Catastrophes!

My camera has decided to die.

Which is unfortunate, really, because I’ve only had it for a little over a year, and I’ve only just started using it regularly, and it just had to kill itself right when I was starting to develop an interest in photography, and it just really sucks, basically. So I’ll probably be using my dad’s camera for the next little while, while I try to come up with sufficient funds to replace my point and shoot, which is why there will likely be less photography featured on my blog, and that depresses me somewhat.

Why is it that whenever something like this happens to me, I feel the need to ramble on for hours in run-on sentences?

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