I Blog Therefore I Am
So, its been over two years since I updated this LJ of mine. I don't really know why I stopped, probably a lazy thing. just putting it off until I never updated. But lately I've been thinking "Y'know... I should blog again" So here I am.
But, wow... Two years. A lot has happened, where do I start?
Well, to begin with, I'm certainly not 19 as my profile page would have you believe. I'm now 22, 23 in april. I really need to sort that out at the next available opportunity.
When we left our hero last (that's me, in case... y'know... you didn't get that) He was getting increasingly depressed about being an unemployed bum. This lasted for a couple more months until, in an unprecedented display of positive life action (I'm sure there's a word that would cover this concept. Hell if I know what it is) I got myself enrolled in a basic digital photography night class.
Now this class wasn't too deep or complex. To be frank it was a little bit of a waste of time. But it gave me confidence in my abilities as a photographer, something I really needed at that point. And shortly after that I managed to get a nice wee Lab Assistant job in Ninewells. Effectively becoming an employed bum.
Now, the Ninewells job was fantastic. I started at 2 and worked until 6. If, indeed, you could call it work. Once I got past the fact I was working closely with various diseased human fluids, I was able to just do the job in a laid back manner as it really didn't require much brainpower. The only bad point I would say was the fact that one woman I worked with had apparently decided that I wasn't fit to breath her air or some such nonsense. She got increasingly bitter and spiteful towards me, until eventually she actively interfered with me doing my job. But that aside, it was all good.
I was at Ninewells for about a year, just kind of kicking it. I never really considered it a working job, as the stuff I was doing was brainless. But at the end of this year I applied to Dundee College for a NQ Photography course. They accepted.
I just want to say now that going to college was probably the best move I have ever made. For the first time in my life I was actually working for something, not just drifting through life. It is a great feeling. It was in September I started and since then I have learned more about photography than, well, ever! The best part is I can refer to myself as an artist and keep a straight face!
That's the brief version, it took a lot longer to go through in real life. But its been a good two years.
Now, whats changed... well, the good stuff first. I'm not *quite* as cripplingly shy as I used to be, I'm actually able to hold fairly decent conversations with strangers! Also, a bit more confident in myself and I feel like my artistic side is flourishing. Its a slow process but I'm beginning to get to the point where I can interact with society.
And the bad. I feel like I've drifted from a lot of friends. Its a damn shame. I miss people.
Lastly, what hasn't changed. Well, I'm still a gigantic nerd, I have still have bouts of angstiness (though mostly fueled artistically rather than the "my life sucks" stuff from before) and so single it's frightening.
Whats the future look like for the unlikely protagonist of this tale?
Well, my NQ course finishes in ten weeks or so. I've got applications for HN courses in Edinburgh, Glasgow, Aberdeen and Dundee. Which shall be filled out and sent away, asap. I'm rather scared of the prospect of moving town. Talk about jumping in the deep end. But its one of these things. In any case, I'll be moving out of my parents in the summer. The cheap rent was nice but I really need to get out into the world.
Well, that's my life up 'till this fine Friday afternoon. Hopefully I'll get into a regular blogging habit and unleash my own thoughts into the small corner of the internet as I forge into the future with my life.
(Hey, whadya know, I still have a tendency to be melodramatic. I guess that hasn't changed either...)
But, wow... Two years. A lot has happened, where do I start?
Well, to begin with, I'm certainly not 19 as my profile page would have you believe. I'm now 22, 23 in april. I really need to sort that out at the next available opportunity.
When we left our hero last (that's me, in case... y'know... you didn't get that) He was getting increasingly depressed about being an unemployed bum. This lasted for a couple more months until, in an unprecedented display of positive life action (I'm sure there's a word that would cover this concept. Hell if I know what it is) I got myself enrolled in a basic digital photography night class.
Now this class wasn't too deep or complex. To be frank it was a little bit of a waste of time. But it gave me confidence in my abilities as a photographer, something I really needed at that point. And shortly after that I managed to get a nice wee Lab Assistant job in Ninewells. Effectively becoming an employed bum.
Now, the Ninewells job was fantastic. I started at 2 and worked until 6. If, indeed, you could call it work. Once I got past the fact I was working closely with various diseased human fluids, I was able to just do the job in a laid back manner as it really didn't require much brainpower. The only bad point I would say was the fact that one woman I worked with had apparently decided that I wasn't fit to breath her air or some such nonsense. She got increasingly bitter and spiteful towards me, until eventually she actively interfered with me doing my job. But that aside, it was all good.
I was at Ninewells for about a year, just kind of kicking it. I never really considered it a working job, as the stuff I was doing was brainless. But at the end of this year I applied to Dundee College for a NQ Photography course. They accepted.
I just want to say now that going to college was probably the best move I have ever made. For the first time in my life I was actually working for something, not just drifting through life. It is a great feeling. It was in September I started and since then I have learned more about photography than, well, ever! The best part is I can refer to myself as an artist and keep a straight face!
That's the brief version, it took a lot longer to go through in real life. But its been a good two years.
Now, whats changed... well, the good stuff first. I'm not *quite* as cripplingly shy as I used to be, I'm actually able to hold fairly decent conversations with strangers! Also, a bit more confident in myself and I feel like my artistic side is flourishing. Its a slow process but I'm beginning to get to the point where I can interact with society.
And the bad. I feel like I've drifted from a lot of friends. Its a damn shame. I miss people.
Lastly, what hasn't changed. Well, I'm still a gigantic nerd, I have still have bouts of angstiness (though mostly fueled artistically rather than the "my life sucks" stuff from before) and so single it's frightening.
Whats the future look like for the unlikely protagonist of this tale?
Well, my NQ course finishes in ten weeks or so. I've got applications for HN courses in Edinburgh, Glasgow, Aberdeen and Dundee. Which shall be filled out and sent away, asap. I'm rather scared of the prospect of moving town. Talk about jumping in the deep end. But its one of these things. In any case, I'll be moving out of my parents in the summer. The cheap rent was nice but I really need to get out into the world.
Well, that's my life up 'till this fine Friday afternoon. Hopefully I'll get into a regular blogging habit and unleash my own thoughts into the small corner of the internet as I forge into the future with my life.
(Hey, whadya know, I still have a tendency to be melodramatic. I guess that hasn't changed either...)