As your eyeballs can see, my legs roughly resemble a couple of mouldy bananas at the moment. Honstly, do you not think all of these bruises on my legs are ridiculous? They're actually a lot worse than you can see here in person. I have no idea how they got there. It's fairly unsightly to be quite honest, so I'm not entirely sure why I've chosen to post this on the internet. Perhaps it adds to the quirkiness of the picture? The skirt's an H&M number. It's so comfy I've virtually been living in the thing, especially since it has 2 layers for extra warmth on a chilly day. Adimttedly, the bare feet probably wouldn't help towards being warm. I love having bare feet though. If I could go to school in bare feet I would.
This is the first page from my newish scrap book which is really a large mish-mash of everything, but that's what it's supposed to be right? I love having all these things that right now mean absolutely nothing to me but in 20, 30, 40 years time they'll mean so much more: things I'd lose if I didn't take care of them now. Amongst them is a train ticket from Edinburgh to North Berwick, a sticker from the mueseum of flight (I'm a bit of a sticker fan), a bus ticket, a biro doodle, a (slightly out-of-proportion) sketch of a woman.
Do you scrap-book? What's in yours?