Time is on my side... um, no its not!

Oof!

Where does time go? It seems like 5 minutes ago that I walked through my front door from a particularly funny day at work. And yet, 3 hours later I find myself wondering why time slips through my fingers so, especially when it feels like this week has gone way too slow. I can't wait for tomorrow. That's the only reason time WOULD slow down, isn't it? Hmm, I am still going to part blame it on the Super Collider. Its got a lot to answer for, I can tell you that.

Ooooh, I love a good conspiracy.

Anywho! I am aching. I mean, really really aching. I have had a good work out today, but I didn't push myself, as I know I haven't really done much exercise in about a month due to poor health and holidays.. but why does that have to mean that when I try to do something again, my body punishes me for it? Stupid body!! It should take this health thing more seriously, instead of trying to make me stay in bed for days!!!! Sometimes there is no reasoning with it at all!!! I think its really punishing me for not having Lucozade today, when I promised it could have some. It needed the physical edge, and I just drove past it, waving mildly, as I made my way to Latte Town. Tomorrow, my sweet, tomorrow! << class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Bugsy Malone.. "tomorrow, tomorrow never comes... " good times!

Speaking of time and tomorrows, how about yesterdays?

I went to see Ghost Town. It was funny. I know it was funny. I remember it being funny, but for the life of me, I can't remember how it ended. Scenes flash into my head, but I can't remember what the end was!! I hate it when that happens... :( If you have seen it and remember it, well.. don't tell me. It will only spoil it for people who haven't seen it yet. And I think you should. It was a good film!! I didn't even mind watching Ricky Gervase's (sp?) face for a couple of hours! :D Result!

Now, moving to tomorrow. Its Halloween, and my place of work is suited and booted to the nines for the event. I am not dressing up to go in, I will wear normal clothes... I think dressing up at work is embarrassing, and would rather do it in my own time!! ;)

The night looks set to be fun though, and my evening tonight consists of attempting to make fake blood. From scratch. People can't say I don't make an effort. My vampire make up and eyes are all set, all I need is a good outfit. But its not important really. Its of course, all about the face.

I feel like when tomorrow is over, I will have nothing else to look forward to. I guess bonfire night. FIREWORKS! WOO!

REMEMBER REMEMBER THE 5th OF NOVEMBER!!

Have a happy, happy, happy Halloween,

Sam

Elbows, Ears and Eyes

OMG!
(I never say OMG, I just really felt like it then..)
Anyway, back to the blog. I went to see the band Elbow

and they were good. And I don't just mean good. I mean the kind of good like when you are eating a yummy doughnut, or something, and someone asks you how it is and you reply 'GOOOOOOOOOOOD', with both delight and satisfaction.

Although I think I say this every time I come home from a gig, I will say it anyways. They were the best band I have ever seen live. The music, the singing. It was brilliant. Amazing. I would see them time and time again. It was also quite a nice atmosphere (despite the many drunks around), as they were back in their home town, Manchester, so it was kind of like a welcome home sort of thing. I really do love this band. I would highly recommend listening to them. I don't think I have ever met someone who doesnt like them. The music is beautifully written.

Just to prove how versatile they are, I can confess. My mum came with me to the gig. She loves them too. And she likes people like Hue & Cry (although, lets face it, they were great) and Will Young (everyone mum loves Will Young... something I will never understand). And OK OK, my mum does have diverse taste (for instance, she loves Prodigy), but, she is still a mum... In fact, come to think of it, there were a lorra lorra.. how to put this.. mature people (safe to say that, right?), there.

I also have to say that the support act was also spiffing. She was kooky and interesting, and had the clearest voice I have heard live. It was like silk in the air... She was called Jesca Hoop (I am listening to her right now). Gotta say, I think she was better live, than recorded. Which is a shame. Its usually the other way 'round! I love how she sounds British when she is singing, but when she speaks she has that gravley husky L.A voice, thats so cute when it comes out of a tiny girl!

My mum didn't appreciate her as much as I did though. She kept doing that thing that people do when they aren't interested, and started looking around instead. Which always bugs me. Its like when people do it at the cinema when watching a film. Puts me off totally.

Me and my mum have a strange relationship. I just can't bring myself to be nice to her often. I can hardly tolerate her. And I know its my fault. I was very proud of myself in the fact that we left the house at 6:30 and managed to still be on talking terms when we got back in at 11:30.

I am a very tolerant and laid back person. But she manages to push ALL my buttons. I know alot of people have this problem. I don't want to, but I fear I can not look past the annoyances she causes me day after day. I love her. Don't get me wrong. But....urgh! I think thats enough of that now anyway! :)

I have another gig coming up on Sunday, in a local bar. One of my brothers friends is playing. I wish that one day I have the guts to sing in public. But I doubt I ever will. I am not too good on the guitar, but I love it. I don't know if I am any good at singing either, but again. Love to do it. I don't know how people do it in public though!

I think this is all the blogging I am going to do right now. If you have any bands that you love and want to share with people, do it here!! I love finding out about bands I have never heard of!

Share and Share alike!

Sam

ps. on the doing something I don't usually do front, I still don't think I have managed it, so I am thinking this weekend I will, and I will let you know how I do trying to deviate from my usual pattern!!

Patterns

Well.

I just watched the film The Illusionist. Edward Norton, Jessica Biel, Rufus Sewell, Paul Gia... whatever he is called. And as soon as it finished I was disappointed. It was too obvious for my liking. It followed a certain pattern most films follow. Making the ending a total bore. To someone like me, anyway, who theorises the whole way through until the film ends and I can judge whether I was right or wrong.

This film didn't have me theorising much. I thought (sorry, spoilers for anyone who hasn't watched this movie... even if it is a few years aged), that it could either be about a man who has lost his love and so desperately wants her back that he tries to conjure her up from the 'other side' - this was a rather more romantic notion that I had hoped was true, as mushy as it may seem, it would have been more other worldly, leaving more to the imagination - especially when Edward N made his character disappear - a kind of poetic end (had it been the end), as this was his aim from the beginning of the tale. Not so much as a nugget of luck on that plot though.

Nope. Instead. It was all a ruse! AHA! I hear you cry. A ruse? No way. A film, with a twist in the plot? You are all aghast with delighted surprise, are you not? She wasn't dead after all... Just like i assumed, but didn't want. It was all a trick to bring down that dreadful, dreadful prince, who was hell bent on taking over the Empire. This would have been fine, had I not felt more compassion for him than the magician. As the prince thought he was actually in the right. He might not have been, but bless his little cotton socks for trying. The magician wanted what he gave up years ago (like most men) and so destroyed the princes' life, thus driving him to kill himself - Magician and poor little rich girl live happily ever after.

I wish it hadn't happened that way. But it made me remember. I was walking home the other day... no, this tale doesn't involve a magician or a prince. *SIGH* Wish it did... No, I was walking home when it struck me. I am in such a rut. Such a complete rut that I am sure, would I be a movie, everyone would know what I was going to say or do next. Patterns that we all follow throughout the day/ week get me down. I always think of myself as spontaneous. A free-ish spirit that no one can predict. Mysterious and unreadable by most. I fear the opposite is true. I fear everyone knows me so well that they can predict what I am going to do, or how I am going to react to something. It depresses me slightly.

Do you ever feel like that? Like you are just marching along to the same old tune? I feel like breaking out of it. Who's with me?

Do something tomorrow that you wouldn't usually do... nothing big. I ain't saying rob a bank, just... do something you might usually avoid doing, like waking up half an hour earlier to have more time in the day... ? no? too much? OK... come up with something yourselves. Let me know what you did and how it went. I need inspiration!!

I bet you think I am going to sign my name at the end of this.

I'm Not.

Its ALMOST halloween.

Yes.

There is still a ridiculously child like side to me (which I am grateful for), that gets giddily excited about the impending October the 31st celebrations. Each year I await its arrival, only to greet it with a bit fat nothingness of celebrations. I love it, though I don't often do anything fun or different on that night.

I want to this year, and have already started to tell people that we are going out. Even if its just to the local pub, everyone is to get dressed up! Mandatory is not a strong enough word to use. I am thanking my lucky *stars* that Halloween is on a Friday this year!! I am definitely in the mood to tear it up. WOO! (or should I say 'Boo'?)

Without wanting to do the boring dressing up thing, I have gone for the oh-so original 'vampire' look. It actually makes me laugh. Everyone thinks that vampire is boring. "Everyone does the Vampire thing". Well. I actually can't remember the last time I saw someone dressed up like a vampire at Halloween, so I am going with it. Cue black contact lenses (I fear for my life knowing I am going to have to attempt to put those bad boys in!), pale skin (not hard to manage, I am the palest person I know), darkened skin under eyes, sunken cheeks and, if I can manage it, some pretty realistic looking teeth. I hope the outcome is quite scary. I am not one to go for the 'sexy' look, when I can go for frightening instead!! Now all I have to think about is my outfit. But I am sure that won't be a problem.

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Now that that's over with (I was of course paid by Mr. Halloween himself to insert those facts and figures into my blog), I can continue.

If you are reading this, what do you plan to dress up as for All Hallows Eve? and do you have any fun stories from past celebrations??

Loving and Leaving.

Sam

This aint gonna be easy

Work.

YES! Work is over for 2 WHOLE days. This week has gone so slow. Did I even go to Paris? I don't think it really happened. Crud in a spud!

I don't think I mentioned this in my last blog, but I went to see the movie How to Lose Friends and Alienate people (Not aliens in it, don't worry Kait!! :) ), and it was so much better than I expected. Considering I don't really like 'popular' comedy or comedians. And this film had the overly rated Simon Pegg in it. It was a pleasant surprise to be greeted with a light hearted, sometimes cringe-worthy, laugh along but not too loud film. I think most films these days aim for the big laughs which, with me, usually fall flat on their face. For some reason I can't laugh if I know the whole theatre is laughing around me. I like to laugh at the little things people don't laugh at. Like people getting their heads blown off... anywhooooo, Yes. This film didn't try to go for the huge laugh out loud, gritty, in your face scenes. Well, I don't think it did. The light chuckles was actually more pleasing to me than a room full of laughing people. It seems more personal.

I don't have much planned for this weekend - I never do. I am actually loving being boring at the moment. Just staying in, or going for a walk with a friend. It means I get to relax and not think about work. I know that if I go out, I will see people from work and that makes me think of work. Which is against the rules at the weekend. Although I LOVE all the people I work with. Just love them. Its stupid. I couldn't imagine not seeing them every day. :) Makes it harder to leave. crap.

I have just attempted to put on my HUGE fake eyelashes. And now my eye is all sticky with the glue. oops. Too much glue is bad for you. That should have been a slogan in the 90's. They are a bit too big me thinks, but I might wear them anyway, just for sh!ts and giggles.

I don't actually have anything to say in this blog, I am just keeping my hands busy. I am trying to learn some new songs on my guitar. But I can never think of any to learn when I want to. Which is annoying. If you know of any songs that might be good to learn on an acoustic guitar, shout up! I need help!

God, I am losing the plot. I am so sure there was something I was going to write about. And now I can't remember. Oh well.

NO NO NO. I remember now. Apparently today is the day the world ends. (again? yep.). The Geneva scientists are going all out after finishing their config of the Super Atom Collider, or whatever they are calling it, today is the day that they actually make atoms collide, thus making a black hole (they think), recreating the creation of the universe inside a controlled environment.

1. How do they know its a controlled environment when its never been controlled before and

B. How do they think they are going to make 2 atoms collide, really? Have you ever tried? its like throwing a live bee at a puppy and hoping it makes contact. Its-a-gonna take-a-while. mmhhhhmm.

Right, live long. But if not. Tell everyone you love them today. Why not? Even if the world doesn't end, its nice to hear.

I love everyone.

Sam

I'll take Everything...

Mmmhhhhhmmmm.

I have a James Blunt song in my head. I love it. Haha.

Anyway, this is only going to be a quick blog, as I have to dry my hair before I go to bed... I hate drying my hair, it takes forever and a day. (such comments can not be taken as literal).

I have been thinking (whilst I was in the shower). After a comment from http://www.blogger.com/profile/10919785602905198976 Gee on my last blog, that I will join a photography society. I know there is one near to me. I just know that it will be full of strange people. And I hate doing things on my own. But OK. Enough is enough. And I have to do this. So it must be done, and I will.

I have been into 'The City' tonight. After work. I am so tired now. But I finally bought Battlestar Galactica (sp?) season 2 on DVD. I love it. Well, I loved the first season, but never got around to seeing the other ones, so I am starting from the beginning. Its amazing. I love DVD's. A healthy obsession if ever there was one. I am always talking about obsessions these days. At least mine are all safe though. For my health, if not everyone elses.

I have just been browsing my Youtube page today (http://uk.youtube.com/user/ScumbagSam) although I don't make vids (yet), I watch alot of it. Its better than real TV!!! and I found the below video. Its great. I love this sh!t. Adam Buxton is a genius. Check it out.

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=BCTevm4xv9U

A lot of links in this one. Sorry!

I think thats all I wanted to say... hmmm. I got some GREAT fake eyelashes (will have to post pictures when I wear them), and I am planning on getting black contact lenses for halloween. If anyone wears contacts, or has cool coloured ones, let me know how much of a pain they are to wear so I can be prepared! haha.

Sam

Ps. Halloween costumes. What to be???

Music

La.

I am so addicted to listening to music at the moment. All kinds. I just can't get enough. I often go through phases where I just want to listen to it forever. And then I have to stop because I start to ruin it for myself. I am one of those people who will listen to a song over and over again until I can't listen to it anymore. And I hate it, so I try to stop myself from doing it, but my siblings are exactly the same, so its damn annoying. Especially since it seems none of them have any control over the particularly annoying trait. I remember I once bought an album and couldn't listen to it for MONTHS because my sisters had played it over and over before I had a chance to listen to it. Ruined. I still blame them for ruining the CD for me!

At this moment in time I have just discovered American Pianist Jim Brickman. I have never come across him before, but he seems to be the musical version of Josh Groban... just without the singing. Its gorgeous music, that actually makes me want to shed tears most of the time. I wish I could play the piano, but even if I started to learn now, I doubt I would ever get as good to be able to play anything like him. I hate that I never learnt piano as a child. Although I am sure that if someone had said to me 'Learn the Piano', I would have made a face and stomped off. I wasn't into learning ANYTHING when I was a kid, and now I regret it so much. I wish I knew everything. I just want to learn things but my stupid adult brain, mixed with my ADHD brain doesn't help that much. In fact. Not at all. I get so distracted. SO easily.

Whilst I am going on and on about getting distracted I might as well venture on to the subject of work. I hate it. I know. Everyone hates work. I do. I didn't hate it a while ago, but it seems its just getting to me now - I feel like i am being dragged into this career I didn't chose, I just needed some cash. And they keep throwing more of it my way which is supposed to be incentive to stay, and it is, but its also giving me incentive to leave - its like a bribery on my future.

I was talking to a friend via email at work (He hates it there too... we are doomed!), and I realised that I was wasting whatever potential I have as a.. anything.. writer, musician, photographer.. anything like that.

I am not company minded. I am a creator. I am an artist. I am an imagination waiting to imagine something or waiting to be allowed to imagine something. I don't know what, but I need help finding out. I don't know how to chose a direction. Photography is my love. But how to get into it? How to start? Its a competitive game and I don't think I have the balls or the talent to play.

Life. Confuses. Me.

Sam

Writing for dumb dumbs.

*SIGH*

I am sleepy and I have done nothing all day. I am in such a writing mood at the moment.. and reading. I started New Moon last night... have almost finished it, so I had to stop reading it this morning and have been twiddling my thumbs procrastinating so I can make the book last longer! Basically, I have just listened to music all day and played on my guitar until my fingers hurt! :) Fun.

But as I AM in the mood to write, I was looking at some of my old stuff, which i kept (I don't usually keep a lot of things I write). But this one I did keep I quite like, as I woke up in the middle of the night a while ago and had to write my thoughts down. I don't know where it came from and I am sure its not good in any literary sense - but I kinda wanted to just put it out there anyway! so here it is... The War.

The moon smiled at me tonight,
and one of its star like eyes winked at me solemly,
as if knowingly,
memories of my dream-like state fully intact in their own memories,
unlike mine, which ebb away like the tide,
the tide controlled by the moon,
is it stealing me away,
my thoughts?
As I try to cling to these lives I have lived,
the lives that lasted a lifetime,
but in the eyes of the stars just mere seconds,
I recall the feelings, and I develop them,
like old pictures, faded and smiling, out of frames.
Smiling like the moon.
I fear I may never feel those feelings again,
and as the stars and the moon and the sky suck at them with their vastness,
I cry.
Am I fated to be like those before?
The dreams that lasted forever, but were gone in one instance,
only to be forgotten by me when the next one took its place,
the next night.
The new dream.
The old feelings, here, but more.
Are they more? Or the same? Either way, even I forgot what I tried to remember,
but the war rages on,
Me and the Moon, and the stars.
The war goes on,
like my dreams.

Parisian Skies

Salut!

Well, I am officially back from Paris. Having just had a shower and unpacked etc. I am in the process of trying to sort out my pictures so that I can put them up here to show the world what I saw.

Basically, I thought Paris was brilliant! I have never wanted to go up until a few months ago when I realised I was so close to it, I might as well see what the fuss is about.... I will try to sum up what I saw (if I can remember, it all seems a lifetime ago now), and where I went...

I flew over from London (and I hate flying), to be greeted by a foreign airport, and a need to get onto a bus and find my hotel. Now, consider this. I woke up at 2am to get to the airport for 4, flight at 6, arrived in Paris at around 7, made it to the hotel at about 10ish (all in the AM), checked in, went for a wander and didn't actually go back to the hotel until... I think it was about 7 or 8 PM. Long day. especially when during that day we (me and my friend), went to wander around La Chapell and Notre dame (sorry if I spell these things wrong by the way... :P) .

Time sure does go by fast though, and I really loved it all. We climbed to the top of Notre Dame and saw all the views and the gargoyles etc. which was beautiful. We also wandered through the chapel and saw a hell of a lot of amazing architecture and stained glass windows. Although, I have to say, the architecture really was stunning. The detail in it all is just... indescribable. I hope some of the pictures do it justice - but please note that I was working on a no flash basis, and standing still is not my best talent. I am quite famous for it actually.

Lets see, what else? Oh yes, the 2nd day, which was Tuesday, was wonderful too. Me and my friend went to the Palace De Versailles and wandered around, looking at both the architecture, the old rooms, the hideous pop art that is being exhibited there at the moment by Jeff Koons - an idiotic artist who thinks putting eyesores in the middle of a palace would be good fun... humph.

We also strolled through the gardens. May I just take a moment to point out just HOW big of a place this palace is... we walked all day, and didn't even see the whole of the grounds... seriously! It was amazing!

On to the third day, Wednesday. Typically, as most women do, we went shopping. Now, I know that shopping in Paris is legendary, but I can honestly say that unless you are made of money and have the frame and build of an elegant french lady, you are screwed. All the shops we found were pretty useless when it came to clothes. In fact, I think I built it up too much. There was no more choice than there would have been here in the UK. I didn't get my winter coat. I got earrings and a beautiful bracelet from this little boutique which was run by a woman who used to be a stylist for designers like Chanel etc. She was the nicest person ever. So cute and quirky! The shop was called Loola and I would recommend it if you are thinking about going to Paris - she usually only sells in wholesale, but will sell retail if you go in and ask! ;)

Another great place to go if you love all things book like, and legendary is the Shakespeare and Company Book shop. There is a main book store next to their antique book store and its worth its weight in gold. I had to stop myself from buying anything, as I promised myself I wouldn't get any more books no matter what, after a spending spree online before I went away, but this place... you could spend days just rummaging through the stacks, finding little gems. The poetry section is second to none, as is the fiction section. There is all sorts to look at, its just knowing where to start that is a bit daunting, but its great! Honestly, go!!!

Concluding this day was a trip to the Louvre at night to see it all lit up, and we wandered around inside looking at the paintings and sculptures. We saw the Mona Lisa (overrated), but I was more interested in the painting on the wall to the side of it... I hate following the crowd! haha.

It was a beautifully constructed building though. Even if the art wasn't there, the architecture was stunning - full of curving archways and domes with murals painted every-which-way you looked. I spent more time looking at the ceilings than anything else!!!

Moving on from the Louvre was the trip to the Eiffel Tower, which again, was nicely lit up at night. All blue and sparkly. I am terrified of heights, but I went up the lift (eek) - closing my eyes on the way up so I didn't have to see the ground going bye-bye below me! But at the top it was beautiful. However, I think the tops of buildings is losing its awe for me. I have been to the tops of so many that they all start to look the same. Lights all look identical from way up high - not that I wouldn't want to look down at a city, but, I don't know. I am a bit desensitised to the excitement of it all now. :( its like when you wake up on Christmas day and realise you don't actually care if the reindeer ate the carrots you left them the night before... the magic is gone! But still, it was pretty nonetheless, and I tried to take photos and staying still was hard, as it was windy, but I got at least 1 staying still one before I just started to love the camera on purpose so that I could get the light trails!

Leaving the tower past midnight, after dinner, me and my friend headed back to the hotel and slept for a bit. Thursday was our last day, and I woke up with a killer cold, that I thought I had fought off well, but turns out I didn't... :( rubbish!

We packed and checked out, and went for a wander around the hotel area before heading to the airport - of course we stumbled onto some amazing shopping streets and restaurants. Why does that always happen on the last day??!! I finally bought something for my winter wardrobe though! It was a scarf with a hood! Genius invention. I love it so much!!

Flying back was OK, although my ears were pretty much done in on account of the pressure of my cold and the plane, and after meeting up for dinner with friends, me and my pal went back to the place we were staying and crashed! Today we travelled back from London - it took us.. oh... about 4 hours to get home. Trains can be so slow! I then had to limp from the station back to my house and my poor feet decided it was the end of the line!

Oh my feet. How I got through Paris at all is questionable. We had gone salsa dancing in London on the Saturday before we left, and I stupidly wore heels. My feet were blistered to hell before I even got to France! Still. It was an amazing trip, and I learnt a couple of things.

1. you don't go dancing before a city break.

2. Being able to say even a few words in French will get you quite far. Even if its just Bonjour, Merci, Pardon, Parle Vous English? and of course, the ever helpful Oui!

OK folks, I am going to post this, and attempt to get the link for pictures below before I head to sleepyville, population; ME.

Sorry this was so long, but thanks for sticking with it if you did read it!

Au'revoire.

Sam

EDIT: Here are some of my blurry pictures!! :)

http://s210.photobucket.com/albums/bb128/samsiren/Paris%2008/

Bonjour!!

OUI!

I am back from Paris, with a slight limp and a madenning headache, but all is well!

I am going to write an actual blog about it all as soon as I have showered and got my bearings, and sorted out my pictures to post up here, so for now, you can sit tight and hope that the next blog will be partially interesting in some way!

Merci,

Sam

FRIDAAAY!

Humph!

Is it just me, or has this week gone really fast?! Its mental, but alas, I am not complaining, as I am off to Paris on Monday, after my short stay in London for some Salsa dancing and cocktails with some folk! I am hoping that my insane fear of heights won't stop me from reaching the top of the Eiffel Tower... I am sure it won't.. I hope it won't... eek!

Still, Going to Paris is helping me complete a life goal. And I don't just mean a personal life goal, because I don't really have any of those at the moment. Note to self - set yourself some targets girl!!

Paris in general, is one of the places everyone says you 'must see before you die' - so I guess I am fulfilling what everyone is told to do. Its so stupid, if you have ever read one of those Top Places to do before you die books. It lists just about everywhere that it can think of, and so is telling the general masses to travel around the world over and over again until you have set foot on every continent, in every city, walked down every beach and seen every canyon. Psh! I am sure not everyone wants to do that, and the people that do are so busy with regular day to day stuff, like trying to live in this credit crunch world that they don't have time to do it and can't afford it! I don't know why I am ranting about that, but whilst I am talking about it...

WHAT IS THE VALUE OF MONEY!?!

The value of money used to be simple. Each country had a certain amount of money based on their gold reserves... how much shiny stuff was in the ground. But now, its not so much, since its the loaning culture these days, people spend what they dont have, borrow; pay it back when they have borrowed more from somewhere else, and so I ask. In all of this confusion... what is the actual value of money these days? nothing. squat. zip.

The country is in debt. Is it? I wouldnt know, as I have never borrowed money - but apparently I must be in debt because the UK has no money and banks are falling under. I am so confused. I don't understand the current culture, or this civilisation. I just don't. MONEY MONEY MONEY. We might as well all just start printing our own, its got as much worth and value as regular money anyway I bet. again, this is nothing.

Honestly, I am at a loss with every country at the moment - wars, money, drugs and knife crime. Why don't people just get on with what they want to do? A perfect world.

A girl can dream...

Pictures of Paris coming soon.

Sam

Trying not to think about it!!

UHOH!

I am kind of freaking out right now. I while ago I started writing a book or sorts, and got a good few chapters into it, I liked it, and knew exactly where it was heading, it was just a case of writing it all down in an interesting fashion... of course now... I CAN'T FIND IT! I have the first opening I wrote for it.. the background to the story, but I don't have any of the character introductions... I can't find the story anywhere and I am getting scared!!! I can't just rewrite it, as I don't think I could fully remember what I had done... It was stupid of me not to back it up, I know, and I never learn, but AHHHHH!!!!! I was really in the mood to write some more today as well. Its ridiculas.

But I never learn. I keep saying I am going to start backing things up, as I have a hell of a lot of things on my laptop that I would hate to lose. Crap Crap Crap!

If anyone sees a half written story lying around, please tell me, and I will retrieve it... Grrrr. I can't lose it.

I know I am ranting, but there is no one here to tell, so I thought I would just explode here! eek!

Right, I am going to hunt for it some more...

I could cry!!!

Sam

HAHAHAHAHAHAH -2 second later Edit.... I just found it... a couple of pages down from where I thought I had lost it... I am such a doofus, and laughing so much at myself now!!!! PHEW! But still, lesson learnt. BACKUP!!!