It’s my new guilty pleasure.. It’s just so catchy.
Anyway, I have decided to start my music libarary all over again. I know it sounds a bit extreme, but I deleted all of my libary so I can get some more tunes. I didn’t really listen to most of it, and having OCD when it comes to the organisation of music.. I’ve chosen to restart. So if any of you (the six people that routinely vist, that are probably all Jon) have any suggestions on any bands or whatever?
I’m kind of in love with the new Coldplay album. Some of it, like Lovers in Japan/Reign of love, sounds very Arcade Fire-esque. Which adds up because apparently Chris Martin went to go and see them a lot last year.. How cool would it have been if he would of been there when we all went.
Sorry it’s such a slow post, I had loads to write earlier but it has all kind of slipped. Maybe i’ll edit later.
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you-ology, me-ology, love-ology, kiss-ology, stay-ology, please-ology..
Yesterday was the variety show. It went a lot better than expected, and even the parts which didn’t go well were good. Designed the display, which took forever to make and put up, hardly anyone saw it which sucked. Had a massive battle with Photoshop in the Art rooms, but the most important thing was the amount of money we raised for charity. We’ll find out final figures on Monday, but I imagine it is around the £500 mark as before it even started we had £300.
I’m thinking about taking the Gold Youth Arts award next year. It’s a year early and equivalent to an A-level, i’m just not sure that i’m ready for it. I said that I didn’t want anything to stressing because i’ve got my exams next year, but it’s stretched across two years to reduce the workload, I suppose. I’ve also got to choose an area that i’m not familiar with. I could do dance, or dramatic theatre to completely tip the scales. Or I could do something more artistic like fine art or something in the visual arts. It’d get me into a decent University, especially if I ended up taking Philosophy and Ethics, Psychology and English Language & Lit. It’d mean I wouldn’t have to take something like Music because it’d be covered in my award. So then i’d have Arts, English, Science and Religious studies.
Love is so fickle, it’s starts with a flood and ends in a trickle..
I learned a very good lesson yesterday. In English we were talking about a poem called ‘Love After Love’ by Derek Walcott. Bell talked about being in a relationship for a long time, and how you forget yourself because you lose yourself in love. She went on to say that love will come and love will go, but you live and die in your own arms. And I think that one line has totally changed my way of thinking. It hit hard. At first I thought that she was just cynical and pessimistic. That love possibly, if you found the right person could last ‘forever’. But then, you think of yourself as nieve. I mean, i’ve only been in love once.. But i’ve been in a long term relationship twice. The thing is, your idea of ‘true love’ changes to fit around the person you are with. I always thought I was in love with the first person I got with, that we would last forever. We broke up, however, and a year later I found someone else and they totally changed my perception of love and it made me think I wasn’t so in love with the first person after all. So really, I think it’s about rediscovering yourself after a relationship has ended. I’ll post the poem so you can come up with your own conclusions.
Love After Love – Derek Walcott
I’m also a little in love with Tyler Burkum at the moment.. For now though, I need to finish my coursework. Happy tuneage.
Today was the rehearsal for the charity gig we’re doing on Wednesday. Despite the blistering heat and the fact that most of the acts weren’t ready, it went well. Actually looking forward to spending an extra seven hours in school. Other than rehearsals, today has been rather unproductive, had supplys for three lessons.. And no coursework. It’s mine and Sarahs’ six month anniversary today, which has put me in an ace mood. And today in English we’ve been analysing ‘poems’. I say ‘poems’ because they were more modern day songs than poems. Lots of Rihanna and stuff, which kind of sucked, although the Killers were thrown in there too.
I was watching a performance featuring Bjork earlier. I found this most peculiar instrument.. At first I just thought it was a flashy table. But this thing is like a big synthesiser. It’s called a ReacTable and it operates by turning these little rune thingys. Sounds like i’ve been playing too much Runescape..
That’s just a short clip anyway. I bet Trent Reznor has one. Maybe I could get one of those ‘give me moneyzz’ buttons for on here and eventually get one.. I wonder if that could be my chosen instrument for GCSE level Music Studies. Hmm..
I have this weird obsession with Metric lately.
Anyway, I found all of my old crap from my old school. By crap, I mean certificates for swimming and whatnot. But I found an old photograph of my class from Primary. It just made me think about how much things change and what they are all up to now. I had this incredibly huge crush on this boy called Troy. He was introverted, reserved.. And he was in the basketball team with me. We spent loads of time together, we even played Beyblades. I had this crush since I was about ten, all the way until we moved into secondary. Then he changed. He started to hang around with these people who weren’t exactly the brightest fairys in the woods, but their tracksuits glowed in the highstreet. If you get what I mean. He turned into a bit of a mong and we started to drift apart, until I moved away. People change all the time though, I suppose.
Change le sucks.
Today has kind of sucked. Ironically, I woke up in a really good mood. But lets not dwell on that, or the fact that I still have a zillion and one things to do before the end of the year, which is taking it’s time in approaching.. twenty five days until work experience, which leads to another thirty two days before the year is out. Which means, if I was American, i’d be entering Tenth Grade – Year Eleven. I still need to choose a twilight yet, and i’m not riding a bike for a GCSE. I think i’ll jump off that bridge when I come to it.
Summer soon though. I don’t know whether to be excited or petrified to be honest. I like to be out, I just think that six weeks in an incredibly long time. Plus, everything tends to change. The people you hang out with, your schedule.. You discover the people that you take a liking to, that you don’t really spend enough time with, kind of disappear. Anyway, Today I watched some friends jam. It was cool, nice to get away from the people I usually stay with for a change. Even if they were playing MCR. 
I’ve got Landlocked Blues in my head. For some reason, it makes me want to write or paint. Start a creative endeavor. I never finish anything that I start though. I hate change, but whenever I start anything and it goes wrong I have to start again from the beginning. I need to start prioritising, realising what means the most to me.. Making sacrifices and whatnot. I guess I mainly need to start stop being so passive about everything and start accepting that things are veering off track a bit. A lot. Maybe try and get them on track, or start again. I imagine in ten years time, things won’t be like this. I don’t know, but through what people older than me have said, it seems like they forget all about secondary school. It’s just school, college, uni and then work. People come and go, I suppose. Sometimes I wish everything was motionless though, that things could stop. Because when you stop, things keep moving. I know, i’m being vague. /Inspirational speech
Anyway, my head is having a nasty little war with the rest of my body and I could really do with going to bed soon. I just hope this coffee can keep me awake for another few hours so I can finish this coursework.
