late nights

today i looked through some of my photos on...facebook...i have about 68 albums. during a conversation i had with a friend yesterday, i realized how much i have done in such a short amount of time. i guess i feel like because of where i am right now, i haven't done that much and that i've wasted time. i think this is why i must take so many photos, so i can remember and prove myself wrong. we all looked much happier too. i don't know whether thats good or bad. here are some of my favorites.




















maybe i'll put more up another time.

it's been a while.

i went to england for a month. and i've had so much work to do for uni. it's been an interesting couple weeks, especially this past weekend. full of celebrations, reunions, sad stories, and realizations. also, after hearing about the freedom tunnel for 4 years of high school and even having a friend tag my name up for my birthday, i finally went. it wasn't as scary as everyone said it would be. here are some images that might be able to explain: