“The first time he looked at her he felt: everything will burn!“

- A Spy In The House Of Love, Anaïs Nin.

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“There is light in my lady’s house

And there’s none but some falling rain

This like a spoken word

She is more than her thousand names”

- My Lady’s House, Iron & Wine

“She uses a variety of techniques to meet her purposes of inform and describe. For example, she uses superlatives such as ‘most’ and pre-modifiers such as ‘bold and emotional’ to convey her emotions and to show her explicit bias towards the situation. Proper nouns such as ‘Charles, Earl Spencer’, help to inform her audience, but she also uses third person pronouns such as ‘he’ and ‘his’ to avoid repetition. In one of the sentences she describes the day as ‘bright and sparkling’, this contrasts with the mood of the day and does not reflect pathetic fallacy…” – Thanks, Tom.

I’ve decided to return to blogging. I don’t know how well it’s going to go, but we’ll see. I’ve finished school, I have time, and I feel good. Maybe I’ll start taking pictures again. I do however leave for France on Monday, so there may be three weeks of silence. I’ll have plenty to share with you when I come home, I’m sure.

At least for now, I’ve decided to move to tumblr. Life has begun to take over from the blog, and maybe tumblr will better suit the short and rather sporadic nature of my posting. I might well return to wordpress, but we’ll see. Would be lovely to hear from you over there, anwyay.    :)

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I’m so stressed right now. You know that feeling where you just want to drop everything, and run away as far as you can possibly go? Yeah.. I’d quite like to live on a boat in the middle of the ocean for a while, where I don’t have to think about anything. Or perhaps where I have so much time to think that I realise that all my stresses are nothing to stress about, and if I just got on with it, it’d all be okay. Hmm.

From The Photographic Dictionary.

Our dog died yesterday – sad. She’s been here my whole life.

It’s raining and I have new Doc Martens. Yeahh!

I love morning-after photos. These days, no matter how much I drink, I just don’t get crazy-drunk anymore. Shit, could this be growing up?! Am I on the road to becoming a responsible adult?! Or perhaps I’ve just become alarmingly desensitised. Oh well. I’ve been drinking way too many nights this week, and eaten a ridiculous amount of chocolate – so it’s bicycle rides, enough sleep, and plenty of water from now on!      …Probably.