So it comes right down to the fact that lately, I can't take good photos of anything more than animals. Not to say that I don't enjoy doing it or have anything against it, but I would like to do more than that. I want to take pictures of bigger, better things, and nothing is stopping me except for myself. I don't know...I am making a big deal out of nothing, but it's little things like these that seem to get to me.

Starting...er...SOON, I will make my best attempt to take pictures of things other than animals. Until then, I'll just put up some pictures of animals and some other things that I don't think came out quite good. x:

The worst part is, I'm somehow getting depressed about it, and I've been getting depressed a lot lately, which leads me to believe that its NOT the fact of the whole pictures thing, but that's its something much more deeper than that. I've been getting depressed about a lot of things, even small things that no healthy person should even find significant to waste their time with. I want to fix this, but I don't know what it is. Maybe that whole, 'random manic depression' thing is coming back, even though its seemed to stay dormant for quite some time. Damn family genes...I BLAME YOU!! Perhaps its the book I have been reading? It brings back some old memories of when these feelings weren't dormant...

At any rate, I need to figure it out soon before some old habits come back and I begin to lose it again... *eyes scissors on desk*