I brought a D-SLR, canon 350D with a 18mm-200mm lens. I brought it out for the first time to a boat trip and I thought I did quite well. I now need to get photoshop, so that I can achieve even more.

Yea, I went to NZ. It was great. Beautifuls mountains are everywhere, found that place (mount) where the small town in Gondor (Lord of the rings - the scene with the king and Wormtougue). Went on a awesome heli-day and hurt my ankle. Unfortunatly, I didn't manage to find Gollum (probably too cold).

Went wakeboarding, I jumped and had a bad landing, my front feet came off the strape, the board swung up and hit me at the back of the head. I have to explain myself to my mum about blood dripping down my head. Got forced to go check out with the doctor for that 1 cm cut. They SHAVED ME, damnit = pessimistic! At least they didn't wax me (oppermistic). Neways, a patch of hair was shaved for the ease of stitching up my wound. I had two stitches this time. Which was not as bad as last time. Which was 16 stitches for a car crash at the age of 16. Now, at the age of 18, I have 18 stitches in total in my body. I now have a theory that for every year I age, I have a chance of getting an extra stitch.

Right, I have just missed my flight, I watch the last express train close the door and left and worst, I got rejected by the pilot and I saw the tube-like-walk-way-tunnel-thingy pulls off from the plane and the plane rolling away. I couldn't arrive in time to Auckland to get on the next plane I am meant to catch so I end buying another ticket. I was being very stupid. I deserved to be punished. Off to the cliff, Choa!

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I am off to New Zealand for a snowboard trip moving from place to place in the region where they shot The Middle Earth in the Lord of the Rings near Queenstown for two weeks. On my second last day will be the day my results comes out. I hope I got into the university I want and same to all those out there who await the day A-level comes out. Good luck to you all.

Jason Lee

I went to third or fourth time life drawing lesson and i decide to try life sculpting. For two hours, I was hacking away at this six inch block of clay into the naked man (Ron was his name) on the small sofa seat I saw in front of me. There was a break and I was the only one who was still working with my piece while everyone was chilling out. By the end of it, I was very proud of it. Then I had my exams, I put it aside in the workshop. I visited it twice. Today, I went to check it out, hoping to maybe klin and glaze it. "Ron On The Chair" was gone. They were clearing the workshop! For an hour, I searched through baskets of to-be-thrown-away work and i couldn't find them. People will be paying something like 5 pence to have a throw at the pieces with a cricket ball. There is a glimspe of hope that someone have put it aside, but deep inside I know I have to accept that nothing can be done and it was a big shame that no photos were taken of the work that marks my first time of doing art work of this kind (life sculpting using this yellowish clay). It would have been a nice deviantion. I feel very empty like many of you must have once experienced. I feel numb now.

Anyone wants to share a similar experience, feel free. Well, probably no one reads this anyway. Off to jump off a cliff. Bye and thanks for reading. ....

tell me I am wrong, hope I am

After being dormant since god knows when, I am going to start posting for this easter again. You people will see!