
I have no opening that I can think of at the moment. Take this as a placeholder if you want. It's not going to change, though.
I've stared a sculpture project using wood. I'm very happy. I've never really got into things like that and it's nice to stretch my wings, even though I do so cautiously. It's nice to be able to make things that I haven't made before. It's nice to be able to have the time and the resources to experiment with. I've finished a project that last post's images were relating to. I had to design a poster. It was a nice project. I think I did a good job. I've never done it before, so I have nothing to compare it to at the moment. Oh well. Time will tell, I guess.
Words here are different. Would you believe it?! I thought it was pretty widely known, but I can only assume that it's because I've grown up with American shows as part of my culture. No-one seems to know what Spaced is or whatever spins offs of their shows we have. (I'm thinking Holby City, The Green Wing, etc.) It's probably a good thing that they haven't seen our renditions of their shows. They'd only hate us more. My point is, it's been nice to have to tell people what I'm talking about when I say 'the bin' or 'cheers, mate' or 'rubbish' or 'well good' or other things. I can see it getting old pretty soon, but I'm going to ride the enjoyment wave as it passes.
I haven't really got much more to say, Im afraid. I'm going to update this on my birthday because I've had a brilliant title geared up since June, so I'll make sure I've got something more to talk about then. Oh, how I look forward to turning 23...
Talk to you when I'm a year older, then.
Tee tee eff en.
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