I'm trying to make it amount to something, it's early days yet but perhaps at some point soon something could come around.
Oh? I'd have thought a degree in fine art from St. Martins would stand up pretty well. You know more about it than I though. What are you planning to do afterwards?
I am indeed, the Heaven gig. I cannot wait, I'm so excited! I'd love to go to Koko too, but it's infuriatingly a strictly over 18s venue. Fume.
Well you've certainly the talent, I particularly liked your piece 'The Great Bear', that was really quite beautiful. Is fine art the hardest to get onto, then?
It is quite beautiful, that indeed is true. Then the city grot gets under your fingernails and you long for a wide-open space again.
Urgh, they sound very annoying indeed. Really it should have just been the most devoted fans there, it would have been even more magical.
More just want to try and truly make it on my own. I think I could make a career out of music, if I really try, and there feels to me like no better time to give it a try than when I'm still really quite young.
Oh gosh, that would have been lovely! Next time get in there sharpish (and notify me, obviously).
I'm thoroughly regretting not talking to you at the gig now, it would have been nice to have a friendly face to walk back to Waterloo with, rather than just Jack Frost.
When he came on and started with 'Who Will?' I almost burst with happiness, it's just the most empowering thing, even when it's only him and a piano.
Kingston, while sort of an identity crisis of a town, is very good for that. Richmond Park's about 5 minutes from my house, as is the Thames, so it's great to just go walking on sunday, I can sit and write and be at one.
Oh how lovely, where are you planning to go? I looked on your art profile, you're stuff really is very good indeed.
It felt odd being the youngest, quite refreshing too. I would have prefered it if more young people had been there though, some just seemed to be along for the ride.
I know, I must have looked a total fool with my stupid mouth agog and ducking and diving to try and get a good view. It was beautiful, magical, I was fighting back tears during The Sun is Often Out (oh GOD that was gorgeous).
Yes, mine are always bemoaning me wanting to put off university to make music. Still, it's two years away, and it's so very depressing to think that far into the future.
Anyway; hello, I'm Fred (letsstartattheverybeginningitsaverygoodplacetostart etc.). I live in Kingston-upon-Thames in South-West London, and I want to escape everything, all and every bit of it. Sorry if that sounds incredibly self-righteous.
Hello there, thank you for tracking me down. I was too overcome with emotion last night to properly say hello, otherwise I would have. That and crippling social anxiety, obviously. How did you find it?
you love me like you love crystal castleS? i'm not sure i want that tainted love? i'm pleased to hear you are reading Lolita. i was waxing lyrical about his sentence construction in my personal statement earlier.
okay. i'm just about to tackle politics so then i will be able to confirm how useful your notes were. i'm guessing they are of a life-saving degree. i can't believe you scanned them in, at risk of being labelled a porn fan, for me! you're a star.
oh and you have a song up? i'll listen to that.
but primarily the point of this comment is to say- Kings Of Leon- inbred? last time i checked, and of what i can recall from my limited knowledge, they're brother/cousins or something? last time i checked that was not a crime. it's like me saying. oh that skelton-mace households, they're all fucking inbreds. she's got a brother. so long as they don't start procreating i think we ought to cut the KoL some slack. i think the new song's alright. then again i did find myself singing along to Biffy Clyro earlier. so maybe my judgements off balance.
see you tomorrow. XXXX oh i sent a text to your brother's phone in which i described Ophelia as a "dick". you may want to intercept it before he reads it? although i'm sure he's used to far worse in your bloody inbred household...the muck. X
so can you come to my house before hand and we can somehow find our way to malborough! no idea how to spell that so dont shout at me if im wrong! any time after 4 is good. please come! xx
haha. byyy the way. did you get invited to will atkinson's party? i vaguely recall you being there when he gave me an invitation. if you did, are you guna go?! cos i dont want to drive there on my lonesome!!! xx
have a nice time at Hamlet! I'm so glad I went to that english meeting today (yes the room was far too hot) I wasn't really paying attention when he said what it was about before lol.
of course I'm gonna miss you tomorrow, I've got to stay conscious in Politics without you! :(
Jonathan is a fucking skiver, he wasn't in Physics today, coward.
(didn't have to talk to him though, yay)
I did a bit of oil painting in the garage this evening, Mum had a go at me cos I started in my room and I had a little jar of white spirit and she started moaning about it being highly flammable, stinking, blah blah. OK so it wasn't the greatest idea but jesus, you should see the way we sling it about in art, lol!
i just read all the millions of comments you left me. they are now all out of date.
i just had such a lush piano lesson. i played loads of old hymns in this book that technically was for organs. but i thumped the keys pretty theatrically in a "i'm being overcome with religious fervour" sort of way!!! i felt pretty strange after that english thing with Evans. either a) the room was way to hot b) i'm actually allergic to him or c) those Heaney poems were quite affecting. hmmm... i'm going to see Hamlet tomorrow! wowowowowowowow. i'll text you.
i see youre not friends with him on "facebook" yet haha. have you even spoken to him since weve been back at school? sorry for lack of apostrophes, i really couldnt be arsed, but now im reretting it and if i dont post this straight away im guna have to go back and put them all in, so look out for the abrupt
