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I have a sharp pain in my chest that is making it difficult to breathe. Oh well. It happens a lot and it usualy passes.
On Tuesday I went to the Frida Kahlo exhibtion at the Tate Modern with my mum. It was amazing. She is such a fantastic woman. I don't really like her artwork but the stories behind them all, and just her life in general, are truly inspirational, heartbreaking and beautiful. Andre Breton once said of her paintings "The art of Frida Kahlo is like a ribbon about a bomb." Isn't that beautiful? To have something on the surface that seems so lovely but is explosive inside. That amkes me think about some people actually. Kahlo was also very clever and articulate herself. Cool as I am, I copied down a quote from her while at the gallery, because I agreed entirely. "What I wanted to express most intensely and most clearly was that the reason people invent or imagine heroes and gods is merely fear." Wow. We then went to the posh designer shops and I got a £250 silk skirt for a tenner, genius. Then we walked along the river to the Sotuh Bank and had some ice-cream in a cafe. There was a screen in there showing upcoming events at the South bank and one was for a poetry reading by Carol Ann Duffy, my personal hero and so we went and bought tickets and got 2 of the last 4. I was extremely happy. I will appear very cultured that night, as some of the poems are set to jazz music, haha. Poetry and jazz. I really am a 30 year old inside =( stupid test.
Yesterday I did nothing all day, didn't even get dressed until 3 and even then I was only half-dressed. In the evening I went to see the Dead 60s play a free show at Camden Lock, it was so good. They are amazing live and they make music to dance to, so i danced like a fool. Jude laughed. Understandably. Then we went to the pub and got chatted up by some people who were either 30 or pushing it. They decided we were universoty studentts and why correct them? One of them was off his face on coke and drunk and claimed to know Kasabain and Pete Doherty. he made me laugh my head off because he was talking shit about how he helps Pete when he hwas troubles with "Kate Winslet". He also told me my name was Dean. Then almost got away with a hand job because he was holding my hand and I wasn't looking. Jude saved me though, god bless her.
Today I did absolutely nothing. It was...great...
I am very angry at someone and I shouldn't be. But I am. I hate feeling that I have been wronged or used or both. My friendship with Kate is also bascially over. We've been friends since year 4 and I'm sad it has to be end but she never makes any effort to see me and I can't keep putting the effort in. Kay, where have you gone? I miss youuuu.
On Tuesday I went to the Frida Kahlo exhibtion at the Tate Modern with my mum. It was amazing. She is such a fantastic woman. I don't really like her artwork but the stories behind them all, and just her life in general, are truly inspirational, heartbreaking and beautiful. Andre Breton once said of her paintings "The art of Frida Kahlo is like a ribbon about a bomb." Isn't that beautiful? To have something on the surface that seems so lovely but is explosive inside. That amkes me think about some people actually. Kahlo was also very clever and articulate herself. Cool as I am, I copied down a quote from her while at the gallery, because I agreed entirely. "What I wanted to express most intensely and most clearly was that the reason people invent or imagine heroes and gods is merely fear." Wow. We then went to the posh designer shops and I got a £250 silk skirt for a tenner, genius. Then we walked along the river to the Sotuh Bank and had some ice-cream in a cafe. There was a screen in there showing upcoming events at the South bank and one was for a poetry reading by Carol Ann Duffy, my personal hero and so we went and bought tickets and got 2 of the last 4. I was extremely happy. I will appear very cultured that night, as some of the poems are set to jazz music, haha. Poetry and jazz. I really am a 30 year old inside =( stupid test.
Yesterday I did nothing all day, didn't even get dressed until 3 and even then I was only half-dressed. In the evening I went to see the Dead 60s play a free show at Camden Lock, it was so good. They are amazing live and they make music to dance to, so i danced like a fool. Jude laughed. Understandably. Then we went to the pub and got chatted up by some people who were either 30 or pushing it. They decided we were universoty studentts and why correct them? One of them was off his face on coke and drunk and claimed to know Kasabain and Pete Doherty. he made me laugh my head off because he was talking shit about how he helps Pete when he hwas troubles with "Kate Winslet". He also told me my name was Dean. Then almost got away with a hand job because he was holding my hand and I wasn't looking. Jude saved me though, god bless her.
Today I did absolutely nothing. It was...great...
I am very angry at someone and I shouldn't be. But I am. I hate feeling that I have been wronged or used or both. My friendship with Kate is also bascially over. We've been friends since year 4 and I'm sad it has to be end but she never makes any effort to see me and I can't keep putting the effort in. Kay, where have you gone? I miss youuuu.