She can kill with a smile, she can wound with her eyes...

WAHEY people, I made it to 100...post-wise, not in age, that's ridiculous.
100 posts. Don't ask me how.

I was actually going to wait till I was in a better mood before I wrote this post, because I knew it'd have to be all happy and celebratory and all that jazz.

But to hell with that. This is me, after all.

In fact, why not open with one more dear, infamous rant? Plenty of things to rant about, so little time.
It's really irritating me that the majority of people who see the new John Lewis advert have no idea that Fyfe Dangerfield is only COVERING She's Always a Woman, and that Billy Joel (who happens to be my ultimate musical inspiration) actually penned the genius song. I have heard him sing it live.

What's that? You don't care? Let me stare you down (metaphorically with my height, course) and laugh in your face as I try not to care that you don't care about something I care deeply about.

IT'S ACTUALLY OVER. No more exams till next year! Apart from Grade 8, which is looking a little concerning at present, tbh. As of today I have 2 weeks to learn a whole new song. Damnit.
Don't even get me started on the aural and sight-singing thing. *shivers*
Thing is, this exam means quite a lot to me, however sad that may sound, and I want to do well. 4 years of singing lessons all leads up to this one final exam. It's a big 'un.

Ellingwoof is sending me texts about Guys and Dolls since she's gone before me - I'm going on Sunday :') LOVE that show, LOVE the theatre at Kilworth House, so it should be pretty good.

OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU BUT YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH I WANT TO SLAP YOU RIGHT NOW. You make everything so so soooo complicated. Just stop being so difficult, please.

GUESS WHAT?!?!?! For the first time in decades, I have real life cash! I have no idea how but it seems I've accquired myself quite a bit of dosh over a relatively small period of time!! Every inch closer to this new guitar, HMMMMMMM. Found a perfect one :')

I'm trying to plan for summer since at the moment it's all just plain nothingness, but it seems everything I've looked forward to recently has either just not materialised or has been an utter let down. So maybe there's no point anyway?

I've had Tragedy in my head all evening. Twas the first question in the Music exam, and now it just won't leave me alone.

Maybe, but not what she deserves....

Everyone is being so difficult tonight?!?!

Worst of all being that Shrek lookalike Rooney who should just go back to his swamp. I got roped into watching that absurd match, and if they are supposed to be the best this country's got....we don't have much hope.

I can't catch for toffee but I think I'd have been more use in goal.

Piazza, New York Catcher on repeat. Incredible song. I could possibly listen to it all night.

I came on here to give me something to do, but I'm annoyed so I'm leaving now. BYE :)

Everything looks better when the sun goes down...

Errrrmm.....no it really doesn't :) In fact, it looks darker.

Wayne Rooney really does look like Shrek.
I don't get the whole World Cup craziness thing? Call me pessimistic, but come on, I really don't think we're going to win. Go ahead and buy your themed fridges and make ape-like noises (beer in hand) in front of giant TV screens....but when the Yanks thrash us tomorrow, maybe you'll realise how pointless it is.

Football kind of makes me really angry, because I sit watching a load of grown up boys running around a giant field chasing after a ball, and wonder...why the hell are you getting paid ridiculous amounts of money when hard-working peoples of this fair land are getting paid peanuts for doing productive stuff that MATTERS?

Where is everyone tonight? They've all run AWAY.

Look, there goes Ellen, fading into the distance...

HELL WEEK IS GODDAMN OVER AT LAST. I feel so drained. Yay for 3 day weekends.

Not so 'yay' for 3 day weekends that are spent having to hang around to be sociable, then chasing your Dad on a trailer with his school band, and then revising the idiocy of America and that angry, greedy German guy with a tash.

3 more left...I think I might JUST be able to make it now...

A series of blurs, like I never occurred...

Today, my brother decided to give me some advice on my Post-16 choices.

I'd told him gleefully (lol...GLEE) how after tomorrow morning I'll never ever ever have to do Maths again, and he descended into...

"Oh what's the POINT man, that's shit, you're going to get an A bloody star and you're not even doing it? What the EFF man?! (he thinks he's hard but he does actually just say the letter F, not the actual F-word...idiot). Why do you pick the choices you're rubbish at, pick maths you crap singer."

I really do hope he becomes a Connexions advisor :') Or maybe he'll get all enlightened and become a vicar or something.

It really is rather frustrating when you'd quite like to just be there but you know you can't.

Oh well. Maths revision maybe?

Eyes like the summer, all beauty and truth...

If ever there was a time to kick myself or throw my head at the wardrobe Dobby-style...it would be now. Feel a bit of an idiot again :')

Overtired, stressed over nothing....anyone offering any free slaps? Or a fastpass to summer? That'd be also good...

ARGH Hayley has just introduced me to Death Cab for Cutie and I think I'm in love. Shame, I don't think my bank account is ready for all this love. It's a little bit...well, erm, empty.

I'm so tired the slightest hint of sugar is sending me rather overexcited at the moment, I have moments where I'm practically 4 again...not good when I'm in charge of the oven because I have to force-feed my brother. He thinks I'm going to kill him with my cooking. Honestly.

Halfway through examness! Halfway through bloody hell week, too. Seriously, bloody hell. I sound like Ron. (What's with all these Potter references?!?!...all 2.)

MEHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

At least the absolute worst day is out of the way now. Although, it wasn't the paper this morning that was terrifying, twas more my desk. It decided to half collapse on me at one point, and made this huuuge BANG noise which echoed throughout the entire gym. Smooth.
And then I was sat directly under the bell, and so leaped out of my chair at least twice.

My back is so sore at the moment.

The weather should make up its mind.

www.reverbnation.com/bethanytaylor ....MERCI.

You can be anything you want to be, just turn yourself into anything you think that you could ever be...

Today, dear readers, something magical happened.

Today, I walked past the huge bag of doughnuts in our kitchen and DID NOT stop to sneak one out.

But, that's not all...I walked past them and sraight into the garden, where I sat down for 2 and a half hours straight....AND REVISED.

If only that had happened a little more this week....

My leg itches. May be due to the small fact that my brother kicked a load of stinging nettles at me earlier, charming boy. All because I thrashed him at cricket.
*mean laugh* that was fun...

It's his birthday tomorrow. He pretty much lined us all up earlier and told us that we WOULD be getting up at 8am tomorrow, and that we WOULD be happy ALL day. Oh dear lord above.

I'm going to throw a few links at you now...

Firstly, miraculously I'm now, like, 4th in the local pop charts on ReverbNation - this is rather amazing. And amusing.
Fancy signing up to become a fan so I can badger you freely with my latest news? LOL, news.
www.reverbnation.com/bethanytaylor

Then the other night Roz forced me - literally, she beat me viciously to the ground and demanded it - to get deviantArt, which is this amazing site where people showcase artsy stuffs, and I think it's incredible because people give you llamas. NO JOKE.
Firstly, go go go and have a look at her page, because no matter what she says she's actually pretty damn brilliant:
reginald-tribianni.deviantart.com

Then, go to my very own mediocre page in comparison, because I'm going to keep putting up hilarious pictures of my brother without his knowledge ;) Occasionally, of course. There are also random flowers and pictures of blurry locks up there to make me seem creative.
t-t-t-taylor.deviantart.com

I'm all linked out now. DOUGHNUT(S) TIME.

I thought the day would never come...

LOL.





It's so much nicer than Myspace....www.reverbnation.com/bethanytaylor

I'm like 307 in the Leicester charts, take me higher beloved readers!!

Some new stuff up here too :)