I was up early this morning (no lay in on a Saturday. Devastating) dropping my Mum off at the station and heading into Ipswich with my cousin Blyss. I haven’t been into Ipswich town centre on a weekend in years. So many shops have closed down – its depressing. I wanted to go to the pasty shop for lunch and was devastated to find out it had closed down.
I had my party playlist on in the car on the way to the station. My Mum was appalled by the particluar song I’ve chosen today – Bottoms Up (Trey Songz). She was shouting “I like to understand what people are singing about Sian. I don’t understand this guy. Bottoms Up! What does that mean” She’s so adorable. 5 Minutes earlier she’d been dancing outside my Aunties house to Labrinth, thinking she was ‘down with the kids’.
So anyway. I was in Ipswich today getting my first tattoo. Exciting. The guy who did it for me told me he was tattooed everywhere. Everywhere. I did not feel uncomfortable.
My Mum is in the kitchen as I’m listening to this…either she’s deaf or doesn’t mind the outrageous use of the word cunt. I’m hoping its the first one.
Rachel is coming home tonight, therefore I’m in high spirits and listening to our favourite song of the moment. Quiet little Rachel’s recommendation of this song is almost as hilarious as the time she made me listen to Peaches on the school bus.
I’m also slightly angry at someone explicitly swearing at me in my office today so an angry song such as this needs to be played loudly, whether my mother is present or not. I really am furious, but I shall rise above such immature behaviour…well….I’ll be over it by Monday.
Besides the above events today has been a really good day, in fact I’ve had a really good week. I’ve been given more responsibilities at work which is exciting (still waiting for more money :p ) I’m going to be heading up a campaign and I sat in on some important interviews today. It was weird to be on the other side of the desk, I don’t think I ever have been before. I enjoyed the tea and biscuits in our Austen-style Mansion, not for a second pretending I was a modern day Elizabeth Bennet. Not at all.
So enjoy some Azealia Banks, whether you’re a big fan of swearing (not at people, it really pisses them off) or dirty beats.
This album reminds me of visiting my sister at her house in Diss, many years ago. I used to get the train from Ipswich on a Friday after 6th form, we’d spend the weekend eating crap, watching girlie films and visiting the local pub (I may have been slightly younger than 18). I used to cheer her up when she was lonely and single in Norwich, giving her guy advice (I was quite clued up for a single 17 year old) and she’d make me feel older than I was, living it up in Diss.
I miss those trips, its so much harder to see each other all the time now we’re all grown up, we don’t do too badly though….and I’ll steal my niece off her when the new baby comes along and she’ll be my new Zoe. If you’re reading this Zoe, I’m joking, calm down, I need you to stick around so you can force me to watch crap (amazing) chick flicks and give me man advice….thats right, people are interested. They’re not. But you need to be there for that eventuality.
If you don’t stand in your room fist pumping the air when you listen to this song, there is seriously something wrong with you. Not me.
I’m now off to see Warhorse, I’ve heard its not very good so we’ll see….I’ve just found 5 minutes to post this song. I’m a huge Janelle Monae fan, after hearing in 2009 she was nominated for a Grammy Award, I decided to listen to some of her stuff and, of course, its brilliant.
I’ve got quite a few favourites, particularly the first track Suite II Overture into Dance or Die, but Cold War was the soundtrack to my Summer. My boss at the Ice Cream hut where I used to work, on the beach was a big fan so it was pretty much the only album I was allowed to put on for myself and the customers.
This is by far my favourite Etta James song, At Last is a classic but anyone who’s ever had their heartbroken will instantly identify with this song. Its been on in my car all week and I felt it was only fitting to put it on my blog due to Etta James’ recent passing.
I went through a period of listening to this song on repeat in my second year of uni after seeing Cadillac Records, if you’ve never seen it, it’s a brilliant film about the artists signed to Chess Records. The cast make the film, mainly Adrien Brody and of course, Beyonce as Etta James.
Since our Tangled fest yesterday I’ve been listening to the soundtrack non-stop on the way to work. I am aware people in the car park at work can hear the wails of Mandy Moore and Zachary Levi but I have no shame…much like this morning when I turned up the new One Direction song when it came on the radio. I am so furious I like One Direction (Suzanne and Callum will be so impressed) I am pleased to say that for the time being they won’t be appearing on this blog.
I’ve just returned from a little catch up dinner with my beautiful cousin Blyss. We try to see each other once a week because she works ridiculous hours, I either manage to meet up with her properly once a week or find her in the Bandbox at the weekend in a drunken state. Blyss is like my sister. In the way that my sister Zoe says I’m like the older sister to her and Mia Blyss is like me older sister. Sometimes. When I find her out she’s not but she tends to remind me a lot that I have an odd taste in music, I’m a massive geek and there is no chance of me being the ‘cool’ older cousin. Because I am just not cool.
Who wants to be cool anyway.
p.s Flynn Rider is hot.
I should probably add that this is the original from One Tree Hill, which I do prefer to the Tangled version…and I did sing along in the cinema until I realised they’d changed the lyrics :/
I just had an amazing weekend. On Friday I went to Rebecca’s, we had takeaway and watched Modern Family for about 5 hours. Wild. It really is worth driving all that way for a night in if it means seeing Rebecca and Rachel.
I was also given this adorable mug from Rachel to cheer me up after my week of bad luck. She’s the best
On Saturday myself I left Golders and headed to Enfield for a much anticipated uni reunion. Sue Chet was the hostess as (unfortunately) her parents were away, I’ve never been more pleased to see the gang: Suzanne, Jenny, Callum, Nick, Rachel, Hannah, Georgia, Lizzi, Naomi, Joel, Joe and Maz (Marius from Les Mis)
I speak to Suzanne pretty much every day (she won’t leave me alone) mainly to check we’re up to date with tv shows and to abuse each other, but I miss her and everyone else so much now uni has finished.
There was a point in the night when me, Callum, Jenny and Nick were having a brew in Sue’s lounge, laughing uncontrollably about topics that I don’t wish to discuss on here, and I was overcome with a nostalgia for my third year with the bints and the boys.
I keep having flashbacks of hilarious drunken discussions and antics from last night, I won’t reel off a list because they’re kind of “you had to be there moments”, but Lizzi managed to turn into a drunken mess the minute we arrived at Inn on the Green, declaring “You’re my friend!” to me at the bar. Jenny confused The Coral on the stereo for the terrible cover band (who seemed to get better as the night progressed), Suzanne’s beautiful friend Jamie was the perfect dance partner, her abusive cousin was not. I also discovered Naomi is an extremely aggressive drunk….and a compulsive liar, deciding to tell the taxi driver she was in A & E.
I had another horrific New Years experience sleeping on a wooden floor, in a room that will never smell the same thanks to Nick…or Jenny….but it was amazing and I’m really sad that I have to go back to work tomorrow.
Suzanne finally let me, Rachel and Joel leave this afternoon after having watched Tangled and the terrible Grease 2.
I came home to the arrival of my new rug and a gift from my Dad…..and a roast dinner
Listened to this on the drive to Rebecca’s yesterday. Always makes me long for Friday nights at the Hare of the Dog and my walks home with Shearer. We used to love slagging off annoying Facebook users and Midland Letting. I hope he never stops sending me vile Snoop Dogg lyrics out of the blue.
Spending my Friday night in London with Triple Danger and Rebecca’s delightful housemate Ellie, hence my girl power song, and a favourite driving song. You wait for that breakdown.
Looking forward to an evening of lots of food and mushy dvds.
Heard this song today, reminded me of my lovely chum James McCallum.
When I was in Sixth Form my brother had bumped into my friends somewhere, in town I think, James, Ben, Simon and Tom. I’d been off school ill, so was sporting jogging bottoms and a delicious over sized Port of Felixstowe jumper. I was given quite a shock when they turned up in my living room, however we spent the rest of the afternoon playing Rock Band and James did a particularly special rendition of OK Go’s Here It Goes Again.
It Shall forever be his song.
(I should probably add that I did not partake in any Rock Band fun, I was watching from the sidelines, being ill….I was a good student)
