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Click on the sleepwalking child to read my review of sigur rós at the southampton guildhall
"ég gaf ykkur von sem varð að vonbrigðum.. þetta er ágætis byrjun
You probably wont know what this translates to, but its the story of my life
I dont know what i can really write here anymore, it seems kind of strange trying to some up something as complex as a person into a few hundred words. I have a sudden new faith in the world, and my hopes and dreams have become more than wasting away. I want to make an impression now, fuck knows how, fuck knows when, but one day i'll do something.
One day i'll learn to speak icelandic and travel there taking pictures. I'll then meet a rosey cheeked stranger whom i will fall in love with, we will have two children called Von and Vakka and a kitten called Stalin. We will marry listening to Sigur Rós and when we get tired of our jobs we will set up a small buisness and make rocking chairs for children. We'll die up somewhere in the mountains.
Until then im planning on studdying photography and graphic design at southdowns college before going to London to carry on with my photographic studies. My summers going to be spent working a soul destroying job trying to earn money to fund my gig going habbit and a trip to paris before September.
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