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Since the Valentine's thing is only to one of youAnd I want to show these to lots of you (Oh hai btw, I'm still alive etc etc ) I thought I'd do a journal.
I'm not low cos it's a particular that day that particular things are meant to be happen in particular.
I'm in fact rather good, (especially having now written this )
But yes, anyway, this:
..... *finds out how to put deviations in journals*
This was an awesome day, awesome with a hint of regrets, but aren't all awesome days from years ago? Anyway, lonflavio COME BACK. Because we all miss you and we haven't done this at a single devmeet since and I think it'd be awesome if we did!
And also heehee at how everyone's changed since then, especially those of you who I know much better than I did at the time
I'll get round to recommending this for a DD one day I swear (NO, please don't steal my thunder, my very, very late thunder...)
So yeah, since none of you bar Steve probably remember this, I left this devmeet early to g
30th June 2012 HQ Picnic devmeetIt was EEEEEPIIIIICCC!!!
Each time I looked up at the sky it was insanely beautiful and blue skies and the clouds were SOOOO PRETTY. And so the sun continues to shine on devmeets
Pretty sure we had more people than the HQ meet 3 years ago Was strange being on "the other side" of things though, I think this sort of meet is somehow more fun for the new people, as it (for me at least, and I know it did the same for lots of others from reading what they're saying) opens up a whole new world, actually meeting awesome like minded people is quite indescribable and incredible.
So being on the other side where I already know lots of people is strange because I want to meet new people but somehow feel as though I can't, or it's hard, or something, so weird! Still had a great time though,
Been going through the people who signed the stick and saying hi to them, and trying to spread the word about britain everywhere, as I didn't find out about that for a while after the
On my Two Wheels.On my two wheels I am free,
Relying on no-one but myself,
If I am to get up this hill,
Then I alone will push,
This head wind is pushing me back,
Slowing me down,
The pedal strokes slow down,
The gears change up,
In for the long haul,
As the grass on the verge passes by slower than usual,
I look up and forwards,
To see there's still a mountain to climb,
But this headwind an't gonna stop me,
Is this best you've got Mother Nature?
Can you really not stop me climbing?
Can you only slow the inevitable?
Of out own downfall as we reach the top,
Breathe in the view filling our eyes,
Not noticing the fatal fall,
That we started when we challenged her,
Thinking she was fighting us,
Not trying to guide us to safety.
Phyonix's (Possibly FREE) North London FireworksBrought to you by the Enfield District Scouts.
So its that time of year again!
EDIT: If your are wanting to attend please state so in the comments, I need an idea of how many tickets to get.
Meeting: 3rd November, 1pm @ Oakwood Station (north end of picadilly line)
We'll eat and drink in a pub or two before heading out for the fireworks! Pubs are few and far between so be prepared to walk... (sorry)
The bonfire is in Enfield town park, gates open at 6pm and the display starts at 7:30.
I will try and get tickets for everyone, but bring some extra money just in case, tickets I do aquire will be handed out on a first come first serve basis.
Tickets are £6 for Adults and £4 for Children if you are unlucky enough to not get one
The display has a fairground and food for any who would be interested.
Pub visits after the display will be decided on the night due the high capacity crowds.
What to bring: Money, ID, travelcard, camera, glowsticks/lights/fluorescent/shiny thi
A Bloody, Stupid Miracle The day we’d cured the human condition was the day I put a bullet through my head and didn’t die. It was also the day I realized how scared I actually was of death, and after hours of muscle ache from holding that gauze against my open skull, after the wound closed and everything went back to normal, I had myself a good old-fashioned brainstorm. How ironic.
But when summer came, everything had fallen to shit. The air scorched my skin and parched my tongue every time I took a breath. The sun glared down on a rapidly-collapsing world, full of the undying bastard children of cruelty and misfortune. What was one to do when their cells regenerated faster than they decomposed?
My feet hit the pavement, now littered with jagged bits of glass to snap at my toes, thoroughly baked by the blazing ball of bitter disdain high overhead. Today was worse than yesterday. Though I’d often wondered the purpose of it anymore, I
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