Jenny Screams Out And Its No Pose, 'Cause When She Dances She Goes And Goes

It's been a funny sort of week hasn't it?

I mean, I'm not sure if I'm happy or sad. Not sure whether its either.
Or whether I should be feeling anything of the sort at all.
I can't quite place what it is.
Its like I'm fairly up beat, on the ball, enjoying myself, but I've been hollowed out from the inside?
Its extremly odd. I don't want to moan. I don't deserve to.
Saying things like that won't get me anywhere either. It's a fairly weak excuse.
I know what might happen this weekend when you go up to your 'Uni friends' and I'm... strangely ok with it. Then again It might not.
I don't like what your friend is saying to you about me. What still gets me is that you told him all the 'pethetic' things about why I did it.
Never really liked him much anyway. Bit of a douche.

Anyhoo, what ho!
List of things to remember for tomorrow:
1. Breath in through the nose, out through the mouth. It will stop you from shaking!
2. Focus. Get into the right frame of mind and stay there.
3. Actually eat something. Tummy rumbles are just plain embarrassing.
4. Don't shake their hand. Apparently its gross, a polite wave maybe
5. Avoid mimicking American accents at all costs.
6. Try not to stutter like Gap tooth Garath.
7. Don't talk fast
8. Do NOT make an inappropriate joke
9. Don't use words commonly used around friends such as 'sexpot' or 'bumder'
10. Don't say good luck to the people who are auditioning you if they say good luck to you. Its awkward.
11. Do not mention you ate a water flea for a tenner
12. Be your bloody self. It'll be a laugh

Why not eh?


N'awwwww:)

Non Jamais, Au Grand Jamais, Regardez Est-ce Que Je Tremble

Bensé
Your lovely
I could listen to you all day even though I can't understand you
You make me want to be French!

Somehow, I'm Leading Someone Else's Life

Well then, It's over.
Wow.
Thats it.

I feel weird. I mean 3 whole years.
I know I have made the right decision. Because it just wasn't there anymore, it wasn't natural. Nothing felt right. There was more bad then good
There was no trust.
I still feel liike a horrible horrible person though.

I still love you. I will for a long long time. I'll miss you so much and I am so sorry.
I want to cry.
But this is my doing, so I should suck it up.


I don't really know what else to say.

Show me the way to be your friend

oh god.

oh god oh god oh god.

I don't know what to do

Monday Morning Comes A-Crawling In

HANGOOOOVVEERRRRRRR

What a lovely weekend though:)

Sarah and Davids wedding was beautiful. Congrats to them!
I had alot more fun then I thought I would, since I didn't know many people there.
But I met alot of new people:) All very nice
The free bar ruined me, lots of crazy dancing! Vaguely remember trying to dip someones goatee in humous.
Sorry Dan.
Good laugh though!
Feeling very fragile now, and a curry is cooking downstaires.
NOM NOM NOM

Panic On The Streets Of London

I havent blogged in aaaaages
Havent really found much to blog about!
Anyhoo, this past weekend has been good stuff
Friday was messy, so much fun! Even though two people were sick and a certain bumder got 'Put on the spot' bad times fo' him! Sozza man
An odd night it was! Has to happen again I reckon
:)
Saturday was lovely with Tom-arse:) Got a dominos and watched the whole series of Misfits
'I'm getting assaulted by a chick with a dick!'
Had abit of a rough week of it last week and sort of broke down abit in front of Griffiths. Bless her
I literely NEVER do that. Why did I do that? Whats wrong with me? I'm not that kind of person
Lost my cool abit.
I'm feeling pretty relaxed, just got back from watching Charlie St Cloud. Its a good film, 'cept Charlies abit of a nutcase. Who wanks themself off in a graveyard? No one I know!
Filth

Time for some OJ and sleep, I've got a horrible headache:/ Ive begun listening to Bense again, I adore the frenchness of his voice!

I really want this, I understand there is hardly a chance but I really really want this. I don't want to blow it

Peace!

The Ballad Of Me And My Friends

Everybody's got themselves a plan, everybody thinks they'll be the man, including the girls. The musicians who lack the friends to form a band are singer-songwriters, the rest of us are DJ's or official club photographers. And tonight I'm playing another Nambucca show, so I'm going through my phonebook, texting everyone I know, and I quite a few I don't, whose numbers found their way into my phone, but they might come along anyway, you never really know.


And we're definitely going to hell,
But we'll have all the best stories to tell