I want you to
Go on, take everything, take everything, I want you to

And the sky was all violet.
I wanna give my violet more violence

when i listen to this i feel like smashing everything,burning it all down and twisting it inside out. It would be such a poetic experience :)

New Hobbies :)

I've been thinking of new things to do to get my creativity up and also ways to make more monies,I've found i can put the two together even though my job is good i havent been paid yet and there are £0.00 in the bank. So what to do? I have found some ideas on the internet that i would like to try out..

http://pinterest.com/suzyqtie/stuff-to-make-and-sell/http://www.lilblueboo.com/2012/03/a-sock-bunny-a-tutorial.htmlhttp://pinterest.com/pin/241787073714566590/

I love all these ideas and will be making my own versions soon :)

Getting the hang of things

I have wanted a blog for so long. I used to watch my mum read blogs of other peoples lives. To them they were normal, to her they were fascinating, because they were different. It interests me think about this. The fact that everybody has days when things seem mundane but truly when you look at them they are full of such rich magic. People fascinate me. In my new job i get to see a constant flow of people through the shopping center doors. All different shapes and sizes,all with different ambitions,jobs,lives. All walking in/out of those doors with different missions. Countless thoughts rushing by the glass windows i stand behind.

 Today a man saw those glass windows and made sure to rub both his hands from one side to the other,all the way along and he seemed purely delighted by it,like a small child with finger paint on a living-room wall.I have no idea who he was, but I liked him. 

Blogging is hopefully to let out such ramblings. Such as the fact today while worrying about what path to take with the photography, about non existent friendships at college and my lack of money management i was looking at my orchid in the window and noticed a similarity between her and me. I'm just coming into bloom. (yeah, i know..its cheesy):p Or so i believe. I think I'll go a little easier on myself just now.