February 2012
20 posts
SOOO BORED SOMEONE TALK TO ME PLEASE!
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That morning
Memory No. 5
I can’t help it. I can’t think of any fond memories before I take away all the bad. The following morning after Louise went home, my mum came to the church to pick me up. I remember my mum looking alert, she grabbed my arm tightly and tried to get me out the building quickly. I saw my friend crying as I walked out. My mum had her friend with her who lived down...
Saying Goodbye
Memory No. 4
Today we were watching Whitney Houston’s funeral on the news, and my friend turned to me and said ”don’t think this is right, broadcasting someone’s funeral on TV and the internet.” She went on to say that she hadn’t been to a funeral personally, but she always felt that a funeral was a very personal, intimate event that should be kept between...
The tape
Memory No. 3
So one time you invited me over your house for tea after school. You had this tape recorder thing you had been obsessing over for weeks, so we spent the entire evening making these silly news reports like we were part of a radio station or something. I remember laughing so hard. We had a music section to and you sang something you’d obviously heard someone else singing on Pop...
"Don't Leave Me"
Memory No. 2
This particular memory often overshadows all of those which are good. This particular memory holds a lot of regret and grief. The day she died we had been out on a Guide trip to London and were spending the evening sleeping at the Church. My other friend had had somewhat of a panic attack during the day and assuming Louise had seen the amount of attention my other friend received,...
"It's that ole devil called love"
Memory No.1
It was Autumn. Louise and I auditioned to be in this Talent Show at the school and of course Louise got picked. I remember being devastated by one of the “judges” who told me I couldn’t sing, yes, he was that harsh, to an 11 year old. I’m quite certain it’s half the reason why I stopped singing in front of big crowds. Anyway this isn’t about me,...
Dream Catch Me...
As part of my research I intend to use my blog for the next week solely to talk about a different memory each day that relates to my dear friend Louise who died when I was 11. It happened on the 21st February 2003. Doctors say she died the early hours of the morning on the 22nd, but I’m sure she died before that, you know when sometimes you can just feel it? Anyway I have many fond memories...
Boyce Avenue
“This song just kind of poured out of me one night. I had just finished watching a movie in my apartment and I was feeling super inspired, so I picked up acoustic guitar and in a few houses it was done. Part of the reason I think it came together so quickly was because it is definitely the most personal song I’ve ever written. It’s for the girl I will spend the rest of my life...
Fern
Stop panicking. Sort it out.
January 2012
28 posts
Bed
As I lie awake under the wrinkled bed sheets, listening to Ludovico Einaudi, I realise I’m graduating in 5 months… And I don’t know what I’m going to do. I’m not ready.
I don’t particularly like it when I’m talking to someone, and they are clearly not paying attention and then mid “conversation” they start talking to someone else about something different, disregarding the fact that I was trying to talk to them first. No wonder I sometimes feel invisible to people.
Diary
So I thought it was about time I wrote in my journal again as it has been a while. I flicked through the first couple of pages and began to read, within minutes I was reading about my first love. I then saw a sentence about how he used to tell me he loved me by whispering it in my ear long before I remember him and I exchanging our love for one another. It sounds stupid, but reading this makes me...
Am I the only one who doesn’t really care about dressing up for Graduation?
This was my expression when my housemates asked me today (yes, the 22nd Feb) what I was planning on wearing (yes, for the 3rd/4th July).
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You know that moment in He’s Just Not That Into You where Alex turns up at Gigi’s apartment with the pen, and it makes your heart skip a beat because you know that it means he wants her? Yeah, well that moment has totally been ruined for me.
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Hates it when you text someone something and then moments after sending it you think that it was a stupid thing to say, then they don’t respond. Clever girl.
… Of course, a tutors opinion is the be all and end all.
Research
So I finally finished my research folder after months of working on it. This bad boy better get me a first or i’ll freak. Now all I need to do is get it binded, make CD of film stills, fix the aspect ratio of the quicktime file I have and then hand in everything. THEN I get one night of partying… maybe two, then back to working on my dissertation.
Life’s a bitch sometimes, but...
“My life is pretty much like when there’s nothing good on television and...”
Up bright and early tomorrow.
New year. New start. Didn’t think it was worth doing much different before I got back to Uni, but now I’m here I will start a fresh. Beginning with waking up 2 hours before I need to be in University so I feel fresh and ready for the day ahead, starting tomorrow. Got to be in the edit suite most of the day, can’t wait to picture lock this mother fucker by 11am.
EURGH
Outta my FACE! Outta my FACE!
Don’t know where I would rather be, doing university work at home, or doing university work in Farnham…
“All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.” springs to mind right about now.
Nevermind
Organisation and punctuality can’t be a bad personality trait :)
December 2011
23 posts
Enough. Enough now.