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    Yay For Florence! Had to buy this when I saw the cover. She is gorgeous and delightful and wonderful.

    In other news, they began knocking my old school down today, which made me a bit sad, and it was utterly surreal to see somewhere that you know so well with half a wall missing.

    Most Strange.

    And now I must do some maths. I hate maths, and I think it is because it is purely a series of processes of the mind; that which ceases to be existentially, and yet there is no benefit to the mind itself. There is no beauty, nor insight or even introspection prompted, as with words. But enough rambling (pontificating).Have a lovely night darlings.

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    April 27th, 2010

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    RAWR. Well, less of a tiger and more of some sort of shrew it appears. I've had a wonderful past while. On Sunday I went to Edinburgh, had some tea, went to some Vintage shops (because I'm so kookie and fun) and went to the opera which was hopelessly romantic and beautiful. Back to school now though, with exams soon and other unpleasantness. It's my piano, among other things that keeps me sane. Also, I've not said this yet, but thank you to all 41 followers, who put up with my whimsy-mongering and narcissism. I heart you all big time x

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    April 20th, 2010

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    Accidental photo. So yes, this is me on holiday. A day late, our car broke down and we were left at the side if the motorway for hours, with no picnicking supplies whatsoever. Nor tea! (I hate the spelling of "picnicking".). Also, went to an art exhibition today, saw some Vettrianos, preffered some Peploes, and then departed. But yes, here now, home soon, Summer later.

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    April 14th, 2010

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    "I want the good wine, the swirl in crystal
    surrendering the bruised scent of blackberries,
    or cherries, the rich spurt in the back
    of the throat, the holding it there before swallowing.
    Give me the lover who yanks open the door
    of his house and presses me to the wall 
    in the dim hallway, and keeps me there until I'm drenched
    and shaking, whose kisses arrive by the boatload
    And begin their delicious diaspora
    through the cities and small towns of my body.
    To hell with the saints, the martyrs,
    to hell with the next world and it's pallid angels.
    I want this world. I want to walk into
    the ocean and feel it trying to drag me along 
    like I'm nothing but a broken bit of scratched glass,
    and I want to resist it. I want to go
    staggering and flailing my way
    through bars and back rooms,
    through the gleaming hotels and the weedy
    lots of abandoned sunflowers, I want to
    lie down somehere and suffer for love until
    it nearly kills me, and then I want to get up again
    and put on that little black dress and wait
    for you, yes you, to come over here
    and get down on your knees and tell me
    just how fucking good I look."

    It's a poem I found today, which I think I love. I apologise for the occassional vulgarity, but it's Naked Friday, I presume you're feeling a bit raunchy anyway.

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    April 9th, 2010

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    So these are my glitter-shoes. I LOVE them; they are my two favourite criteria, both dainty and sparkly. I have revision classes starting tomorrow (in the holidays, I know), but once these exams are over I shall have the most wonderful summer ever. With lots of dancing and debauchery. I know you wouldn't have it any other way x

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    April 5th, 2010

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    So, since my last update I've danced, chanced, and generally had a wonderful time. It's the holidays, which makes me happy because of the unusual presence of sun and stars, and the limitless possibilities of how you could spend your day doing anything, and yet are most contented when it is invested in doing nothing x

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    April 3rd, 2010

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    So it seems I have a thing for bow ties.

    And I think I do.

    Such a long day today, an exam followed by playing in a concert. I did play a harpsichord though, which was kind of nice. And, currently there is THE MOST horrible weather occurring, hence the windswept interesting-ness.

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    March 30th, 2010

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    March 26th, 2010

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    A bit of a sad booth today, and it's cold and it's raining. Somebody hold me. However, in brighter news, I'm wearing Rhinestones, and some birds have started building a nest just outside my window, which is kind of nice. <3

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    March 24th, 2010

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    Why hello there. It would seem I have a rather busy weekend, what with essays and paintings and rehearsals and such. Still, I've just started re-watching series two of The Mighty Boosh, so that makes everything alright. Oh the things I'd do to Noel Fielding... x

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    March 19th, 2010

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