The View
 Not the show, that kind of sucks a lot.

A letter

This is a post.
This is a excuse.
This is the result of not having things
This is me complaining about something I shouldn't
This is me saying I haven't forgotten about this place where I can post things I find brilliant, banal and just generally interesting. I will post soon and make up for all the lost time. I will see you again and shout like the barbaric yawp of Whitman and reference Dead Poets' Society to make me seem cultured. But this is me saying I'll be here soon enough in all my self obsessed self promoting indulgent ways so see you then.

Cranes
 Taken on a little expedition down Queen's Street.

This is the start
 Of me catching up on this blog
I'm sorry in advance for flooding your dashboard but this is something I think I need to do. I'm okay returning to my blog and it is all self-indulgent but I hope you can deal with me being weird and annoying.

REV

Voyages
 2 more days until I leave, fuck. I don't know if I am "ready" but I guess things happen and you have to just go.
 500th post

Room
 Taking pictures of it at 1am using books as coloured reflectors so I know what it looked like before I had to destory it for university

Wednesday
 The start of the last week.

Summer
 Until Sunday I hadn't even felt the sea, nor had I spent a day of being at the beach or feeling like I was immersed within that whole idea of "Summer". It will be the only time I do this whole summer and I feel like I've missed out and waited for a bit too long lucking out on what could've been. The fear of not making the most of things is one of my biggest probably an extension of my fear of death.

What I guess I'm trying to ramble is take everything, enjoy everything and just jump.

Celebration
 SHOUT, LAUGH

Parting
 A gift for a friend who is off to start an adventure.

Happy Dragon
 Literally the name and probably some of the most delicious chips ever.

Friday
 Sorting out uni fees, worrying over scholarships and catching up.

Rain
 It poured and poured then we cancelled then it cleared up such is the nature of outdoor shows. However tomorrow we are going to nail this shit.

Van
 Starting another week of Quarry shows, come along.

Devour
 Roast Chicken.

Exchanging
 Work/Performances for much needed rest.

Film
 and feeling like a fuck up.

Saturday
 Not taken on a Saturday.

Friday
 3 night in. Petrol costs a shit tonne. Listening to MIA-Bad Girls

Trawling
 Flicking through my photos.

Open

Sun
 It hasn't peeked out of the clouds in awhile.

4 hours
 Of sleep does not make for the best me I can be.

Party Time
 Staying up late and having a Photoshop party were I panic every second about photoshop crashing on me whilst I listening to increasingly hip music.

Saturday
 5 more days until we open.

Grandstand
 I just love the dussledorf school of photography. After I this I have 4 tumblr posts to do and then a mock up of our programme.

Night
 Having to post during the day before rehearsal or I just won't. Last night went really well the end needs a bit of refinement but everything bar me forgetting my blanket went swimmingly.

Wednesday
 The first of February, 27 days away from the start of University life and the day where I'm left to fend for myself.