Not that anyone cares, but my camera isn’t broken! I’m so happy! One of the buttons was stuck and was making it go mad. Hooray!
Happy Birthday Dan. Love.
Not that anyone cares, but my camera isn’t broken! I’m so happy! One of the buttons was stuck and was making it go mad. Hooray!
Happy Birthday Dan. Love.
The camera that has been with me through everything, through being attacked by stupid girls in the street to every night out I’ve ever been to, to every day when I see something inspiring, has broken. It’s rubbish.
It’s fine in video mode, voice record mode and best shot photograph mode, but if I turn the dial to auto picture or manual exposure mode it will show me the live picture on the screen for two seconds, and then it’ll turn to black. The annoying thing is it’s nothing wrong with the shutter because it will still take photos and even let me look at them afterwards. I am overdramatizing really, as I could use the viewfinder, but I am worried it is on the way out. I suppose it’s good practise for when I get my lomography camera. However, this is the time when I definitely cannot afford another digital camera. But I definitely cannot live without one. Dilemma (sad face)
I have three hand bags: one my Dad bought me from America, a vintage Waldybag in disrepair but still loved, and a black brocade type thing from TK Maxx. Who needs designer really? I don’t want the same things as everyone else, and I am definitely NEVER going to spend the same amount of money needed for a house deposit on a bag.