Put it in the wash. It'll be grand.

If I knew what was good for me, I'd be doing a spot of RE revision now.

But then again, if I knew what was good for me, I wouldn't be stuffing my unkept face with evil sugary/fatty items so much and I'd be down the gym thrice a week. I'd also blog a little more and wear my heart on my sleeve a little less.

I said thrice :')

In conclusion, I haven't the foggiest what is good for me since so many people spend their lives dictating to us what is, so I'll probably leave my spot of revision till the advert break in Friends or something while I wait.

Erm, today is Monday blah blah, PE and trampolining (HAHAHA, the Tramp Factor) blah blah, French blehhh, Music practical *sound of a record scratching to a halt*

I have to just pause here to say that the cover of Ob La Di Ob La Da (by The Beatles, PLEASE say you know what we mean?!?!?!) that Ellen and I did was actually incredible. Me attempting guitar, Ellen on lyrics. We even started to get Ellingwoof on mouth percussion.
Yep, we're going to be the new Youtube sensation...eventually...
And Ellingwoof, I've just put I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing on :') (I'm in a soppy, romantic slush mood).
Imagine there is a large paragraph here ranting about how crazy it is that no one seems to know Ob La Di Ob La Da and how disgusting it is that the BBC put it at the top of their worst songs list. PAH. I'm not feeling up for a rant right now. For once.

So yeah, lunch was interesting, our 'secret society' meeting followed by an impromptu performance by Scott and myself of our duet :)
But kids, seriously, the finest advice this Taylor will ever give you is to download sheet music legally and IN THE CORRECT KEY THE FIRST TIME ROUND. I learnt this the hard way, and now have to bash my way through 7 sharps every time. It's painful.
Bring on that backing track.

I have a stonking cold (again), so I'm sitting here in my crazy slipper socks (complete with pom poms) and in my comfy, warm, straight-off-the-radiator music hoodie :) Then I'll pig out a little later in time for Friends and Glee (EEK), that'll cheer me up :)

This was an odd post (well, they all are), but the lack of posting made me feel strangely guilty. I don't know it was possible to feel so emotionally attached to a website.

EDIT: Burty has in fact corrected me by saying that it wasn't actually the BBC who put the song at the top, it was a poll. That doesn't make it any better, but pah, sorry BBC people.