I was cleaning out my room today and found a book I used to write poetry in. I started this poem book when I was in gr.11, December 2008, almost 2 months after I was released from the hospital. Its kinda like a diary, seeing what I was thinking in a certain point in time. Some of its sad, its hard to believe I was ever at that point. Some of the poems are incomplete, a couple of paragraphs or sentences. Its like half forgotten memories. I can't remember what I was thinking or referring to. Theres some of them that I'd like to finish. Some of it is full of anger, remembering things that had happened and people who hurt me. I may end up posting some of them here eventually.
On a life note things are going alright. I head to England in less then a month and 1 month from today I'll be getting on a plane to Chisinau, Moldova! I went to an agency a few weeks ago. They told me they like my look and want me to join their team. I need to update my portfolio before I can get a contract though. I'm hoping to do some shoots in London while I'm there, who knows I might stop in an agency or 2. I've been given an amazing opportunity, I can't waste it! So if anyone here is a photographer (professional) and will be in London this August, just let me know
One thing I've realized recently (this is going to sound cliche) is that life is so short. A girl I went to junior high with died suddenly a few weeks ago. She was just a year older than me. A few days later, a girl that attended the same university as me and was friends with people I know died after being the victim of a hit and run. She had just graduated university. I don't want my obituary to read '20 years old, worked at clothing store, liked reading history books and hanging out with friends'. I want to live life to the fullest! I don't want to be held back by my past anymore. I want to escape this feeling of being trapped. I don't want to be scared or worried. I want to go see what the world has to offer!