Nothing quite like the feeling of unwantedness, eh? :)
OHH IGNORANT PEOPLE OF THIS (UN)FAIR LAND, STOP BEING IGNORANT AND RUUUUUUDE.
They are also on my list of irritations, joining people who don't text back, people who don't text back after starting a coversation and people who let you down last minute and make life difficult.
Not having to do any work for the first time in forever is quite a surreal feeling. I laze around like a right lazy person and do nothing and watch daytime TV rubbish and it's amaaaaazing.
HMMMM freedom :') Freedom, beauty, love....look at me all going all boho on you.
Trust me to go and get a stonking cold in the middle of bloody JUNE though. Mother dearest calls it a 'release of stress'.
I call it 'hay fever'.
It's insane, every so often my whole head tries to explode and I have 4 violent sneezes in a row. And then my throat gets all itchy. Then the dog charges at me and tells me off because you're not allowed to sneeze or cough in her presence.
Bit annoying though considering I have/am/will be performing for the first half of this week in various concert-related events and then that exam o' mine is a-looming on the horizon.
My brother secretly created me in his cricket game and tried to make me bald. Oh what flattery.
Tuesday, 22 June 2010
Saturday, 19 June 2010
Suddenly someone was there at the window...
So today I went and saw this new film with Emily Blunt, Bill Nighy and Rupert Grint in it - it's about an assassin who ends up protecting the girl he's supposed to kill. And it's great and everything, but it's kind of freaked me out a bit since I'm now convinced that every stranger on the street kills for a living.
What if they do? Bet you didn't think about THAT.
Now I have unlimited time to do sweet fluff all, I thought to keep my mind off the rubbish that usually floats around it, I'd give myself a project - music related, course.
And with all the emotionalness that had been going on over the past few days, I found myself REALLY inspired and began penning a piano piece which then became a piano and miscellaneous woodwind instrument piece which then became a piano and oboe piece. I had it all worked out and forced Daisy to become my personal oboeist until the work was done.
Thing is, I started writing it down today and got a bit carried away, and a few hours later it was all finished.
It is now also 5 and a half minutes long. WHOOPS. That fiancee of mine better have good stamina when it comes to playing it through, bless her heart and soul.
Mehhh, maybe it'll all pay off when I force my way into the RAM or RCM or Guildhall or whatever. And when I'm writing for Toy Story 27 or a McDonalds advert I'll remember my sad days in front of a keyboard writing, while other 16 year olds did things far less geeky.
ARGH time just runs away too damn quick.
I think I might sue OCR. I STILL have the Bee Gees in my head.
Plus, I could do with the cash.
What if they do? Bet you didn't think about THAT.
Now I have unlimited time to do sweet fluff all, I thought to keep my mind off the rubbish that usually floats around it, I'd give myself a project - music related, course.
And with all the emotionalness that had been going on over the past few days, I found myself REALLY inspired and began penning a piano piece which then became a piano and miscellaneous woodwind instrument piece which then became a piano and oboe piece. I had it all worked out and forced Daisy to become my personal oboeist until the work was done.
Thing is, I started writing it down today and got a bit carried away, and a few hours later it was all finished.
It is now also 5 and a half minutes long. WHOOPS. That fiancee of mine better have good stamina when it comes to playing it through, bless her heart and soul.
Mehhh, maybe it'll all pay off when I force my way into the RAM or RCM or Guildhall or whatever. And when I'm writing for Toy Story 27 or a McDonalds advert I'll remember my sad days in front of a keyboard writing, while other 16 year olds did things far less geeky.
ARGH time just runs away too damn quick.
I think I might sue OCR. I STILL have the Bee Gees in my head.
Plus, I could do with the cash.
Friday, 18 June 2010
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.
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.
Saturday, 12 June 2010
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 :)
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 :)
Friday, 11 June 2010
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...
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...
Thursday, 10 June 2010
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?
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?
Wednesday, 9 June 2010
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.
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.
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