Music. Emotion.

Right take two! That won't make sense unless you are sat on my back whilst I'm typing this, but alas I can safely say that you aren't because noone is. But yeah so back on target, I needed someone to give me a hug today, and alas there was noone! Yeah I know this is starting to sound like an emo style rant, but I do try to keep it as an easy to read blog based on me and my surroundings. So yeah I'll try and explain what has happened to make me feel like this, you atleast deserve that.
So to set the scene imagine a dark night where you can see perfectly by the moonlight alone but just to create atmosphere there is candle light. Its nothing like that, it doesn't even sound like that. I was getting up from a night of restless sleep, no I wasn't up to the dirty deed, I was in a chair last night, not by choice I fell asleep whilst watching scrubs on DVD. It wasn't nice I had a very good friend of mine in my bed, she sleeps over quite a bit so its not unusual for her to get my bed to herself whilst I crash out playing video games, but its one of those friendships where we are so close and comfortable that we can share a bed and just hold each other. Its a nice friendship that I value alot, but then this morning I woke at the usual early hour that I normally wake on a sunday, so I clamber over the bed carefully trying not to wake her and in my successful attempt I made my way down to the kitchen to grab an apple. Now my kitchen isn't nice and roomy like some peoples infact its more like a galley, long and shapeless, its not even pretty, but its still my fave room in the house apart from my room. So yeah, there I am sat on the floor chomping on an apple, a granny smith of course before you ask, and my friend comes down stairs wearing my bear feet slippers, wearing one of my massive Tshirts looking all kinds of pretty. Sliding over to me still yawning she sits on the floor next to me takes my apple off me and takes a bite, gives it back to me and proceeds to grab some toast for breakfast, she turned to me and asked where the butter was, I responded by pointing out that I'm all out of butter but I do have bertolli in the fridge so she used that turning back to face me and sitting down facing me, she tells me she loves me, and what do i say to that? Nothing I spit out the apple in my mouth and say "what?". Not the best way to deal with it! So yeah she promptly went back to my room pulled on her jeans and left. SO I feel like shit for possibly ruining a good friendship and need someone to talk to, and where are my people? Not where I need them. So I ring my friend and she tells me its all ok, I know its not so I turn up with a loaf of fresh made coconut bread and we talk. So its now meant to be all good, but its not! I know its not and so does she. But hey when the people in life let us downwe always have the music. Goldfinger is my choice at the moment! We always have the music! And the music will always have us!

Still. Counting.

I needed to get something off my chest so I wrote a blog. Here it is.













Thankyou for reading.

One Day.

One day my ship will come in and everything will suddenly go right, not as in the opposite of left but more like correct, but then again can life really go correctly? Me thinks not. HOw can you define it? Is it a duty to live and reproduce to make sure that the human race doesn't die out? If so then I for one do not want to live correctly, I want to live right. Yet again I digress, it could be the fact that I am sat under the window,when I say sat I mean sprawled with my feet resting on the sill letting my feet feel the gentle caress of each and every droplet that desides to trickle down the window, its actually quite a warming feeling even though my toes are freezing, but thats a minor annoyance as my heart is warmed for once. I have the stereo on for the first time in a while. You may think that I don't listen to music much but its totally different to listen to the sounds of the world around you acting as the backing vocals for a powerful voice, preferably female but in dire situations anything will do. Apart from artic monkeys. I could turn this into one of my semi famous rants about how music has ruin todays youth but I am quite easily resisting the temptation to do so.
So on with what I intended to write about, I feel that I have reached the point in my life where I can do almost anything. My confidence is at an all time high my mood is one of mellow bliss, and I have the taste of what I think may be love in my mouth. I actually feel happy, this may not seem like a big thing to you but it has been a while since I have felt this good its almost like I have someone looking over me. The past couple of years have been kinda messed up for me with family and friends going their own ways and things falling apart from the bottom but now this instance I have a head ful of memories and feelings, so many in fact that I can feel them putting a strain on my eyes or it could be due to the fact that I aren't the most used to natural light, so I'm hoping its the memories.
This coming week may be everything I need to get my life turned around, the somewhat illegal substances have gone, alcohol is down to a minimum, and friends are at an all time high. All thats left is to catch up with Steph and Bucker, but I have another seven days to do that so there no rush. Well there is but just because I want to see them. And I want to leave you with a thought but I cannae think of anything that sounds wise or feasible so I will just say that you are all the most important people in my life, just because you are in my life.