I Just finished recording new music with Mutya, Keisha and Siobhan and the girls felt like having a bit of fun at the end of the last session - enjoy!!
Did this actually happen or AM I DREAMING?? The ORIGINAL SUGABABES lineup!!!
Voici, quelques photos de mon trio. Nous aurons bientôt un enregistrement!
Regret doesn’t quite cut it. Anxiety doesn’t even begin to explain it.
The hours seem to drain away and the process is becoming increasingly visible… Finally watched a TV series that proved to be worth my time. Decided that this is no way to live…
That is what art is supposed to do… Change people. Stir within them a desire to change and then force them to change by creating a need that is too strong to ignore. The change should be utterly conscious.
Black Mirror, season 1 has only three episodes.
Habits I would like to break
1. Coffee + something sweet (like a glazed donut)in the morning - this gives me a sugar / caffeine high that causes me to crash very soon during the day… Also depresses me somewhat later in the evening and depending on the amount of coffee I consume, sometimes makes my heart beat abnormally fast when I walk in the sun. I would like to eat a grapefruit or have a breakfast of fish and greens in the morning instead…
2. Going into Sephora for absolutely NO REASON and looking around and trying on makeup that I DON’T NEED eventually convincing myself that if I buy (yet) another product somehow it would make me a more desirable/successful/younger looking person. I do this when I have time to kill… I would like to look at BOOKS instead.
3. Having that random cigarette now and then at parties just because I feel awkward. I don’t even like to smoke and I really shouldn’t go near that stuff. Ever. Smoking just because you have nothing to contribute to the conversation has to be the worst reason ever to start smoking again…
4. Getting worked up about what people who have NOTHING TO DO WITH ME post on facebook but not saying anything about it. In fact, I would like to delete my facebook account permanently at some point.
Note to self
Love the one you are with…
Love the skin you live in.
Cherish the voice you carry…
Appreciate your surroundings.
Stop dwelling on negative judgements from others. (even if you deserved them)
Stop wishing you were Natalie Portman instead.
The fact that I love coffee more than anything, the fact that I can’t sleep if I drink it as much as I please. The fact that I haven’t been able to finish a song in almost a decade, the fact that I have a flaky vibrato. The fact that I am a bad liar. The fact that I can’t drink alcohol without getting sick. The fact that I dream about all my worst fears constantly, the fact that I’m not as independent as I fancy myself to be. The fact that I can’t stand people. The fact that I’m so lonely I can’t function sometimes. The fact that I spend too much money on skin care products because I’m terrified of aging. The fact that I feel myself about to expire. The fact that I feel this sick need to be free from all the things that would protect me, the fact that I love people who share this sick need but don’t trust them. The fact that I’ve found myself in someone else. The fact that this scares me the most. The fact that this type of narcissism is insufficient. The fact that I’m moving on to the best years of my life, that it’s calling my name, that it’s finally within reach. The fact that i’m already mourning the loss of it and the brutality of change and loss of when the summer of my life would eventually end…