Things that are keeping me sane.
The girls in my brother's class think that he is adorable and funny. Shock. Horror. Horror. Horror.
Brother: "If I have a son, I'm going to name him Raffles. If I have a daughter, I'm going to name her Victoria. Why the son named after the better school? Because boy better than girl mah."
Brother also wants to go to Pharmacy. WHAT IS WRONG WITH HIM.
I am listening to a lot of good random music. I had PJ Harvey's "The Words That Maketh Murder" stuck in my head for an entire day. It is an awesome, angry song. And I've been digging up a lot of rare Florence + The Machine demos and rare tracks because, well, Florence + The Machine makes me happy.
Reading all the Tweets/Facebook posts/Guardian articles on Berlin Philharmonic's trip to London makes me feel so proud that I've actually been fortunate enough to listen to them live.
Brother: "If I have a son, I'm going to name him Raffles. If I have a daughter, I'm going to name her Victoria. Why the son named after the better school? Because boy better than girl mah."
Brother also wants to go to Pharmacy. WHAT IS WRONG WITH HIM.
I am listening to a lot of good random music. I had PJ Harvey's "The Words That Maketh Murder" stuck in my head for an entire day. It is an awesome, angry song. And I've been digging up a lot of rare Florence + The Machine demos and rare tracks because, well, Florence + The Machine makes me happy.
Reading all the Tweets/Facebook posts/Guardian articles on Berlin Philharmonic's trip to London makes me feel so proud that I've actually been fortunate enough to listen to them live.