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Right, so basically, I have been listening to Coldplay a lot recently, so I asked for Viva la Vida for Christmas. I ended up getting that and the Prospekt’s March EP, so that’s pretty cool. But anyway, I noticed that there is a line that is in several of the songs, and that is, as you can probably guess from the title, ‘Now my feet won’t touch the ground’. It is in the following songs:

  • Life in Technicolor II
  • Strawberry Swing
  • Now My Feet Won’t Touch the Ground (Which is logical!)

It just made me really happy ’cause I love stuff like that. I wonder if the album has some sort of theme. I think I will have to read the lyrics to all of the songs really carefully and try to work it out. Another reason it made me happy is because there is a similar line in the Placebo song Haemoglobin (Now my feet don’t touch the ground), and haemoglobin is one of my favourite words, so I am like a big ball of joy and happiness. I possibly get too excited about stuff.

“Umm, excuse me, sorry to bother you, but where did you get your Placebo badge from?”
*Looks confused* “I got it from the gig I went to.”
“Aww, that sucks… Mine is quite plain.” *Points to badge*
“You could make one. That would be original.”
“Yeah, I guess…” *Walks off*

That is how it went down. He looked scared. Maybe because a random person had stopped him just to ask where he had got a badge from… *Sigh*

In the words of Patrick Wolf, it’s wonderful what a smile can hide.

Yesterday, whilst waiting for St Trinian’s to come on, there was an advertisement for a film, I cannot remember what it was. But it had two of my favourite songs in it. On The Radio, by Regina Spektor, and The Magic Position, by Patrick Wolf. I need to find out what it was.

Sometimes I feel like quoting songs at people. Sometimes at myself. Here are a few lyrics from songs that I am rather fond of. I will add to it when I think of more:

You don’t believe me, but you do this every time.

I’ve just got to get off my chest that I think you’re divine.

Sadness and you have become my perfect two.

 If the world ends, I hope you’re here with me.

 This blue July has made me sigh.

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.

 

 

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

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.

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.

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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