So almost a year since i last wrote a journal, not that i really spent much time writing them prior to that anyways. But i figured a year was fairly slack, even for me.

So here we go.

Thankfully 2009 is over thats going to be another year im going to pretend never happened till im old and can laugh about it. I get to play in the real world now. School has finished and im welcoming full time work with less than enthusiastic open arms. Watch out world im coming to a retail near you soon. . . . Hopefully find work in something similar to what im doing now. God help me if i have to take up a desk job.

I have a new pony to work with. So far i have had her for three months and im slowly falling in love with her. Never come across a horse that was quite like her. I can see many of my own fears and problems in her which is worrying at the best of times because generally i hate to personify animals. Anyways i have weekly photo updates of her so look forward to being bombarded with plenty of pictures.

Saving up to move out in nine months. God thats not far away . . . nine months oO *panic*

Anyways no one reads these anyways so thats all i have to say.

Miky

Ill take this short space to remind people i have nothing to do with the above title, just like this journal has nothing to do with sex or drugs.

I think and i will date it. The 28th of Feb will be the official day that im sick of sitting on a stupid emotional roller-coaster. I don't care thats its a teenage thing, i don't care that its a girl thing and i don't care that im doing a stereotypical teenage girl thing by bitching about it. Im simply over it and want it to go away.

/rant

I feel i always use my journals to discuss how i have no muse and lack creativity so im going to follow through with that again and say that i need something to spark my creative side or what is left of it anyways.

So like usual i have a camera under a layer of dust that i need to start using, ideas?

Thanks Tamsin

Rules:
1. Post these rules.
2. Each tagged person must post 8 things about their self on their journal.
3. At the end, you have to choose and tag 8 people and post their icons on the same journal.
4. Go to their pages and send a message saying you tagged them.
5. No tag-backs.

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1. Im enjoying my " fuck life" emotionless state once again. Bring it on!
2. I want to have sex upside down.
3. Galloping up a mountain into the sunset is better than anything! Including sex.
4. I a lesbian *waves to surprised family members*
5. My first and only love is a horse.
6. I have no idea what i want to do in life, and currently couldn't care less.
7. I realized that i am running out of things to say about myself.
8. Cigarettes are my biggest turn on!

I made it!

Gah i might Tag people later. I feel mean when i do.

For all my horse mad mates.
[link] DA Chat
Mhm because i have nothing better to do on a Friday night. . . * Swims in self pity*

So i have an urge to go out and take photos. Take the nikon for a good test run since i havn't felt the need to use it prior to now.

So i find it. blow the dust of the top, have a desire to find the tripod. By the time i have found the tripod ( that had run away with my stocking that i was looking for this morning ) i no longer feel the need to go out and take any shots of some poor pony prancing around at my suspense. Instead i now feel the need to curl up on the couch with some hot chocolate. . . . I ran out of hot chocolate two weeks ago and still haven't gone out to buy some more. That should teach me for procrastinating. . .
Next best thing. A short black, because i really don't feel the need to sleep tonight anyways. Long story short. Coffee machine decides it doesn't like me and i managed to blow it up for the second time this week Thats ok however because i just remembered that my missing stocking is in the garage and i can just grab a coke whilst im down there. *The fact that i slipped down the stairs at this point is irrelevant*

So tell me. How does one keep there muse long enough to go out and take some shots. i currently have close to 20 unfinished sketches, digis, manips ,so on sitting on my desk top. All fated to stay that way till i go and do a mass clean up and they get deleted. The nikon really does have a layer of dust on it, and if my tablet wasn't buried under a pile of crap on my desk it to would have a layer of dust on it. Anyone else suffering from the same lack of creativity with a side order of zero attention span?

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Side note: * Must remember to clean up kitchen before family arrives home*

----Clubs----

Aha and 6 months later i figured how to write and delete a journal.

Your doing well Mik, . . your doing well.

( As for title, mate died last weekend. Enough said )

So old crappy journal has gone and a new start with this journal has been made. . . Obviously i still haven't learnt how to make much sense. Im getting back into the swing of DA, im thinking about deleting everything and starting again. Putting some more photography up, getting out and taking some horse stock photos.

Yay for free pictures to be slaughtered and used on pixel horses.

*screams* So im free all bloody week, nothing to do but linger and waste my life away pacing around the house. Friday i have things planned with a mate. And what do you no not one but three other mates decided to get me to do something on Friday. . . . /rant

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