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Tuesday, 19 March 2013

Film.

Woke up, got up at thirty five minutes past eight. Went to school. Learnt about things I would rather not learn about. Fuck the system. Came home. Studied Irish. Door bell rang, dogs turned into absolute nutters, 3 rolls of film came through the door. Couldn't contain my excitement.  Here are some. There not amazing but I am quite content with them. Studied some more. Ended up not being able to study because all I could think about was my blog. Choked on my tea. Had a much needed cry, had a hug with my mum. Walked down town for food. Came home. Ate. Called up to see the new sitting room, had a dance. Chilled and now I am writing. Sausage of a day really. 





'My personal favorite'


'High fives'








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