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Apr. 1st, 2008

eat or flirt

I did a painting :-D

I haven't painted in years. So I was really pleased with how this came out :-D

Tom Welling from Smallville. Yes, I'm a Smallville geek o_O

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Weeeeeeeeeeee!

Mar. 16th, 2008

crying

This morning...

...I feel used.

Mar. 1st, 2008

sookie

It's official...

...I lack the ability to do uni work. Literally. I have sat here all day and faffed around with anything BUT my work. I just sat here trying to format my Myspace music page using various css codes (this makes me sound like such a geek...), but for some reason every time I added one to set something right on my page it fucked up something else... wtf?!?! It's extremely irritating. So now my scroll bars fucked up and so is my contact table.

Sorry, that was incredibly boring. But that is what I am sitting here doing, stressing over that. Good GOD I need to sort out my life...

Feb. 27th, 2008

love happy

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I feel so good about the gig I did last night! I got a message really late Monday night saying that a guy from Livesoc, who was supposed to be playing at a charity club night at Thekla (a big club on a boat in Bristol), broke his finger and couldn't play- and he'd given them my name, and so could I do a half hour set. So I said yes, so last minute I strolled up and played last night.

And actually that was my first 'proper' gig in Bristol. I.e. It wasn't a night set up by Livesoc. And it got a really good reception! Quite a few people came up to me afterwards and said I was good, and people actually recognised me and said they'd seen me play with Livesoc before/at Fair Trade cafe (which was 2 years ago!!). So I got a total buzz from it :-) And just now my friend Sophia said that her mate went to Thekla and was chatting to her about it and said 'Yeah there was a girl with a fringe playing upstairs, and she was amazing', and Sophia was like 'Ooh that's my friend!'

How cool is that?!?!

I'm not sitting here trying to boast or anything, it's just I get so so so nervous before gigs, and always fuck up the guitar parts, and as a result lose my confidence a bit, which is why I don't pluck up the courage to contact bars/clubs and ask to play. So it's just really really nice when I get a compliment like that- not somebody who's just saying it to my face to be nice, but actually enjoyed it! It inspires me to write more and sing more.

A part of me thought yesterday it'll be a shame to leave Bristol, it's a lot easier to find small bars and pubs to play at here than back home, and a lot easier to get contacts, network etc. Also more likelihood of someone being there that you know, and a friendly face is always good. I can't imagine going back home and playing acoustic gigs like this, would be waaaaay too fucking scary.

Gah, but you know, a part of me is too lazy to take it any further. The gigs I've done so far this term have been easy, I've just replied to emails and stuff to get them, I haven't done any looking myself. So... I doubt I'll get very far! Also, it's a bit late to only start getting properly into gigs in my final year.

D'oh!

Feb. 19th, 2008

sookie

One Evening

The evening was long, my guesses were true
You saw me see you
That something you said, the timing was right
The pleasure was mine

The time and the place, the look on your face
Sincerest of eyes
If you're ready or not, the state of our hearts
There's no time to take

When we started both brokenhearted
Not believing
It could begin and end in one evening

We were caught by the light
Held on to the day till it became hours
The minutes went by, the cab is outside
There's no time to take

When we parted, moving on
And believing it could begin and end in one evening

When we started both brokenhearted
Not believing it could begin and end in one evening
When we parted, moving on
And believing it could begin and end in one evening

By Feist.

These lyrics are so so so perfect right now.

Feb. 7th, 2008

sookie

Is this the right thing to be doing?

Yes. No. Yes. No. No. Yes. Yes. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. No. No. Yes. Shit.

Feb. 6th, 2008

love happy

My Valentine Postbox

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Gimme love people. <3

Jan. 27th, 2008

crying

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I don't wanna be the one
The one who's always left behind
Will there ever come a day
When I can turn around and say

It's all right now
It's all right now, yeah, yeah
It's all right now

I don't wanna be the one
The one who's always left undone
Losing more and more
I'm drained of everything
I'm falling down
I'll go see through in the sun saying

It's alright now
It's alright now yeah, yeah
It's alright now

Waiting, watching, restoration for those who stay
Waving to those that walk away

I don't wanna be the one
If I could only see it
If I could only feel it
Will there ever come a day

It's alright now
It's alright now yeah, yeah
It's alright now


- Alright, The Lucy Nation

Jan. 7th, 2008

sookie

My deceased uncle Tony

I would just like to point out that, for a while now I was never quite sure how my uncle Tony died at 23 years old, before I even met him. I assumed, knowing the basics (and being told them when a lot younger), that he was drunk when he fell over a wall and hit his head on the pavement, cracking his skull open. I have rediscovered tonight that it was because he was being sensible, i.e. not drinking and driving, that he got the train home from a party in Wimbledon, very sober, and went the shortcut way home from Cheam station, i.e. over the wall, and slipped and fell, and thus cracked his skull on the pavement...went into a coma... didn't recover etc etc.

I simply wanted to write this to anyone whom I may have said that he was drunk whilst this incident occured. As this is not true, and I now feel even more upset that he never got to live... cos to be honest, he sounds like he would have been the best uncle I could have ever had! But unfortunately it was not to be!

That is all.

Rest in Peace, Tony Radburn, Uncle I Never Had
xxx

Dec. 2nd, 2007

sookie

(no subject)

I reaaaaaaaaally don't like having work to do.

I've just got that horrible end-of-the-weekend feeling. When you're faced with another week of lectures and the fact that you haven't done any work over the weekend and as a result will have to be a hermit for the next 7 days. Going out this weekend just makes it worse cos it's given me a taster of just pissing around and not doing anything again, and as a result I feel like all my good intentions of doing work have flown out of the window. I literally cannot be arsed.

I wish I had a little constant companion I could just make appear and disappear whenever I wanted to. Then I would never feel alone.
I really don't like the end of a weekend.

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