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[indielove92]

It's been a while. So, some obligatory +/- for this week:

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• Actually looking forward to the gig on Saturday. At first I was really nervous that the band wouldn't pull it together in time, but since the last rehearsal I've kinda entered the mindset of Fuck it, I'm getting to perform The Veils and Slowdive at one of the nicest venues I've ever been to (and also where I saw Shearwater - *SHEARWATER* - last year) with a bunch of people I actually quite like and hey, if we don't make it through to the next round of the competition then at least we'll have had fun trying.
• BEACH HOUSE. God, this band are really making my life right now. Teen Dream has slowly opened itself up to be my absolute favourite album released this year so far. It's so beyond beautiful, it's almost unreal. And Victoria and Alex - GET YOURSELVES TOGETHER. LIKE, NOW. YOU ARE TOO ADORABLE.
• ONE MORE DAY TIL HALF TERM, YESTHANKYOULIFE.
• Just finished Even The Dogs, the latest novel by Jon McGregor, and my god - what a horrific, stifling, courageous and stunning piece of work. One of those books that really does just leave you reeling. Now onto The Road, in preparation for the film which I still have not seen and really, really want to *hint hint*. As for the book, well I'm kind of unsure about  it at the moment, but considering it took about 100 pages for me to get into ETD and I'm currently only 10 pages into this one, I think I'm gonna give it a fair while longer yet. And one last thing on the literary front - Jamie O'Neill's At Swim, Two Boys finally arrived today and jesus, why so massive?! Seriously, I haven't touched a book that long since Harry Potter (for real). I'm looking forward to it because it's supposed to be a really beautiful novel and with lots of awesome boylove to boot but I am a little apprehensive about the importance of it's historical context. History has never been my strong point and even when I feel compelled enough to do some research of my own I always end up feeling even more confused than I did before I'd started. Still, maybe this one will be a learning curve. I hope.
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  I still can't get over just how amazing this one's solo material is turning out to be. And this video! Wowza. Really putting my current efforts to shame. And on that note... 

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• This dumbass music video for my media coursework. Now, I thought once that I might actually stand a chance at pulling this one off - not because I'm in any way an expert at filming (as many can now testify) or that I have outstanding vision when it comes to directing - no, it's because I happen to have made a few half-reasonable fan videos. Oh, dear lord. What an assumption. So ok, it's kind of helpful that I can work on it at home, but a few fan videos made on Windows Movie Maker really doesn't quite match up to the standard expected at A-level Media Studies. And I know this now after taking a peek at some of my fellow students work - which they've been able to do at college because they haven't been stuck at home with illness and because Adobe Premiere Pro actually does work for them, unlike with me where the clips seem content to chug along at a snails pace whilst I freak myself out trying to figure out what I'm going to bloody well do about all of this to stop myself from getting a terrible grade and not getting into Kent Uni and ultimately failing at life. hysteria
• Still on the subject of media: Jennifer-fucking-Blum. That woman really does make my blood boil. To make an eighteen year old student (and one of the nicest and most hard-working you'll ever meet) break down because she missed one deadline for an AS piece of coursework is absolutely despicable. Gah. The woman is vile.
• Illness and fleeting bouts of insomnia. 1 hour last night. No word of lie.
• Having no money. With new albums from Fionn Regan and Shearwater either already out or coming out very soon, I'm really starting to feel quite bereft and regretful about spending all that money on books last shopping trip. Damnit, I really do need a job. But ohh, commitment. You'll never be my friend.