stabby rip stab stab

the lists went up today and it's no cantori for rose. i spent an hour this morning in hysterics at the thought of not being in it and if lot and jot hadn't been there i might have indulged again. the worst part is that it was only the first cut. those lists were of girls who were being reauditioned for voice blending purposes. year nines were on that list and i wasn't. even liz, who sung the worst solo song humanly possible was on there. i was so happy with every aspect of that audition apart from a tiny handsign fuck up in the stupid mendelsohn and running our of breath slightly in the first one. and miss c asking me if i was scared. maybe she didn't want someone who was scared. the other worst part is that i have been trained as a singer for four years only to have piffling instrumentalists beat me. not to mention spending an entire year expecting to get in. and having to face crackies smug condescending "sympathy". mind you, he probably won't acknowledge it in the slightest. well, i'm going to do some practise. i'll show you all.

cut off the feet of every ballerina.

seperated at birth?

if your right hand is causing you pain cut it off

steph + richard = horny babies.



how can anyone contest such an ingenious plan?

disappear here

so recently i've developed a bit of a thing for one of the tripod boys. gatesy, to be exact or as my sister and i like to call him, "the middle one". i'm not sure if i actually find him attractive or if it's just because he stands between a poppy-eyed midget and the biggest geek since buddy holly. either way there aren't nearly enough pictures of him on the net.

and i'll tell you who else is hot. kele okereke.

don't you agree? em and i were drooling over the picture of him inside the cover of a weekend in the city. google him. seriously.

and theres nothing left for you to prove

so. show today. had to take country bumpkin cousins. it was alright, though. we proved what utter wusses we were by going on the ferris wheel and actually being scared then we moved on to that thing that's a cross between a merry-go-round and a swing. we went on that one three times, just for the fun of seeing all the smoke coming off the powersurge next to us and some chick chucking up. bought too many show bags and ate too much crap but it was more fun than normal. and i got the coolest necklace in the world. it's a pendant with a tiny grain of rice inside that says rose. and because i love her, i got one for steph too. she refrained from going this year, even though she loves it because she's saving up for tour. she was crying at school the other day just thinking about it. i ♥ steph.

i was lying in bed paying my rent

crackie gave me one of his smiles today. and the way he said "goodbye" was so soft and intimate. i wish he wasn't such a bastard. what was it aleena and i were saying about his only three friends beeflat, eeflat and ay?