Concept.

Photographs are such a wonderful thing. Looking through photos I have makes me realize this might be all I have to remember someone by. A moment of our lives captured onto a piece of paper, to look at for the rest of our lives. Capturing our youth into a photograph, that we can use to reminisce and remember all the things we did. How happy we are right now, with no worries or anything of the sort. It just amazes me how much a single photograph can tell. A picture is worth a thousand words, right? Holding up a small contraption, pressing a button, and there you have it, your own little memory, to hold in your hands forever. It's such a curious things. Not exactly the mechanics of the whole thing, just the concept. It's a wonder.

So, I've stopped biting my nails, my room is almost cleaned out, and I'm this close to picking out a colour for my room. Who knew there were so many shades of yellow? I'm digging my colour schemes so far, primary colours, not that anyone reads this. I'm just really excited for it to be done. But I shouldn't get ahead of myself. I tend to do that sometimes.

Strange things tend to happen. 

Oh, and I really wish my best friend was in town for her birthday. Gee whiz.