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This is a surprise entry from Ally. It’s a few lyrics from poems/songs I like. I think Robyn will understand their significance 
December starts on Sunday
Next Sunday, won’t you feel happier then?
Turn your room upside down
Turn your down upside
Rumors have started that you are in love again
Rumors that are completely unsubstantiated
Come on and say you’re sorry,
Real sorry for the trouble that you caused
Can’t you see all this love?
Can’t you see all this love?
this bridge was written to make you feel smittener
with my sad picture of girl getting bitterer.
Poetry and laughter, how frivolous the sound / Where imminent disaster and misery abound / Les Fleurs du Malcontent lie strangled in the weed / You may never know what I want, but I know what I need. / A victim by profession; blame it on the girl / With the vacant possession of the sedentary world / I believe in miracles, it’s written in the creed / Immaculate connection. Give me what I need.
If you think you know enough to know you know we’ve had enough
And If you think you don’t, you probably will.
It’s a black fly in your Chardonnay.
Robyn… You going to add more?
P.s. I love Robyn. She’s so special.
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I am a song on repeat I am a song on repeat I am a song on repeat I am a song on repeat I am a song on repeat I am a song on repeat I am a song on repeat I am a song on repeat I am a song on repeat I am a song on repeat I am a song on repeat I am a song on repeat I am a song on repeat I am a song on repeat I am a song on repeat
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Sometimes I wish that I could get rid of most people. Y’know, so that they didn’t exist anymore. I would quite like to erase a lot of my memories also. All of the memories I have regarding those certain people. In memories with the people that I keep, those that I have erased would be portrayed only by shadows. A hint of a memory, but without me actually knowing who it was, or even if there was anyone there at all. Sometimes I wish that I could isolate myself from the whole of the rest of the world, with no memories left whatsoever, so that I could start again, mould a new life for myself away from others so as to protect myself from the truth of the world. As they say, ignorance is bliss. Sometimes I wish that I could make everything go my way, so that the memories that I currently would like to erase (the existance of certain individuals, of which there are many) would no longer have any sort of bad effect on me. Because everything would be perfect, I would not be bothered by the imperfection of my past, thus causing me to be eternally happy. Sometimes I like the way things are, but then something comes along to ruin my good mood. A word. A memory. A sound. A thought. And then they start to build up inside my mind. I remember every single little thing that has ever bothered me about the person or situation or word in question. And this makes me rather unhappy and far from satisfied. This is when I would rather not have friends. This is when I get angry. This is when I write things like this. This is when I want people to pay attention. This is when I want people to think about what they are doing. This is when I want people to stop.
Title by Ally.
So, today has been a rather glorious day. This morning, my phone rang. “OH MY GOSH I’M LOVED” were my thoughts at that precise moment. I answered the phone, rudely interrupting Placebo- Every You Every Me (sorry Brian, not that you’ll ever read this!) and it was Ally, asking me if I was busy today. I said no, as that was the truthful answer and I am not a liar. Usually. So, Ally asked me if I wanted to go round to hers to help her bleach her hair. I said yes, yes I would like to very much, so I agreed to meet her in fifteen minutes. SHIT! There I was, full cup of tea, still piping hot, in need of a good wash and teeth clean, un-makeup-ed. How I managed to only be a couple of minutes late is a total mystery, but never mind.
We bought the powder bleach, cream peroxide, toner and intensive conditioner, as well as a cherry Coke for Ally and cranberry juice for me. I am THAT cool. After we had finished in Sutton, we came to Ally’s, where the whole operation began. Mix powder bleach with cream peroxide. Apply to hair. Leave for 20 minutes. Rinse hair. Dry hair. Mix components of toner. Apply to hair. Leave for 30 minutes. Rinse. Shampoo. Apply intensive conditioner. Leave for fifteen minutes. Apply face mask. Leave on for fifteen minutes. Remove face mask. Rinse hair. Dry hair. Oh, and I had a shower while Ally was applying her face mask. It was exciting.
Anyway, I suppose you are all wondering how Ally’s hair turned out. It turned out well. I think it must be the first time that one of us has got the other’s hair perfect. So now Ally’s hair is as white as a granny’s in parts and verging on it in others, so she is satisfied. That’s a job well done then. I’m available most weekends if you need me.
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Je voudrais être un garçon parce que je pense que cela serait bon.
Preferably one that is French and nineteen years old.
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I am not 100% sure yet. And I only want seven.
Balthazar Matthew
Gabriel Oliver
James Gulliver
Edward Pierre
Arthur Brian
Edgar Stephen
Celeste Alexandra
Alice October
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I really like the number seven.
Sevensevensevensevensevensevenseven.
Seven sevens.
7 sevens.
7777777
7 7s
Seven 7s.
the word seven looks so wrong now… So does the name Ralph when you look at it for a long time.
So do most things….
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Left foot.
Right foot.
Middle foot.
Stop.
Anyone that says anything is possible is wrong, but I suppose we do underestimate our abilities a lot.
I want Efterklang’s mini-album, Under Giant Trees. I may get it on Friday.
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Today’s purchases:
1 x record player @ £10
1 x scarf @ 10p
1 x scarf @ 50p
1 x Sound of Music soundtrack on record @ 20p
1 x classical music compilation on five records @ 20p
1 x male porcelain doll @ £3
2 x badges @ 5p each
1 x toy MGRV8 @ £1
1 x mirror @ £1
Total amount spent: £16.10
Pretty good day really.
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Adding three to my collection today. I’ll get there eventually.
Buying hand cream. Ran out this morning. Can’t get any more out at all.
Should probably eat something more substantial, but can’t be bothered to sort anything out.
Getting latte cravings. Maybe later.
Had too much sleep. Made me tired.
Content.
