Not an inch more room to self-destruct...

It's proabably a crime that I haven't blogged in yonks, but I'm not the only one guilty of it these days. *cough and dramatic point*

Last night I saw the real life JRB live in the actual flesh and he was incredible and I'm exhausted right now.

I seriously can't put down how amazing he was. I thought he'd be awesome, but he exceeded every expectation I had.

Hmmmm I love London <3

It didn't mean a thing but it meant quite a lot to me - meant too much I can see...

I must be pretty naive to think that everyone would be really honest and everything. Because I'm so damn perfect myself. Obviously. *cough*

I'm paaaaaast the upset stage, and now I'm just really fromaged off :) Really. REALLY.
See, I don't appreciate liars, hypocrites, people who don't stick to their word and/or people who suddenly back out on you for mysterious lovers. Or any combination of the above, whatever suits.

Being such an utter bitch to you makes it hurt more trying to have a conversation, but beggars can't be choosers. I want you to talk to me, it's just I'm not that important to you anymore so I'm just gonna kick up a jealous fuss in the corner instead :)
BUT ARGHHH, AT LEAST REPLY TO MY ANGSTY COMMENTS.

So school's okay apart from VT groups, pathetic houses and ridiculous timings of the day.
But everything I want to look forward is so indefinite and kicking about in the air waiting for confirmation. And being a very impatient idiot, that makes life SO frustrating right now.

Anyone have a spare TARDIS cos I'm begging to go back about 5 weeks?

PLUS the school choir at LC we're oh so dedicated to has been demoted to a 'chamber choir' due to our lack of actual singers. Do you know why? IN FAVOUR OF A GLEE CHOIR.
A GLEE CHOIR?!?!? A GLEEEEEEE CHOIRRRRRRR?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

The horror. Who needs a 'Glee Choir' - just look at our (comical) arrangement of Man In The Mirror...

On a happier note the week after JRB I'm flippin' well seeing Avenue Q innit? I'm looking forward to THAT, but financially I'm a-brickin' it. BRING ON THE MUSICAL (PAID) WORK.

I thought of you as everytng I ever had but couldn't keep...

Oh WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL.

End of summer? Whatever.

I'm getting a cold, I don't know if it's August or September, I don't want to go back tomorrow, I'm still hurting Cathy-style, and all my West Side Story bass dreams have been horrendously crushed by the arrival of the score and a run through today.

OH MY GOD BERNSTEIN, WHY DID YOU HAVE TO MAKE IT IMPOSSIBLE??

So yeah, not in a good mood.

Been in touch with this local recording studio (previously used by The Prodigy amongst others, wahey) and got given a quote. £23 an hour, which is actually pretty good (...I think/hope) considering the facilities and services. I dunnooooo. I'll have to work bloody fast to single-handedly sing and play piano, bass, guitar and drums to cheaply get 4/5 songs recorded.

So when I finally get this little EP done and out on iTunes, you're buying it, end of.

It will actually take me years to decide what songs I'm recording though. I'M SO INDECISIVE.
Summer Rain is pretty much a definite, given its cult status in my house. EURGH.

Off to go lie on the floor and moan about insignificant rubbish. BYE.