Tuesday, July 13, 2010

You became the light on the dark side of me

Well I certainly woke up to something, I wish I never wished for it. My best friend's mum passed away early in the morning. Rest in peace Tracy, I'll look after Corrine.


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Monday, July 12, 2010

With your hands in the air ou look like the girl at the fair with the bubbly eyes

Sleeping is getting hard. Just reinforced my quality music collection on my iPhone so thought I'd be all ridiculous and listen to a few songs and wrote what they mean to me. I'm so crazy...

Underworld - Born Slippy. A million memories of this, being at Mon's playing around the world on the dartboard. Being completely terrified when I watched Trainspotting for the first time, which then grew into a great love interest within heroin and it's most famous users. Finally, almost falling in love next to the canal.

Lynyrd Skynard - Freebird. Unfortunately, it reminds me of the remake of the Texas Chainsaw Massacre, never has the thought of nails being imbedded in a wall been so sickening. It also reminds me of a million hours wasted on guitar hero, actually had to listen to the same 4/5 minute beginning a million times before I actually managed to complete it on hard mode, I do so screaming the whole way through the guitar solos.

Plastic Bertrand - Ca Plane Pour Moi. Disregarding the advert, this reminds me of the wonderful Prick from graphics at college. Trying on my t shirt, generally playing on the fact that everyone thought he was a grumpy man, when he was actually love. Also that time when I was in an open access room at uni and my phone stupidly decided to start playing, was so embarassing. No wonder I left Chester with no friends.

Kate Nash - Foundations. Wow, when I first heard this on the radio Pat was driving me home from his. I laughed at the lyric "I'd rather be with your mates because they're much fitter" and I got in a lot of trouble. It was also the song which was featured heavily in the heartbreaking soundtrack of leaving Bude behind for Chester.

Born Ruffians - Hummingbird. Again, apart from the Orange advert, just reminds me of when it was my message tone. My friends would get annoyed with the introduction because it would keep going off as Pat would give me shit all night for being at my friends house. This leads onto memories of playing Cluedo until around 5 in the morning, and losing every single time.

Kylie Minogue - In My Arms. This reminds me of the summer of 2008. Tabby, obviously, has the latest Now cd, so it would be
Played constantly as we drove round to Canworthy Water and Northcott, getting near enough naked on hay bails and getting caught, dancing to Michael Jackson's Thriller on clifftops and visiting haunted houses which sheep now occupy.

Bette Midler - Wind Beneath My Wings. This is quite apt, as I decided to watch Beaches instead of the World Cup final today. This reminds me of going to North Tamerton every Friday night with the South's. On the way home, I'd be staring up at the stars in the sky praying with all my heart that Aaron wouldn't be sick on me. This memory goes hand in hand with From A Distance aswell.

Justice vs Simian - We Are Your Friends. Not only was this played as Nikki Graham's music for her best bits after being evicted from the Big Brother house... it was a little more personal too. Sian and I were invited to a Spice Girls party, naturally I was Baby and she was Scary. This was supposed to be the song being played in the car where the boys we fancied were... Alas, they never arrived with the lift. We had to walk around 7 miles home, Sian complete with 6 inch leopard print heels. At the end of it all, I threw my shoe at her brothers bedroom window, and we were able to rest.

System Of A Down - Chop Suey. Drinking Tia Maria at the age of 15, headbanging in front of the computer and jumping around the computer with Tabby. And generally doing the same dance wherever we were when we heard it.

I was hoping to make more of an impact with my return here, so much has changed. I have a degree which my father is not proud of in the slightest, I have a job which I know I will love the whole time I'm there, I have a provisional driving license in my wallet and I have no one holding my hand anymore. Laura. Hopefully I'll wake up to something nice, something to help me sleep better at night. Or maybe I just shouldn't listen to music when going to sleep.










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