What a difference three years make...

My room is currently under the process of being 'renovated'. I have aging wallpaper from the 70s, I am sleeping on a matress on the floor and all I have to entertain myself is my laptop (with no internet) and The O.C.


Thus, I have decided, as unemployment is still relentlessly driving up my arse, I have decided to take full force with my bedroom.


One of the ways in which I plan to capture the best three years of my life, what was spent making friends-for-life at university, is to make huge framed collages of a gazillion photos taken in that three-year period. Needless to say, I made a notorious boob at Boots and printed an extra £20's worth of photos IN THE WRONG BLOODY SIZE.


FUCK!


Anyway, today I made the first of the, most likely, four framed collages and it took the entirity of two hours to make.


Needless to say, it's one of the prettiest things I've 'made' in my life. I only wish that my children are as stunning as this collage is.


:)


One down, three to go.