WOOP!

I started university.
At first I was dreading it, because my last experience of Uni... it didn't go too well to say the least.

With my enforced year out, with my loss and gain of friendships and the interesting mix of jobs I've had, I am feeling a lot more grown up, and I think that has helped me. I mean. I've had a pretty shit year really, and that's not even including anything about myself. All my friends have shown thier true colours, resulting in me not talking to any of them for half the year. Yet, instead of a crushing blow, by that tme, I was quite happy to be rid of thier finickyness.
Stephie and Laura said that a year out would help me; would let me see who I really was, even if I didn't DO anything. Well, it isn't me to not do ANYTHING, so I wrote, I took up art again (even though I hated it since A level) and I took a job. And then I found peace with the world.

I now see a lot more than I did before, and I feel so...Me. Little me. I see that my A level art teacher was actually an alright guy, you just had to have a strong charactor to take him. I do now. I wish to show him my artwork; I think he'd be happy.

As for me and Uni? I've made friends already, although not anyone on the same course as me haha!
It doesn't matter. I will, when I start going to proper lectures and things. I probably will today really. I like Uni; I think because I went in with such dreaded expectation, each new, lovely thing that happens is intensified to its full beauty to me.
I can't wait to learn. I feel back where I belong.

Sorry for the serious blog. I just... thought it was appropriate.
Hazey XxX

Uh Oh 2

Still missing the ex boyfriend.
Some more has come back to me; I changed him into a human and it was like we were first going out again.
I miss how he used to smile at me; I saw it in the dream. It haunts me.

We went into Norwich today -my brother, his girlfriend and I, and we ran into the ex's sister. I miss her too.

All my emotions are coming back. I don't like it much at the moment. So confused.

Uh Oh

Last night I had the worst night sleep for a long time. I also had an immense dream. Not for who was in it- my ex boyfriend- but for what he was; a shape shifter into a dragon-headed, phoenix-tailed dragonfly-bodied blue and green brilliant insect. I love my imagination sometimes.

My brother and his girlfriend are here at the moment. Yesterday we went to cromer and amounted so many tickets in the arcade machines that we won a yo yo and bandana each and still had enough for a glow stick. We also won many amazing keyrings and bracelets on the 2p machines.
We spent a lot of change....

My picture isn't going so well- the background is fine, but the person is a bit hard. They're walking forwards but have baggy trousers on, so it doesnt look like they are, yet they are because of thiert body movements.... graaaah!

What's A Girl To Do???

Since my work is being Reviewed, I told myself I wouldn't write anything else so that I can purge all my energies into this one novel... But the urge is too strong....
I've been fighting it for soo long, but today I wrote a bit on another novel... and IT FELT SO GOOD!!!!

=)

On the plus side (hehe) I did some more painting and for anyone who is around on the 26th/27th September, me and my mum are in an art show in Reepham to try to sell some of our works. Come have a look if you want and tell us your opinions XxX

The Life and Times of a 19 year old

Life for the moment is sorted;

My hair is finally dyed at the ends to an unnatural red!

I'm going to the UEA to do English Lit and History of Art,

Meanwhile, I shall work in the kitchens and stack a bit of money for me.

Oh, and my writing is to be reviewed. Maybe. Hopefully. We shall see.

Unfortunately, I have also come to realise just how much someone makes me smile, just a few weeks before they go to uni for three years, away from me.
Life is a bitch sometimes.