Sunday, March 28

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I seem to be having strange musical days lately.
The day I posted Young Forever, I just kept listening to it over and over. Then a few days ago, it was Doesn't Mean Anything by Alicia Keys. Then yesterday and Friday I listened to Everybody Knows (John Legend)about 20 times. Now even Mum knows it cause I kept rewinding back to it in the car.
In other news, I'm going to France (hopefully) at the end of the year. I'm am tres excited. Really really really really really really chuffed. Stupendously chuffed. Enormously chuffed.
If only my French were that good.
I've always wanted to go to Europe. It's so...it's the centre of everything. Everything happens in Europe (except for all the stuff that happens in America, I guess). And it's so musically historical.
Pity I'm only going to France. I'd love to go to England too - ABBEY ROAD. But hey, going to France is lucky enough.
I "graduated" (officially conferred into Associate of Music, but let's just call it graduation) on Monday. It was weird. I didn't feel half as chuffed as when I actually got the phone call from my piano teacher to tell me I'd passed. Don't get me wrong, I was still very happy.
And after the ceremony, in our splendid evening gowns and suits, we went to Richmond and had pho.
The end.

Wednesday, March 17

I'll make it to the moon if I have to crawl

AND IT'S BACK.
That feeling of invincibility.
I love it.
Despite the fact that I have English essay tomorrow. And I have no idea what to put on my notes. And I've completely forgotten how to write English essays. And my lack of sleep is turning my brain into mush. And various other things.
But I feel good.
Just thought I'd put it out there.
I got told that lately I've been irritable. That's largely due to many things to do, lack of time, and lack of sleep. Although some may contend that I sleep more than others even when I'm sleeping less than usual, to me, that's not enough.
It peeves me when people make it as thought it's not a big deal, as though I can't possibly be tired.
Annoys me when people act as though any hurt that's mine isn't really a hurt at all.
Where did that come from? No idea.
And although I have been 'irritable' lately, that's different to being unhappy. I'm very happy. Just easily annoyed.

I'll make it to the moon if I have to crawl.

Saturday, March 6

Book

"You didn't let me see you exposed from all your pain. You hid and you left me there. Don't ever ask anyone to that again. Don't ever ask them to bare their soul and then leave it. It's cruel and no matter how much pain you were in, you had no right."
"If he can still p*ss her off, it's a whole lot better than indifference."

Monday, March 1

sacchiride-y 16th

Sweet 16th...literally. So much sugar. So much stupidity. And pizza.
And what a ridiculous amount of ducks.
So thanks to everyone who made me smile with their lovely gifts, or laugh hysterically, in the case of Vivien's beautifully written and illustrated picture book. Thanks for the ridiculously overpriced bag (I love it), the duck bag, the ducks (of course), the playing cards, the big card, all the other stuff that I can't be bothered listing.
But most of all, thank you for all the words. The people who took time and effort to construct a piece of writing, over the net, especially more so if it was on paper. Because then it's a lasting memory.
So let me get to this one point of rage which I can't get over, then we can go back to blissful happy happy.
You were all cut up that no one was wishing you happy birthday, but we eventually sprung you with a card, when I came home.
So why didn't you do the same for me?
There's not really any bitterness in that, I guess, because I got so much stuff yesterday, and spent so much time happy that it was ridiculously awesome. I guess I'm disappointed, and I'm just wondering why you do what you do. And why you can't seem to put yourself in other people's shoes.
Maybe I'm being naive, maybe you've endured more than I have, but I still can't understand it.
But let's close that thought, and once again say thank you very much to everybody.
You make it all worth it.