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GENERAL.LIFE
Here I am. Sitting here with my bedroom curtains drawn, to counter the streaming summer sun from tainting the screen.
I looked at my last journal and realised 'hey, I haven't updated that in a while'.
So here we go, some updates.
I haven't been doing much designing recently. Well, I say not much, but that's a lie. I have been designing, just behind the scenes. You will get to see it soon, but the main reason for you not, is it's a website design.
Yes, I'm designing websites again. I haven't designed many, but I find that when I do I'm fairly happy with them.
And the same goes for this. It's quite eye candyish, but business and corporate at the same time. I know, it's a beautiful mix.
Why am I designing a website again?
Because I've started a t-shirt company. Yes, that's right. I'm starting a t-shirt company.
It's driven and carried by my girlfriend's enthusiasm(more on her later), i said I would start designing t-shirts a while ago. but close on a week ago, me and her were just on the phone when out of the blue she asked me how my t-shirt designing was going.
And that -as they say- was that.
I have the basic layout designed and dreamweaver sits installed and primed on my hard drive. It's just a case of me getting down and doing it now.
Yes, I procrastinate.
A lot.
But it helps when carried on enthusiasm.
So yeah. The reasons why life is so fantastic(as if to list them):
> 2 weeks till the end of my exams and I'm free for the summer
> Muse is in 2 weeks
> There are going to be so many parties over the summer
> We're starting a company which looks like it may take off.
> It's the summer
> I'm 16
> And I'm in love to the bestest girl ever.
> oh and she's amazing.
> she makes me so wonderfully happy
> yay
> 7 months in 9 days.
In pessimistic news. My soprano saxophone was stolen.
In optomistic news. The insurance company gave me £1040 for my stolen saxophone and I'm going to buy a really nice one.
So yay. And me and callum have a hopeful gig lined up for that.
Life's just going so well.
Peace.
Out.
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