It is never easy to scrap myself, even looking at pics of myself is difficult. A psychologist will probably tell me that the image that I have of myself in my mind is better than the real one, so looking at a mirror or photo forces me to face reality (pun not intended), or some psychobabble like that. Maybe there is some truth in that..
Anyway, not only did I scrap myself, I used all those AWFUL photos of myself that have been lying around all these years, the ones that survived being torn up, that is! This page was not easy to scrap, in fact it took months of packing it away, and dragging it back out again. Donna Downey is busy working on a book about scrapping those crappy photos, and reading about it on her blog made me determined to finish this page at last. 
As you can see, there is some journaling on there. It is my intention to do much more journaling on my pages. When I page through scrapbooking magazines, I LOVE to read stranger's journaling, so I suppose that I should do more of that myself.
That shiny thing in the right corner of the left page, is my student card from my only year at university, in 1985!
Love,
Jacki
