hello again :)

"Life has been some combination of fairy-tale coincidence and joie de vivre and shocks of beauty together with some hurtful self-questioning"
Sylvia Plath

So, I'm sitting here attempting to construct a critical analysis of another shitty 'love poem', and I'm struggling slightly. Not because I don't have anything to say about the poem, but because it needs to be handwritten. This has come as a bit of a shock to me as I always considered myself to be one of those people who don't really let go of the classic things such as reading and handwriting things...but I'm finding it surprisingly difficult to not type it all out, plan it, rearrange it and copy and paste various bits all over the place.
Once again I'm doing that thing where I say to myself 'I wish I'd carried on writing my journal' and I'll probably end up writing another one for about a week, then soon I won't be bothered again.

but still, on the bright side, I've got myself a lovely new bag, for just fifty little pounds :)

this is the last expensive thing I'm buying this month, but it's adorable, and I love it :) :)

so, I now need to return to hand cramp and getting frustrated about handwriting a massive essay on 'love poetry'
ah, the good times :)