Saturday 30 October 2010

So, so, so excited about tomorrow. :)
It will be the best Halloween I've ever had.
I've never had a good Halloween, just as I've never had a good Valentines Day. :/

Just one thing, to whoever is in charge:
Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, don't let me get really shy and awkward and completely overcome with insecurities tomorrow. Because it keeps happening at the moment. And I really don't want my problems to ruin what could potentially be an amazing night.

x

Tuesday 26 October 2010

Sundaaaayyy :D
I can hardly wait. I'm very excited about it now.
Two of my favourite bands, and two other bands that I like, but I've never seen live.
I figured out what I think I'm gonna wear, but I could change my mind still.
I think it's gonna be my cream lace slip dress, with black tights, black flat boots, and black cardigan. Then either Black eyes, red lips and some blood (lipstick) trickling down from the corner of my mouth (vampire). OR Black eyes, pale lips, a slit across my neck with blood trickling down from it, and a couple of cuts on the side of my face (zombie-ish) Not sure which one yet.. The only problem with being a vampire is that I have no fangs, and I can't afford to get any atm.
This is the first Halloween I've dressed up since I was about 6. I feel like a child getting all excited about it.

5 more sleeps!

Monday 25 October 2010



In The Night - Young Guns.
<3

Beginning to get really excited about seeing them again in November.

Although, hopefully, afterwards I won't be as shy and as awkward as I was when I met them in Glasgow in August.
I was so awkward, it makes me blush & feel horribly embarrassed when I think about it now.
They all seemed lovely though, and they put up with Hayley stealing their stuff, and trying to pick them up...
I just really hope I'll be able to get more than a couple of words out in November..
Spent about a hour talking to my Dad about his two roadtrips around Europe in the 70s, while he was in uni. In one of those hippie camper vans.
The first summer they went to France, Switzerland, Austria, Italy & France again.
Then the second summer they went France, Switzerland, Austria, Hungary, Croatia, Montenegro, Albania, Greece and back again.
The only things they spent money on was petrol, food and beer. They slept either in the van, in a tent or on the beach.
He says he's gonna dig out the slides he has to clean up and show me.
But it's so hard to get the stories out of him, he's very modest, and doesn't talk about all the awesome things hes done unless he's prompted.
I'm so incredibly jealous. This is something I'm dying to do!





Friday 15 October 2010

My Personality Type: The Dreamy Idealist

Dreamy Idealists are very cautious and therefore often appear shy and reserved to others. They share their rich emotional life and their passionate convictions with very few people. But one would be very much mistaken to judge them to be cool and reserved. They have a pronounced inner system of values and clear, honourable principles for which they are willing to sacrifice a great deal. Joan of Arc or Sir Galahad would have been good examples of this personality type. Dreamy Idealists are always at great pains to improve the world. They can be very considerate towards others and do a lot to support them and stand up for them. They are interested in their fellow beings, attentive and generous towards them. Once their enthusiasm for an issue or person is aroused, they can become tireless fighters.

For Dreamy Idealists, practical things are not really so important. They only busy themselves with mundane everyday demands when absolutely necessary. They tend to live according to the motto “the genius controls the chaos” - which is normally the case so that they often have a very successful academic career. They are less interested in details; they prefer to look at something as a whole. This means that they still have a good overview even when things start to become hectic. However, as a result, it can occasionally happen that Dreamy Idealists overlook something important. As they are very peace-loving, they tend not to openly show their dissatisfaction or annoyance but to bottle it up. Assertiveness is not one of their strong points; they hate conflicts and competition. Dreamy Idealists prefer to motivate others with their amicable and enthusiastic nature. Whoever has them as superior will never have to complain about not being given enough praise.

As at work, Dreamy Idealists are helpful and loyal friends and partners, persons of integrity. Obligations are absolutely sacred to them. The feelings of others are important to them and they love making other people happy. They are satisfied with just a small circle of friends; their need for social contact is not very marked as they also need a lot of time to themselves. Superfluous small talk is not their thing. If one wishes to be friends with them or have a relationship with them, one would have to share their world of thought and be willing to participate in profound discussions. If you manage that you will be rewarded with an exceptionally intensive, rich partnership. Due to their high demands on themselves and others, this personality type tends however to sometimes overload the relationship with romantic and idealistic ideas to such an extent that the partner feels overtaxed or inferior. Dreamy Idealists do not fall in love head over heels but when they do fall in love they want this to be a great, eternal love.

Adjectives which describe your type: introverted, theoretical, emotional, spontaneous, idealistic, dreamy, effusive, pleasant, reserved, friendly, passionate, loyal, perfectionist, helpful, creative, composed, curious, obstinate, with integrity, willing to make sacrifices, romantic, cautious, shy, peace-loving, vulnerable, sensitive, communicative, imaginative

Wednesday 13 October 2010

Photography

I quite like the idea of doing live music photography, I have done for a while now.
So I went through all the pictures I've taken at gigs I've been to recently.
And edited the few I thought we ok.
All are of The Blackout. :)
Please bare in mind that they all were taken on my crappy camera, because I've been too terrified I'd break/loose/smash into a million pieces my good camera. Also these pictures are from pure luck, at the gigs I've just been taking pictures randomly, and enjoying myself rather than concentrating and trying to get good pictures.
Comments / Criticism would be nice.. :)







Tuesday 12 October 2010

Dear Topshop,

Why do you always have to have things that I want when I can't afford them. :/







Sunday 3 October 2010

Went to visit my Grandma and Granddad and Uncle Mick today.
Grandma's been in hospital recently, she had a heart attack a few months ago, and just been really ill, for several different reasons. But she seems better now, better than she was before she went into hospital, both physically and mentally. And Uncle Mick was up for the weekend to visit her and Ken, my step grandfather, who's normally abit of a twat, but he was ok today.
Also went to my Granddads grave. I hadn't been since the headstone was put up.
It's perfect. Granddad would approve definitely.
I love the line on the bottom.
"Music, when soft voices die, vibrates in the memory."
It's perfect for Granddad, he was a amazing pianist, played in a Jazz band, and was extremely passionate about music.
Also, I met the cat that according to my mum and my auntie sits by Granddads grave alot. They reckon that its Becky, the cat that stayed with Granddad when Grandma moved out. She was really friendly, and came running over purring.
Granddads buried in the most beautiful graveyard, overlooking the sea.
On the day of his funeral in January, it was really stormy, it reminded me of a scene in Great Expectations, in the graveyard when Pip gives food to the escaped prisoner. It was a film I used to watch with Granddad when I was a kid.
On the day of his funeral, I though it was quite romantic in a way.
But every time I've been back since, the view from Granddads grave has been stunning, I think he's pulling some strings for me, because I take a photo every time.
It's easily one of my favourite places.