Mess

I am majorly pissed off now. It has been a very eventful week doing work experience among other things, seeing and doing many very interesting things. And now:-

-First my discman breaks down when I get a new CD.
-Then I'm told I can't go for my concert this fri
-And THEN my dad HAS to shut down the com and erase the other, better blog post I was working on.

Something that memories of working in a surgery(actually a small clinic), going to a recording studio to see a friend and classmate play music to record for a new film, and socialising with her very hyperactive but enjoyable primary school kids cannot erase. It was all to me very enlightening and unique, but right now I'm just pissed off. Though a short and simple conversation with lit classmate, friend and new reader of this blog Louis has erased a substantial portion of my "annoyment". (Thanks dude!(= ) Cmon I can't be bothered with grammar of all things now, even when my Lit teacher Martyn Crucefix is reading. Probably a bit late, but hope you had a good 49th birthday. 11th Feb-I'll keep it here for reference next year. =P

Anyway the album I got was Shania Twain's Greatest Hits. It seemed a good idea after listening to the samples. It's a nice representation of the better end of modern day pop music, replete with lyrics talking about the same old theme of love, but infusd with some rather nice tunes. As I said, modern day pop is rarely this good, but it's quite far from the best muic I've heard. I give it 7/10.

On another note I'm sick and tired of facades. Who is willing to see a totally different side of me; not judge me and make me know that as with all my inhibitions released I make a complete fool of myself!?

Or wait...something tells me that's what I've been doing all this while. Anyway I'm going to bed now. Next I come, I will have to give that post on Christianity. Till then, my friends, tata!