<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:31:45.132-07:00</updated><category term='facebook'/><category term='TV'/><category term='singing'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='funny'/><category term='list'/><category term='photography'/><category term='exams'/><category term='politics'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='music'/><category term='boat'/><category term='winter'/><category term='school'/><category term='forum'/><category term='hair'/><category term='hope'/><category term='vodka'/><category term='summer'/><category term='festival'/><category term='Japan'/><category term='clothes'/><category term='internet'/><category term='film'/><category term='corruption'/><category term='Europe'/><category term='love'/><category term='eccentric'/><category term='university'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>-A Day In The Life-</title><subtitle type='html'>...SEEINGBELIEVINGDREAMINGDECIEVING...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>101</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-4605256146693765461</id><published>2010-09-25T10:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T10:37:07.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relocating.</title><content type='html'>www.kill-city-kid.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-4605256146693765461?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4605256146693765461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=4605256146693765461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/4605256146693765461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/4605256146693765461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/09/relocating.html' title='Relocating.'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-3527884750235804629</id><published>2010-08-19T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T11:23:00.917-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Of results and hyperventalation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3158783/tumblr_l5y2p2bm7r1qb5xrfo1_400_large.jpg?1280188822" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3158783/tumblr_l5y2p2bm7r1qb5xrfo1_400_large.jpg?1280188822" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Image from &lt;a href="http://www.weheartit.com/"&gt;WeHeartIt.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up on results day thinking "shit".&lt;br /&gt;I had seriously mentally prepared myself for the worst. I was going to be happy with one A, two Bs and whatever I could scrape from media studies, but I was terrified of not even getting that. I know it's "only" the A/S's and it doesn't determine where I go to university just yet, but due to predicted grades and all that malarkey it's definitely going to affect the offers I get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I got into the hall, and opened the envelope (after hiding with Emma in the corner). Thirty seconds later, having actually read the stuff, I was literally hyperventilating.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't what I had hoped for.&lt;br /&gt;It was better than I could ever have expected.&lt;br /&gt;The long and short of it is:-&lt;br /&gt;Music - A&lt;br /&gt;Media - A&lt;br /&gt;English lit - A&lt;br /&gt;Japanese - B.&lt;br /&gt;I was NOT expecting three As. I thought I'd be lucky to scrape one. And the lack of Cs on the list means that I can apply to the universities I like AND take the three subjects I love. Bye bye media studies!&lt;br /&gt;Well done all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's music has been on the brain for ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UpBlT0O_MmE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UpBlT0O_MmE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&amp;amp;Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-3527884750235804629?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3527884750235804629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=3527884750235804629&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/3527884750235804629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/3527884750235804629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/08/of-results-and-hyperventalation.html' title='Of results and hyperventalation.'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-5500562742130613145</id><published>2010-08-17T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T06:50:24.233-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Of foreboding and the city...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/TGqTHtKOIcI/AAAAAAAAATQ/9uBmHDGX5y8/s1600/P1020209.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/TGqTHtKOIcI/AAAAAAAAATQ/9uBmHDGX5y8/s320/P1020209.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Photo by me :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm sure I was made for the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember if I've mentioned this before, but if it weren't for money issues I would've been a Londoner. And now I've been to Paris. I think it's safe to say I am in love with the place. I made a wish going under the bridge (the one where you're meant to fall in love), but I won't tell you what it was or it won't come tree ;). Then on the way back we went through London in a cab, and I remembered how much I love that too. As it is, for the next year I will be remaining in shit-village-in-the-middle-of-nowhere. Still, could be worse. It's safe, I guess. Unlike the next town I might add [see people-going-when-the-light-turns-green-even-if-there's-a-pedestrian-right-in-front-of-them.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird to think that I'll be moving out in just over a year. I kind of feel mentally ready for it, but at the same time I don't want to leave all my friends behind! The other thing is the unpredictable nature of the move. I don't know WHERE I'm actually moving to. But Thursday might go some way to deciding...&lt;br /&gt;Thursday. Results day. FUUUUUUUCK.&lt;br /&gt;(And they actually matter this time!)&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to get an A in music and Bs in everything else, but I'll have to see. This also goes some way to determining what I drop this year. I know what I WANT it to be, but I'll have to see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, here's the music for today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YBcu8YWs7uM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YBcu8YWs7uM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&amp;amp;Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-5500562742130613145?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5500562742130613145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=5500562742130613145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/5500562742130613145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/5500562742130613145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/08/of-foreboding-and-city.html' title='Of foreboding and the city...'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/TGqTHtKOIcI/AAAAAAAAATQ/9uBmHDGX5y8/s72-c/P1020209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-6014522366984810329</id><published>2010-07-28T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T11:52:49.832-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Of joy and wanderlust.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3171564/4550615057_2aa48700f0_large.jpg?1280297266" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/3171564/4550615057_2aa48700f0_large.jpg?1280297266" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Image from &lt;a href="http://www.weheartit.com/"&gt;WeHeartIt.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. Summer.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's great not being in school, but I haven't really been doing, well, anything in particular. Ok so I've been drawing stuff inspired by northern mythology and playing me ukelele but yeah. Also I read Wuthering Heights and it was SO GOOD. But not as good as generally socialising. Everyone seems to be away or booked up, and I am stuck in England, looking wistfully at pictures of the Nordic countries. One day...&lt;br /&gt;On the plus side, I have a couple of mates to meet up with, and in mid August I will be spending a couple in days in the good old Pariiiis (where I've never actually been before and am very excited about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I just got the news that I passed my music theory this time round! On top of that, I got a merit. I am very pleased with this, and that's one less thing to worry about when university hunting.&lt;br /&gt;I know I haven't been writing very faithfully on this lately, but now the exams are over and done with I should have more time as a distraction from the distinct lack of boyfriend as he too is off on holiday next week. It was our nine months today, how time flies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's music is in spirit of the aforementioned book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jdmvs7r1u9c&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jdmvs7r1u9c&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&amp;amp;Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-6014522366984810329?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6014522366984810329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=6014522366984810329&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/6014522366984810329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/6014522366984810329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/07/of-joy-and-wanderlust.html' title='Of joy and wanderlust.'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-5727298009438842711</id><published>2010-07-16T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T10:48:31.428-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Of ageing and updating.</title><content type='html'>I haven't been able to be on much lately. First, my internet went down, for nine days. But it's back now. And then I've just been doing other things.&lt;br /&gt;In this time, I got hit by a car (it was going at like 10 miles an hour but I twisted my foot breaking my fall, nothing's broken but it hurts like fuck. Then I went to see the University of York and fell in love somewhat... it's one of the hardest ones on my current shortlist to get into, though. Hmm.... The day in question was also my seventeenth birthday! Raves ensued and I am now the proud owner of a whole bunch of CDs, a new birdcage necklace and a minature TARDIS, among other things. Thankee all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/TECaYRL_kUI/AAAAAAAAATA/9yW19iOez48/s1600/P1020056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/TECaYRL_kUI/AAAAAAAAATA/9yW19iOez48/s320/P1020056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now there's the end of term blues. I mean, it's not like I particularly enjoy school of anything, but nearly everyone's away over the summer. And I'm stuck here in England the entire time, save a possible/probable weekend in Paris with the family, which should be awesomely awesome. And I'm already scared about results day. And Goggles is leaving. To be honest I don't blame her in the slightest. The only reason I'm still there is for the very few people who I care about and actually give a shit about me too, and the fact that I want to get decent marks so I can get into a good uni and just start all over again. I'm not much a fan of it other than that. But then people hae actually been horrible towards Goggles. I am simply ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else has gone on really, so just today's music (Stratovarius) and a picture that made me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/mi3ch/pic/00atb9dd" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/mi3ch/pic/00atb9dd" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Image from &lt;a href="http://www.weheartit.com/"&gt;WeHeartIt.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8BvV9arABLs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8BvV9arABLs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&amp;amp;Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-5727298009438842711?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5727298009438842711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=5727298009438842711&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/5727298009438842711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/5727298009438842711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/07/of-ageing-and-updating.html' title='Of ageing and updating.'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/TECaYRL_kUI/AAAAAAAAATA/9yW19iOez48/s72-c/P1020056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-2666287937122692426</id><published>2010-06-27T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T14:40:53.745-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Of days out and not caring less.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/2739120/4734444136_4621d4e5db_large.jpg?1277509908" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/2739120/4734444136_4621d4e5db_large.jpg?1277509908" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Image from &lt;a href="http://www.weheartit.com/"&gt;WeHeartIt.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;Again :).&lt;br /&gt;I went up to town. Took like an hour to get there due to train's Sunday services, but ah well. I was in the same carriage as Georgie for a lot of it, not ever realising until we both stood up, saw each other and looked suprised. Epic fail.&lt;br /&gt;We were then joined by Emma, and later by Andy, upon walking up to meet him. The next two hours or so were spent joking around in the park, until Emma and Andy left to go and watch the football. Having no interest in this, Georgie and myself walked through what had become something of a ghost town due to the aforementioned football, hung out in Starbucks for a while and did a bit of shopping. Well, she did, I only had money for George's birthday present. I am now officially broke. Yay. We were then amused by the person on the train who was playing Rihanna so loudly that it managed to out-drown Hypocrisy. That's almost impressive. The simple things in life are always the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, we lost the football epically, and it's a shame, but fucking stupid referee aside I think people are taking it way too seriously. Especially in that there's going to be some kind of formal inquest into why we did so shite. I'm kind of in the "it's only a game" mentality. Plus, if you've seen Mark Webber's death-defying crash after hitting Heikki Kovalainen in the F1 today, you will understand why I find the football pretty dull. Thank God he's ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's music is from one of Mr Heino's various solo gigs. If he released an album of this stuff, I'd so buy it. Great for the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1chvMuxAaaM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1chvMuxAaaM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&amp;amp;Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-2666287937122692426?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2666287937122692426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=2666287937122692426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/2666287937122692426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/2666287937122692426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/06/of-days-out-and-not-caring-less.html' title='Of days out and not caring less.'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-3253805646700923944</id><published>2010-06-24T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T12:05:59.507-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Of sun, sun and sun! (THIS POST IS FULL OF HAPPINESS.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/2703171/tumblr_l43w07dCKe1qaobbko1_500_large.jpg?1277293687" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/2703171/tumblr_l43w07dCKe1qaobbko1_500_large.jpg?1277293687" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/2707853/37258_442140270394_596445394_6426649_1487634_n_large.jpg?1277323430" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/2707853/37258_442140270394_596445394_6426649_1487634_n_large.jpg?1277323430" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/2717850/293155-9-1277382920138_large.jpg?1277394150" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="140" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/2717850/293155-9-1277382920138_large.jpg?1277394150" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Images from &lt;a href="http://www.weheartit.com/"&gt;WeHeartIt.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's sunny! In England!&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I am in a very good mood right now.&lt;br /&gt;I had a great weekend too - Saturday I went into town with Carmen to see a bunch of local bands (RAP-FUNK FTW) and got thrown filthy looks by posh women in a tie shop. I'm sorry, but I thought that the discussion of how Lady Gaga's Alejandro was actually a protest against the persecution of homosexuals was a pretty intelligent conversation. Sunday was town again with George, we got lost somehow and ended up in a children's playground. And all the while, the sun was shining. Summer's a-comin'... at last! Cue feelings of pure elation!&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'm off to investigate Nottingham uni which I'm really looking forward to, and City of London on Saturday. IF I MISS THE DOCTOR WHO FINALE I WILL CRY. But it doesn't really matter. It'll be on iPlayer.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday it actually hit me that I'm so close to seventeen. If there's one thing I've learnt in the past year, it's not to take anything or anyone for granted. And things don't just come to you. You have to grab hold of them with both hands and never let them go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only am I in a good mood, but seeing other people happy is great too. Congratulations are in order to Smiffy! And Jukka Nevalainen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a mood has to be accompanied by Brother Firetribe, so that's the music for today. I don't see my love of this man's vocal chords ending any time soon. Just to warn you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E9l1rLp5fRU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E9l1rLp5fRU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&amp;amp;Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-3253805646700923944?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3253805646700923944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=3253805646700923944&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/3253805646700923944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/3253805646700923944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/06/of-sun-sun-and-sun-this-post-is-full-of.html' title='Of sun, sun and sun! (THIS POST IS FULL OF HAPPINESS.)'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-8089659769326030485</id><published>2010-06-16T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T14:13:19.506-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Of freedom and dread.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/2602394/4704401978_6f276e840e_large.jpg?1276634372" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/2602394/4704401978_6f276e840e_large.jpg?1276634372" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Image from &lt;a href="http://www.weheartit.com/"&gt;WeHeartIt.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A/S exams.&lt;br /&gt;Finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thank the Gods or giant lack thereof for that! It's a fairly strange feeling though. I woke up on Thursday (the first day of freedom) and didn't know what the hell to do with myself. I still don't entirely, in fact all I've done was blown the whole of May's budget (due to not going out at all that month, not the most sensible thing to do I know), and before I knew what was happening, I was tossed back into school to start A2s.&lt;br /&gt;All I know is, I cannot stand media studies.&lt;br /&gt;I knew that already. But I seriously cannot wait to drop it. It's not even that there's anything wrong with it, exactly, it's just... not for me. On the plus side, I'm loving the rest of my subjects. Writing and music and languages, oh my!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been really tired recently. I'm not sure why exactly, but it's probably just the shock of being thrust headfirst back into the old routine again. Coca cola is still the only thing keeping me awake, to be honest. That, my friends, and rock n' roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George is in Holland for the next few days (I am insanely jealous), but I'm seeing him on Sunday. The town I almost live in is also having some kind of culture festival which for some reason I'd never investigated, but Carmen the Barman is going to show me the stuff on Saturday, which should be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have creative block, and I feel the urge to do this thing up again. I don't entirely know how yet though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's music is a tad different from my normal listenings - Sugahspank! A few Greek bloggers I follow have been mentioning her, so I decided to have a listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UWBXtNzuBlw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UWBXtNzuBlw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&amp;amp;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while we're here, the problem with loving music from another country is when a Dio memorial gala pops up at a club you've wanted to visit for ages in which Marco Awesome Hietala, Tuple Epic Samela, Pekka Gorgeous Heino and Jarkko Fabulous Ahola are playing, and you're two time zones away from it and also a year-and-three-weeks (woah seriously?!) too young for it anyway. Daaaaaang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-8089659769326030485?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8089659769326030485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=8089659769326030485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/8089659769326030485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/8089659769326030485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/06/of-freedom-and-dread.html' title='Of freedom and dread.'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-7838735973601870257</id><published>2010-06-08T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T13:42:12.144-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vodka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Of detective shows and anticipation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.leg.entries.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/20080630141139.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://whi.s3.leg.entries.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/20080630141139.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Image from &lt;a href="http://www.weheartit.com/"&gt;WeHeartIt&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Three down.&lt;br /&gt;One to go.&lt;br /&gt;Today was English literature. Two long hours of it. I think it went alright, although I hate a fair few of the texts. Still, got to answer the main question on Thomas Fabulous Hardy.&lt;br /&gt;Media tomorrow. Oh God. Not much I can do about that.&lt;br /&gt;And then.&lt;br /&gt;It'll all be over (for this year, anyhow).&lt;br /&gt;So I will hopefully have something more interesting to say. As it is, I am curled up on the sofa, cup-a-soup in one hand, watching Luther (I bloody love detective programmes). It's barely summer yet, but somehow watching this makes me wish it was winter again. And I wish I was by the river Thames, with my coat and hat. And my friends. And George. I've had an absolutely phemomenal lack of social life over the past month. Still, end of exams will be immediately followed by mammoth shopping trips and Hayley's birthday piss up. And a haircut at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Luther is fabulous (and has a fabulous theme tune), I have nothing more to say here, so here's some Stratovarius. Rock n' roll is a fabulous thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3GM8qt0H2AA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3GM8qt0H2AA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&amp;amp;Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-7838735973601870257?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7838735973601870257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=7838735973601870257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/7838735973601870257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/7838735973601870257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/06/from-weheartit.html' title='Of detective shows and anticipation.'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-1231287020312856274</id><published>2010-05-30T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T11:20:18.414-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vodka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Of Eurovision raves and sexual innuendos</title><content type='html'>There are no words to describe how funny the Eurovision song contest was last night.&lt;br /&gt;For this reason, I will first sum it up in quotes:&lt;br /&gt;"Wow, she even looks like a volcano!"&lt;br /&gt;"SHUT UP EVERYONE, THERE'S A FINN!"&lt;br /&gt;"Can I smell your Woo-Woo, in the least sexual way intended?"&lt;br /&gt;"And this is the problem with being an island."&lt;br /&gt;And of course...&lt;br /&gt;"STRIP ERIK STRIP!"&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry Emma, couldn't find the moment on YouTube :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, Smiffy, myself, Carmen, Goggles, Becky, Dan and Joel had a Eurovision based rave, and some of us marked the entrants out of twenty.The UK, of course, had a spectacularly shit entry, and we all actually went up in cheers when Belarus got the twelve points that put us into last place. Personal favourites were Moldova, Greece, Turkey, France, Bosnia&amp;amp;Herzegovina and Georgia. My boyfriend, who is fully aware of my obsession with Finnish music, will not stop taunting me about that fact that they didn't even make it to the final. Nearly all of Spain's points came from the random gatecrasher who jumped on stage. Armenia divided male and female opinions, let's just say ;). We all started doing aerobics to the French entry. I think I headbanged a bit too hard (the back of my neck really hurts!), but at least didn't have the earring-to-the-eye mishap that Georgie did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't possible recal the hilariousness of the whole night, so here's Moldova for you. We were VERY distracted by the violinist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VkmncrAPILw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VkmncrAPILw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&amp;amp;Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-1231287020312856274?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1231287020312856274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=1231287020312856274&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/1231287020312856274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/1231287020312856274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/05/of-eurovision-raves-and-sexual.html' title='Of Eurovision raves and sexual innuendos'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-2429789793655381091</id><published>2010-05-27T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T09:20:09.002-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Of mashed up brains and acousitc guitars.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/2383673/tumblr_l2p0jyhUdz1qzia8lo1_500_large.jpg?1274975102" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/2383673/tumblr_l2p0jyhUdz1qzia8lo1_500_large.jpg?1274975102" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Image from &lt;a href="http://www.weheartit.com/"&gt;WeHeartIt.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My music exam is tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;If I hear another tonic pedal note, I think I'm going to have a break down.&lt;br /&gt;Still, I can't really complain. This is the subject I've chosen to do after all, possibly for a long, long time after I leave school, if I decide to do a Masters degree. This is how I made my bed, I swear to God I'll lie in it!&lt;br /&gt;Still, not a big revision fan. Who is? Today has consisted of attempting to digest my music anthology, and Van Morrison on repeat before I literally had to dash to the toilet so Mum didn't notice me blasting my ears out with ANYTHING ELSE. There are some music pieces I like. Van Morrison is not one of them.&lt;br /&gt;I miss GCSE revision. Then it was like, revise for half an hour and then watch Poirot. Not any more!&lt;br /&gt;Still, this time tomorrow, it'll all be over. And on Saturday it's time for a Eurovision fest. Apparently Finland got knocked out in the semi finals, so now I will be supporting France. Because I can. Because, let's face it, our entry is shite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think my life would be so much more eventful if JD from Scrubs was narrating it. Or if not, if some guy with an acoustic guitar followed me around everywhere and sang the soundtrack to my life. AND I'D WANT HIM TO SOUND LIKE THIS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wd0f9bm59iE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wd0f9bm59iE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&amp;amp;Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-2429789793655381091?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2429789793655381091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=2429789793655381091&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/2429789793655381091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/2429789793655381091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/05/of-mashed-up-brains-and-acousitc.html' title='Of mashed up brains and acousitc guitars.'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-1336327034599027314</id><published>2010-05-24T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T04:01:29.111-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Of good causes and achievement.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I achieved the unthinkable.&lt;br /&gt;For me anyway. Most people who know be will be fully aware that I am not a sporty person. I am also incredibly unfit. I can't run 30 metres to the train station from my house without feeling like I'm going to have an athsma attack. And I don't ever suffer from athsma.&lt;br /&gt;However, yesterday, through a mixture of walking, jogging and even some running, I, er, travelled five kilometres on foot in only fourty minutes. And why did I undergo such an insane task?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs286.snc3/27971_394045977334_544817334_4285095_510006_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="347" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs286.snc3/27971_394045977334_544817334_4285095_510006_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hayley, myself and &lt;a href="http://www.x-confused-and-intoxicated-x.blogspot.com/"&gt;Emma&lt;/a&gt;, pre-run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The answer is, for the prevention of cancer. This was the Race for Life, where you get people to sponsor you to run, jog or walk for five kilometres and all the money is given to Cancer Research UK. It's an all-woman event, but it'll raise money to fund research into all types of cancer&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We were each given an number to stick on our front, and also a label for your back. On this label, you could write the names of specific people that you were racing for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That was a strange experience. There were over three thousand people there, and on their backs were the names of all the people they knew who had died of or are suffering from the disease. Some of them had whole lists of people, some just a few, and some had summed it up be writing "the 1 in 3" or something along those lines. That got me thinking. Cancer affects so many people, I knew that already, but this kind of put everything in perspective for me. There's musicians that I've already mentioned on here, Dio, McLaren, and Andrew Lloyd Webber is also living with the disease. And then it's affected me too - an English teacher at my school passed away from the disease when I was in year ten, and so did my grandmother in 2006. Her's was the name I put on my label.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, I feel like I've really achieved something, and at the same time I know that it's not a purely selfish feat, and it is going to help other people everywhere. Now I just need all my friends to pay up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just to lighten the mood a bit, today's music is the somewhat amusing sight of Tarot back in the eighties. Marco looks like he's wearing a poodle on his head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gp_igU9oOXc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gp_igU9oOXc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&amp;amp;Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-1336327034599027314?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1336327034599027314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=1336327034599027314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/1336327034599027314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/1336327034599027314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/05/of-good-causes-and-achievement.html' title='Of good causes and achievement.'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-1550581055067536525</id><published>2010-05-21T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T04:12:07.168-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Of coming full circle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.leg.entries.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/20090406112213.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="92" src="http://whi.s3.leg.entries.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/20090406112213.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Image from &lt;a href="http://www.weheartit.com/"&gt;WeHeartIt&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had my first exam yesterday. Japanese A/S. I think it went alright, which is good. A million times better than the mock, so I'm pretty sure I've got more than an E this time round.&lt;br /&gt;This got me thinking - it must've been almost a year since I started writing this thing. Upon checking, I discovered that sure enough, my first post here was made on the 25th May 2009. I initially started this thing up as a distraction from my GCSE exams (which now seem like they must've been so easy), and to avoid the unending shit that is daytime television whilst on study leave. Since then all kinds of things have happened to me, and now I'm back in exam season again. How time flies. What have I achieved in the past year?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've kept writing in this thing, unlike I ever have in diaries, which I guess shows some kind of commitment.&lt;br /&gt;I've also gained some good GCSE grades, great additions to the iPod, and a boyfriend. I think it has been time well spent. &lt;br /&gt;Well, right now it's stiflingly hot so I don't know why the hell I'm inside, plus the fact that I've only written two of the ten essays that have accumulated due to my spending all my time on Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;I will leave you with today's music, one of the aforementioned fantastic iPod additions, the lovely Leverage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GA-meRnhsA4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GA-meRnhsA4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&amp;amp;Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-1550581055067536525?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1550581055067536525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=1550581055067536525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/1550581055067536525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/1550581055067536525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/05/of-coming-full-circle.html' title='Of coming full circle.'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-835541294124571561</id><published>2010-05-18T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T14:26:49.774-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Of studying and losses to metal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/1274357/tumblr_kvubpcfkd21qau5l3o1_500_large.jpg?1262807891" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="140" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/1274357/tumblr_kvubpcfkd21qau5l3o1_500_large.jpg?1262807891" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Image from &lt;a href="http://www.weheartit.com/"&gt;WeHeartIt&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Japanese exam on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;This is followed by music, English and media. &lt;br /&gt;I have been spending every waking moment of my life studying. If I get any more stressed, my head is actually going to explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, in a month's time, this'll all be over. It'll be summer, it'll be carefree, some of my friends might be able to drive so we can go anywhere. (My goal is Paris but due to lack of money I don't know how realistic this). Also, my family just got tickets to go and see Gorillaz in September. They used to be my favourite band, I haven't listened to them properly for a while now but I'm still excited. Plus it'll be Damon Albarn round #4. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna try and get an early night as I have a whole day of Japanese revision ahead of me, but before I go, (sorry to end on a sad note) I have to mention Mr Ronnie James Dio, who passed away last weekend after a battle with stomach cancer. It's a sad day for rock and roll.&lt;br /&gt;1942-2010. RIP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/64coD-rx9sk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/64coD-rx9sk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Funny the things you notice after something like this happens. The first thing I noticed was that his wikipedia article had been re-written in the past tense. Today's music is Holy Diver.&lt;br /&gt;Peace&amp;amp;Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-835541294124571561?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/835541294124571561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=835541294124571561&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/835541294124571561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/835541294124571561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/05/of-studying-and-losses-to-metal.html' title='Of studying and losses to metal.'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-7377979126194610677</id><published>2010-05-15T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T06:36:05.055-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vodka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Of  a week in pictures</title><content type='html'>Except Thursday. Nothing ever seems to happen on a Thursday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday brought with it a pear shaped like a dick, much to the amusment of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S-6gL5P9JII/AAAAAAAAARA/8ngsgyilC_c/s1600/DICKPEAR..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S-6gL5P9JII/AAAAAAAAARA/8ngsgyilC_c/s320/DICKPEAR..jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday brought with it massive political change, and destroyed a lot of my faith in this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S-6fp4Mi32I/AAAAAAAAAQw/JWwH74cGDwI/s1600/Image0143.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S-6fp4Mi32I/AAAAAAAAAQw/JWwH74cGDwI/s320/Image0143.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday brought with it the weirdest weather EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S-6f3nJtKuI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/CoUq9XGRl2I/s1600/Image0144.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S-6f3nJtKuI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/CoUq9XGRl2I/s320/Image0144.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday brought with it a party-in-the-park with a Peter-Pan-piss-up theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S-6gcoH6qpI/AAAAAAAAARI/cChBNe4HmXk/s1600/Image0148.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S-6gcoH6qpI/AAAAAAAAARI/cChBNe4HmXk/s320/Image0148.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all you'll be hearing from me for like a week. My Japanese exam is in like NO DAYS and I am bricking it, so I'll be spending most of my time revising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's "music" is the only thing preventing me from having an exam induced breakdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S3xAeTmsJfg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S3xAeTmsJfg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&amp;amp;Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-7377979126194610677?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7377979126194610677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=7377979126194610677&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/7377979126194610677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/7377979126194610677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/05/of-week-in-pictures.html' title='Of  a week in pictures'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S-6gL5P9JII/AAAAAAAAARA/8ngsgyilC_c/s72-c/DICKPEAR..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-8243093017106967880</id><published>2010-05-10T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T02:20:54.047-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Of taking things seriously and cravings for cheesecake.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/2175772/tumblr_l22ptxYr231qbqqito1_500_large.jpg?1273300043" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/2175772/tumblr_l22ptxYr231qbqqito1_500_large.jpg?1273300043" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Picture from &lt;a href="http://www.weheartit.com/"&gt;WeHeartIt.&lt;/a&gt; I recently discovered this site. It's awesome.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Right now, I'm on home study. And I actually did some studying. This is me, taking things seriously. John Tavener has been thoroughly scrutinised. But hey, the sun is shining. For once. And I really fancy some cheesecake. I had some when I was at Wagamamas with &lt;a href="http://www.x-confused-and-intoxicated-x.blogspot.com/"&gt;Emma&lt;/a&gt; and Zoe (I can't do funny accents on my computer) and the other Emma and Ash and Moos and that other guy who's name I can't remember, and I've been craving it since then. Whoever decided to put cheese in a cake is actually a genius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sooo... we still have no government, so to speak. Political envy of the world? I think so. Or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Errrm I saw George for the first time in ages yesterday, which I guess was for an extremely belated six months. It was awesomesauce of course. We wandered around singing Eiffel 65 and talking about gene pools.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Exams are HIDEOUSLY CLOSE and due to my school being a monumental fuck up I have no study leave for the hardest one! Ah well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So, home study is nearly over and I need to actually leave for school in less than twenty minutes, so goodbye for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today's music is BLACK SABBATH. I should really stop watching so many programmes about metal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/akt3awj_Ah8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/akt3awj_Ah8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&amp;amp;Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-8243093017106967880?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8243093017106967880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=8243093017106967880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/8243093017106967880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/8243093017106967880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/05/of-taking-things-seriously-and-cravings.html' title='Of taking things seriously and cravings for cheesecake.'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-4193376499463229035</id><published>2010-05-08T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T14:52:50.036-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Of political failings and phenomenal lack of social life.</title><content type='html'>Haven't had much time to post here lately, due to mammoth amounts of revision I've only been reading stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I've also been suprisingly interested in the general election.&lt;br /&gt;So, when Gordon Brown became Prime Minister, he was a natural progression from Tony Blair and we didn't vote for him. We've just had an election, and due to there being no party with enough seats to form a government, Gordon Brown is STILL Prime Minister and we didn't vote for him this time either!&lt;br /&gt;England evidentally has a clear idea of the concept of "democracy".&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. Rather him than Cameron. But that's just my opinion. And Clegg owns them both.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I am very tired and writing this at some ungodly hour so I will be off.&lt;br /&gt;Today's music has been stuck in my head for the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D40YKxrh-So&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D40YKxrh-So&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&amp;Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-4193376499463229035?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4193376499463229035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=4193376499463229035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/4193376499463229035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/4193376499463229035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/05/of-political-failings-and-phenomenal.html' title='Of political failings and phenomenal lack of social life.'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-3641721211841354985</id><published>2010-04-27T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T12:44:37.939-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Of exhaustion and coca cola</title><content type='html'>The last two weeks have been the most hectic of my life:&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Music exam&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Music exam&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Media moderation, school concert&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Music exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it goes on:&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Japanese mock&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: University convention&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Music exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Emma would say, FUCK MY LIIIIIIIFE! Still, I am beginning to gradually tick things off my stress list. I seriously need a notepad specifically for lists. I write lists of things to do, lists of stuff to buy, pointless lists like ranking orders of vocalists/countries to visit/political parties, and fuck knows what else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, due to the above list, I am absolutely exhausted. The only thing that stopped me from dropping off at like five o'clock was a can of coke. Woo, caffine! Yesterday we had the school concert, which was awesome (save the out of tune recorders, I didn't even know that was possible!) And I Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor is bloody hard to sing without a northern accent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's music is from Tarot's new album. For reasons unbeknownst to me I find the video absolutely hilarious, but the song is good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i9rFH9voBtY&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i9rFH9voBtY&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also loving this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FigAfq0gVqQ&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FigAfq0gVqQ&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&amp;Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-3641721211841354985?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3641721211841354985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=3641721211841354985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/3641721211841354985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/3641721211841354985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/04/of-exhaustion-and-coca-cola.html' title='Of exhaustion and coca cola'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-7902819827429338285</id><published>2010-04-18T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T13:13:37.664-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Of tediousness and preperation.</title><content type='html'>Well. I feel exhausted. I've texted more tonight that over the whole of the last two weeks, and my bag weighs a tonne. People I am ready for school. Not. And I can guarantee that all my essays are shocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few days have been literally filled with pessimism. Tuomas Holopainen once said "everything is possible. Even the impossible." Which in anyone else's life would be an optimistic notion. Not in mine. Hey, I was told it was impossible to fail Grade 5 music theory, but look what I've gone and done! (I'm over this enough to be able to laugh about it now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else to report. Today's music is from Massive Attack's new album. Feat. Damon Albarn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JnE8dxbonDQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JnE8dxbonDQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&amp;amp;Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-7902819827429338285?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7902819827429338285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=7902819827429338285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/7902819827429338285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/7902819827429338285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/04/of-tediousness-and-preperation.html' title='Of tediousness and preperation.'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-451083407687339460</id><published>2010-04-11T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T13:19:56.629-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'>Of universities and the city.</title><content type='html'>I went up to London with George yesterday. Forgot Mum's camera of course, so here are my crappy phone pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S-8A26V58uI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ylSb9jyV7ac/s1600/Image0121.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S-8A26V58uI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ylSb9jyV7ac/s320/Image0121.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S-8A8keyaZI/AAAAAAAAARY/eJxBYZmGGm0/s1600/Image0122.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S-8A8keyaZI/AAAAAAAAARY/eJxBYZmGGm0/s320/Image0122.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S-8A_KgQbjI/AAAAAAAAARg/-l76GXR0nZ0/s1600/Image0123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S-8A_KgQbjI/AAAAAAAAARg/-l76GXR0nZ0/s320/Image0123.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S-8BB6UcyUI/AAAAAAAAARo/D1SHuqnn6gg/s1600/Image0124.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S-8BB6UcyUI/AAAAAAAAARo/D1SHuqnn6gg/s320/Image0124.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S-8BC8mqvXI/AAAAAAAAARw/Q3iv0sAjCWA/s1600/Image0125.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S-8BC8mqvXI/AAAAAAAAARw/Q3iv0sAjCWA/s320/Image0125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S-8BFjHBFqI/AAAAAAAAAR4/eBIy9TagOoM/s1600/Image0127.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S-8BFjHBFqI/AAAAAAAAAR4/eBIy9TagOoM/s320/Image0127.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S-8BH0MX84I/AAAAAAAAASA/KC-3EsesZ3I/s1600/Image0129.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S-8BH0MX84I/AAAAAAAAASA/KC-3EsesZ3I/s320/Image0129.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S-8BLgPcyLI/AAAAAAAAASI/UGx1IBCcVBU/s1600/Image0130.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S-8BLgPcyLI/AAAAAAAAASI/UGx1IBCcVBU/s320/Image0130.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S-8BPYRdoGI/AAAAAAAAASQ/6VfX-gjsdk8/s1600/Image0131.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S-8BPYRdoGI/AAAAAAAAASQ/6VfX-gjsdk8/s320/Image0131.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S-8BUTig6jI/AAAAAAAAASY/-nWLkPz6ZQc/s1600/Image0133.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S-8BUTig6jI/AAAAAAAAASY/-nWLkPz6ZQc/s320/Image0133.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was meant to live here. Seriously. Apparently I would've been if my family had been able to afford it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, on the other hand, was spent ordering uni prospectuses, noting down open days etcetra etcetra. I ordered about twelve, but I have two uni's that I love (York and Nottingham) and one where I love the course but not so much the rest of the place (City of London. The trouble is, I'm constantly worrying that I'm aiming too high. York and Nottingham both have pretty much everything I'm looking for - courses with varying modules so you can get an all round view of the subject (music) while still focussing on certain areas, study abroad oppurtunities to places I' really interested in (Finland and Japan respectively), and they're in good locations. Plus they're quite far from where I live, and while I love my family, I don't particularly fancy living with them and commuting up to London every day. Which would be what would happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I need two As and a B for York, and one A and two Bs for Nottingham, and I don't know if I can manage it. Then there's the trouble of what subjects to take next year: I love English and I fucking HATE media studies, but should I take the one I like more, or suffer for a year if I'd be more likely to get into a decent uni? Ugh, this is such a mission! Help! At least I know the exact course I want to take...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my thoughts go out to everyone in Poland following the plane crash that killed many important members of their government, including the president. May they all rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's music is a Florence &amp;amp; The Machine demo. I like it way more than the final version!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EptBuzhoq6o&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EptBuzhoq6o&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&amp;amp;Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-451083407687339460?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/451083407687339460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=451083407687339460&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/451083407687339460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/451083407687339460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/04/of-universities-and-city.html' title='Of universities and the city.'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S-8A26V58uI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ylSb9jyV7ac/s72-c/Image0121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-7909292942798460627</id><published>2010-04-09T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T08:29:02.924-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Of lazy days and punk legends.</title><content type='html'>Today I had a lazy day. It sounds better than "downright boring".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S79Eyb3jbAI/AAAAAAAAAPo/_irLpkRIjfQ/s1600/SDC11232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S79Eyb3jbAI/AAAAAAAAAPo/_irLpkRIjfQ/s320/SDC11232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S79E6k2V8NI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Z8yPo8u7Xmk/s1600/SDC11230.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S79E6k2V8NI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Z8yPo8u7Xmk/s320/SDC11230.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S79E_pn8FZI/AAAAAAAAAP4/6hoK7xuC98w/s1600/SDC11233.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S79E_pn8FZI/AAAAAAAAAP4/6hoK7xuC98w/s320/SDC11233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S79FBJWn1aI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sA_AbaUrRV0/s1600/SDC11236.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S79FBJWn1aI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sA_AbaUrRV0/s320/SDC11236.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_2058301647"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_2058301648"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S79FENsr-eI/AAAAAAAAAQI/7jBkf3xH-ao/s1600/SDC11235.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S79FENsr-eI/AAAAAAAAAQI/7jBkf3xH-ao/s400/SDC11235.JPG" width="296" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If I'm wearing my paint encrusted, much too big hoodie, you can tell I'm not planning on going anywhere. I think the only times I've worn it in public were on the Japan trip, which it was for, and after Nightwish, because my hair was greasy with alchohol, pyrotechnic and Finn. So yeah, it has memories attatched.&lt;br /&gt;I was housebound for the whole day due to having to wait for the washing machine repairman. We asked for a callout between eight and twelve. Guy turned up at two. And I have been all on my owny all day.&lt;br /&gt;What have I done? Well I had an amazingly healthy lunch of ryvita, cheese string and cookies, I took some photos of some flowers in the garden (inspired by the sheer number of photography based blogs now gracing my following list, damn I wish I could take photos like that!), watched Outnumbered and Russell Howard's Good News (comedy - the only thing the British still do better than anywhere else), and some revision in my Leverage-pun infested notebook (nine colours, eight pages and two hours later and I'm still no closer to liking Van Morrison. And now I think I will play some Sims. Typically the one day I can't go out is the one day the sun is actually shining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I heard the sad news that a punk legend and creator of the Sex Pistols (who are simultaneously one of the worst and best bands in existence), passed away. RIP Malcolm McLaren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's music is in his honour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JQkActP-isE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JQkActP-isE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&amp;amp;Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-7909292942798460627?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7909292942798460627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=7909292942798460627&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/7909292942798460627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/7909292942798460627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/04/of-lazy-days-and-punk-legends.html' title='Of lazy days and punk legends.'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S79Eyb3jbAI/AAAAAAAAAPo/_irLpkRIjfQ/s72-c/SDC11232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-4509108595458370990</id><published>2010-04-07T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T08:38:05.583-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Of camdening and rain.</title><content type='html'>Today was the day of mine and &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.x-confused-and-intoxicated-x"&gt;Emma's&lt;/a&gt; seasonal trip to Camden. Unfortunately, being England, it was absolutely pissing down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S7ykS3WmDlI/AAAAAAAAAPY/_PF5zIujyy8/s1600/SDC11215.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S7ykS3WmDlI/AAAAAAAAAPY/_PF5zIujyy8/s320/SDC11215.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A crappy photo of some things drawn for the occasion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love Camden and all the eccentrics you find there. I bought a nice dress, and despite the rain it was still a trip to the city. And the city, really, is where I want to be. I'm fed up of living in the middle of nowhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S7yk8eu_3TI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2JCUQWvvzTY/s1600/SDC11221.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S7yk8eu_3TI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2JCUQWvvzTY/s320/SDC11221.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;One of these days, I'll start doing proper photography ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today's music is for Emma.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tfhNu2g8NdM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tfhNu2g8NdM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&amp;amp;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-4509108595458370990?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4509108595458370990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=4509108595458370990&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/4509108595458370990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/4509108595458370990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/04/of-camdening-and-rain.html' title='Of camdening and rain.'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S7ykS3WmDlI/AAAAAAAAAPY/_PF5zIujyy8/s72-c/SDC11215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-7218271350144538651</id><published>2010-04-05T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T12:37:36.494-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Of rebirth and art.</title><content type='html'>I SAW A DAFFODIL TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;My life is so interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Easter. Also my younger brother's birthday. A time of celebration, of thankfullness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of rebirth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed that a few people have been turning over new leaves with their blogs and such, but I don't really want to do that. I like reflecting over what's already happened. Even though my computer made loads of shitting pointless typos in my old posts for no reason whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I have done, however, is started drawing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My confidence kind of took a massive knock when I did so shit in my GCSE, and I kind of haven't drawn anything properly since. Just doodling. But lately I realised, yeah my coursework and such was fucking awful, but the only way I can change that is by practicing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I didn't do A Level. I would hate it. I would be knee deep in shit by now. I wouldn't be doing Japanese, which I've come to love. But the best part is that now I can just draw the things that I want, and not what's going to get me the most marks. I prefer to keep it as a hobby, since music's gone way past that now. It's got to the point where it's like the second most important thing in my life (after the people close to me). And that's sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's music is Serj Tankian, who remains in my last.fm top fifteen. Along with My Chemical Romance. And Vivaldi. And Sonata Arctica. I don't know how the fuck this happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XW0TlNRPh5c&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XW0TlNRPh5c&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&amp;Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-7218271350144538651?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7218271350144538651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=7218271350144538651&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/7218271350144538651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/7218271350144538651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/04/of-rebirth-and-art.html' title='Of rebirth and art.'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-5395312040429995873</id><published>2010-04-01T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:13:55.619-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Of a newly revised bucket list.</title><content type='html'>- Study music at university.&lt;br /&gt;- Tour Europe by train and visit every capital city.&lt;br /&gt;- Learn to walk in slip on shoes.&lt;br /&gt;- Join some kind of group of political activists.&lt;br /&gt;- Join a band.&lt;br /&gt;- See the Northern Lights.&lt;br /&gt;- Read all the works of Shakespeare.&lt;br /&gt;- Go scuba diving.&lt;br /&gt;- Meet Tuomas Holopainen.&lt;br /&gt;- Dye my hair some insane colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting here surrounded by stray paper, a vegetarian cookbook and my beloved iPod. And it's bloody freezing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring is finally upon us. I hate spring, basically due to the weather (I'm British, all I do is complain about the weather!). It's mild and rainy, the inbetween season. And I like extremes. Still, it's a time for new beginnings. I think I'm going to fiddle around with the colourscheme on this thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter holidays - a bittersweet feeling. On one hand it's great to be off school and to be able to go out and do all kinds of crazy things with my friends and boyfriend, but on the downside I will be spending nearly all of it working. A/S level exams are painfully close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't make the media deadline, which sucks. I don't want it to sound like I'm blaming someone else for my own mistakes, but to be honest, the teachers were the ones who never gave us any equimpment with which to do the aforementioned coursework, and thus it is ALL THEIR FAULT. Ah well... we're nearly done, so we'll be getting it in as soon as humanly possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's music is Leverage. Because the vocals from 3.34 to 3.45 made my heart skip a beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zltg_5zNBZM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zltg_5zNBZM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp; Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-5395312040429995873?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5395312040429995873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=5395312040429995873&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/5395312040429995873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/5395312040429995873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/04/of-newly-revised-bucket-list.html' title='Of a newly revised bucket list.'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-9054665522288235141</id><published>2010-03-28T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T04:56:23.998-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vodka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Of gentle music and rowdy behaviour.</title><content type='html'>Waking up today was the weirdest sensation. I was still wearing my clothes minus jewellery and jacket, and I was lying on the floor in a sleeping bag surrounded by empty lager cans and bottles of Woo Woo. The sunlight was gently streaming through the curtains, people were just beginning to stir, and Josh (who will be forever immortalised by the fact that he had a dream about being raped by Spongebob Squarepants) was playing this gentle music on an acoustic guitar. I'm normally really grouchy in the morning, especially since this particular night I had got about three hours sleep, but something about the whole atmosphere... it's been a while since I felt so calm, or content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For yesterday was the day of Georgie's infamous birthday party. As expected, a complete rave. Lady Gaga was appreciated, onion rings were consumed, alchohol was drunk, awful jokes were told, discussions about dreams were had, and pictures of Johnny Depp were unceremoniously oggled. I barely got any sleep - we went to bed at like half two, rested for twenty minutes, got back up and talked until ten to five in the morning. Needless to say, I am knackered. I think Ed was the only one who got any sleep, being as he passed out around midnight and was completely out of it, even when we got Georgie's dog to lick marmite off his face. All in all, another great night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[And it's me &amp;amp; George's five months today!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's music is in spirit of last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bwn6P_bPLbk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bwn6P_bPLbk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-9054665522288235141?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/9054665522288235141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=9054665522288235141&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/9054665522288235141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/9054665522288235141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/03/of-gentle-music-and-rowdy-behaviour.html' title='Of gentle music and rowdy behaviour.'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-7106999714556384722</id><published>2010-03-27T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T12:38:34.676-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vodka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><title type='text'>Of shoes and film loving.</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;LOOK AT THESE SHOES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://willworkfordesign.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/nicholas-kirkwood-alice-in-wonderland-for-printemps.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" src="http://willworkfordesign.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/nicholas-kirkwood-alice-in-wonderland-for-printemps.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am somewhat amazed by these shoes. They probably cost an arm and a leg, but there's no harm in oggling them!&lt;br /&gt;Apparently they were inspired by the new Tim Burton version of Alice In Wonderland, which I finally went to see last weekend with Emma. IT WAS SO GOOD. And I equally want Alice's dress in the Red Queen's castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S64QR3D6ZmI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xcwjqqoBryY/s1600/New-Alice-in-Wonderland-Mia-Wasikowska-Photoshoot-alice-in-wonderland-2010-10340859-1126-1450.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S64QR3D6ZmI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xcwjqqoBryY/s400/New-Alice-in-Wonderland-Mia-Wasikowska-Photoshoot-alice-in-wonderland-2010-10340859-1126-1450.jpg" width="311" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I also went about watching Repo! The Genetic Opera on the internet. My internet connection is SHITE so I didn't get to see all of it (thankfully Hannah said she's lend me the DVD), but what I did get to see was SO GOOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyhow, film loving aside, tonight I'm going to Georgie's birthday party [B.Y.O.B]&amp;nbsp; which should be a RAVE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Today's music is from Repo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IfRVqCouM-I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IfRVqCouM-I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-7106999714556384722?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7106999714556384722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=7106999714556384722&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/7106999714556384722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/7106999714556384722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/03/of-shoes-and-film-loving.html' title='Of shoes and film loving.'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S64QR3D6ZmI/AAAAAAAAAOo/xcwjqqoBryY/s72-c/New-Alice-in-Wonderland-Mia-Wasikowska-Photoshoot-alice-in-wonderland-2010-10340859-1126-1450.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-8913680776669801676</id><published>2010-03-17T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T11:02:49.500-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corruption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Of songs and numbers.</title><content type='html'>Myself In Five Songs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Escapist - Nightwish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8S1yQ303OeI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8S1yQ303OeI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've mentioned this before, but I'll say it again. Even though everything in my life is fine, I still want to get out sometimes. I do this by daydreaming, pretty much. When I'm brought back to reality, it sometimes feels like I'm trapped, even if reality's not all that bad. Also, at times I feel really down for no apparent reason, just because I've become disenchanted with everything, and the dreaming helps me then too. This song pretty much represents that. I've been like this for as long as I can remember, so when I first heard the song, I was a bit startled! It's so like me it's uncanny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm On Fire - Brother Firetribe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fkEIv3k2_dI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fkEIv3k2_dI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Assuming that fire here is a metaphor for being over the moon, as opposed to having a MASSIVE HARD ON. Back at Hayley's Christmas party I had my first proper kiss (in her bedroom, ha ha!), and for the rest of the night I was basically mooning around in a semi-dream, helping people downstairs, lying about the time to get them to sober up quicker and being a dettol-meister with Becky. I was so excited about the whole thing, so the song kinda represents that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Eternal Life - Jeff Buckley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OFgHy-ia8RM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OFgHy-ia8RM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;There's all kinds of shit going on in the world, and I just kinda wish it would all stop. That's kind of what the song is about. Simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Nothing - PAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_8Immb0DSKI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_8Immb0DSKI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have a few insecurities about not being accepted and not getting anywhere. The song's true - no matter what you have there'll always be something more, and eventually people destroy themselves trying to get it. The darker side of human nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The Angry Mob - Kaiser Chiefs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z9wc0u7DfTg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z9wc0u7DfTg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no secret that I'm not a massive fan of this country. The politics, the weather, AND THE IDIOTIC DRIVERS WHO COME SPEEDING ROUND THE CORNER AND NEARLY RUN YOU OVER THEN YELL AT YOU LIKE IT'S YOUR FAULT. This song's kind of just a depiction of mundane Britishness.&lt;br /&gt;But here's the thing - I know perfectly well that my dreams would be far easier to achieve if I were to move to another country, but I'd never be able to do that, not really. I'm bound here by the people I'd leave behind. And actually, I'm ok with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-8913680776669801676?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8913680776669801676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=8913680776669801676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/8913680776669801676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/8913680776669801676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/03/of-songs-and-numbers.html' title='Of songs and numbers.'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-7093513531872428348</id><published>2010-03-14T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T09:48:49.899-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Of 60-man-strong pissups and skateboards.</title><content type='html'>Revelation of the day: The worst thing ever is when you reach into a packet of mini cheddars, expecting to get the last one, only to discover that you've already eaten it.&lt;br /&gt;Go me and my fast metabolism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to an uncle's birthday party, where I met loads of distant relatives and family friends who I didn't know existed.&lt;br /&gt;My Dad's brother's wife's brother's daughter is a fellow Nightwish fan.&lt;br /&gt;My Dad's cousin's son's girlfriend is a Portuguese mime artist.&lt;br /&gt;I think my family is a bit awesome. Insane on every level, but awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I attempting skateboarding. George was trying to teach me, and let's be honest, I was SHIT, but it was fun all the same. Plus I got a peculiar sense of self-worth when I was able to tell the desperate F1 fan what the results of the Grand Prix had been. Though he was annoyed at the result (1. Alonso 2. Massa 3. Hamilton), I still, y'know, helped him.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't want to go back to school tomorrow. This is made essentially worse by home study in the morning, so by the time I get around to leaving I'll be dreading it even more.&lt;br /&gt;But I' still rather have a lie in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's music I'm pretty sure is originally Guns 'n Roses. Sung by the amazing beardman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kVw4Z9OpMEY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kVw4Z9OpMEY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-7093513531872428348?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7093513531872428348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=7093513531872428348&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/7093513531872428348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/7093513531872428348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/03/of-60-man-strong-pissups-and.html' title='Of 60-man-strong pissups and skateboards.'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-5113031848018361459</id><published>2010-03-11T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:18:14.315-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Of exam success and new haircuts</title><content type='html'>I got some results back recently.&lt;br /&gt;I did my performance exam in music (the bit I'm actually good at) and got full marks, and I also got the marks back for my whole critical thinking A/S. I got a B, which I was chuffed about considering that I didn't really give a damn so long as I got more than an F. So all is well in nerdy land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got a new haircut today. It's almost as short as I had it back in the summer, and I really like it, even though the colour is still fucked up beyond all redemption. My roots are absolutely horrifying. It was semi permanent. It's supposed to wash out dammit! WASH OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is basically a message for Emma): Incidentally, when she'd washed my hair she combed it all back from my face, and bloody hell, I DO have a REALLY square head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's music... is in ANOTHER LANGAUGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Beuc86hX4lw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Beuc86hX4lw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(EDIT @ 21:05 - This time last year, I watched Nightwish walk on to the stage at Brixton. Exactly a year ago. TO THE MINUTE.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-5113031848018361459?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5113031848018361459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=5113031848018361459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/5113031848018361459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/5113031848018361459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/03/of-exam-success-and-new-haircuts.html' title='Of exam success and new haircuts'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-8297901332105120935</id><published>2010-03-06T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T08:10:40.539-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Of reunions and pizza.</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't posted anything recently. The most exciting thing that have happened in my life over the past few weeks were a music exam and rice. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Emma's birthday party, and nine of us went up to Pizza Express. I was getting a lift with Carmen, and we ended up being really late because she couldn't find her phone, but oh well. I saw Aly for the first time in AGES, and finally got to give her her Christmas present! I think Jon Bovi was a little freaked out by some of our conversations, particularly the one about how awesome you feel when you've just purchased some new underwear. The conversation also moved to music, where Emma goes "Sofi likes Nightwish", followed by a chorus of "WE'VE HEARD." by everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, EPIC AWESOME TIMES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's music is Gorillaz. Because they flatly refuse to get old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZEhUsdaTavw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZEhUsdaTavw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I have to do some research for the joys of media studies.&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh, and congratulations&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://anette-olzon.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nettan :).&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-8297901332105120935?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8297901332105120935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=8297901332105120935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/8297901332105120935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/8297901332105120935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/03/of-reunions-and-pizza.html' title='Of reunions and pizza.'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-1097402722188778740</id><published>2010-02-20T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T12:39:26.272-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Of flowers and inappropriate footwear.</title><content type='html'>Today saw even more media studies. We have pretty much all of the filming done now, which is good. One piece of hellish coursework will soon be done and dusted. Living up to expectations, I wore the wrong kind of shoes. Again. This always seems to happen to me, I've ended up wearing boots on the beach before! Today I had red heels on, not realising that we were going to go and film in a MUDDY field. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got home complete with mud-caked shoes, and was greeted with a surprise delivery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S3_w2-Ar1QI/AAAAAAAAAN4/AT0f6Lkfpwo/s1600-h/Image0075.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S3_w2-Ar1QI/AAAAAAAAAN4/AT0f6Lkfpwo/s400/Image0075.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out that, knowing that I would be out, George had come round to my house on his way to a football match and dropped these off (belated Valentines day). I've never had flowers before so I was over the moon! I know he won't read this, but thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-1097402722188778740?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1097402722188778740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=1097402722188778740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/1097402722188778740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/1097402722188778740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/02/of-flowers-and-inappropriate-footwear.html' title='Of flowers and inappropriate footwear.'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S3_w2-Ar1QI/AAAAAAAAAN4/AT0f6Lkfpwo/s72-c/Image0075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-1312626692703720669</id><published>2010-02-18T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T12:39:50.696-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Of Mardi Gras and budgetting.</title><content type='html'>Between midday on Tuesday and about five on Wednesday, I spent the equivelent of about seven minutes at home. Living life to the full? I think so.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday afternoon was spent a-wandering round town with George, contemplating buying an audio tape of the Moomins, testing out glasses that doubled up as straws (great idea, not so great in the execution) and having a Finnish-Swedish band battle. He bet me that I couldn't name as many Finnish bands as he could name Swedish ones. I did. He made all of his up. I win.&lt;br /&gt;Then I went home to grab some Häagen - Dazs, and went out to Hayley's. Alchohol was consumed by all but me, I woke up with a hangover (THIS ALWAYS HAPPENS), we watched The Grudge 2 and talked fairly candidly about bases. And Emma had awesome novelty glasses. And I slept in my clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S3_0KJSUAWI/AAAAAAAAAOI/DlXlefuXQfo/s1600-h/mardi+gras.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S3_0KJSUAWI/AAAAAAAAAOI/DlXlefuXQfo/s400/mardi+gras.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(I look hideous.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;THEN I went home again to change my t-shirt and brush my teeth, before going to Cosmo with Emma and Georgie. Ate mammoth amounts despite it's being the first day of Lent, then wandered around town. I spent a grand total of 50p. I am awesome at saving up. Not that this will last due to the simultaneous discovery of &lt;a href="http://www.fashionunion.co.uk/p/LJA0100/Warwick-Biker-Jacket.html"&gt;this jacket&lt;/a&gt; and Brother Firetribe's recently released DVD. Today's music comes from that DVD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fDUH7S8vtjQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fDUH7S8vtjQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="r"&gt;&lt;a class="l" href="http://www.haagen-dazs.co.uk/" onmousedown="return clk(this.href,'','','res','1','','0CAcQFjAA')"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-1312626692703720669?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1312626692703720669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=1312626692703720669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/1312626692703720669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/1312626692703720669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/02/of-mardi-gras-and-budgetting.html' title='Of Mardi Gras and budgetting.'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S3_0KJSUAWI/AAAAAAAAAOI/DlXlefuXQfo/s72-c/mardi+gras.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-3282398795841467557</id><published>2010-02-12T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T11:06:11.724-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Of living in a dream.</title><content type='html'>I think I know how characters in dreams feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"Tell me how does it feel when the dreams become real".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that anything particularly interesting happened to me today. But yesterday, I was absolutely CONVINCED that it was Friday, but I know that tomorrow is Saturday. So today was kind of... nothing. The space in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"A place between sleep and awake".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just kind of walking around, living life as normal, but everything seemed numb and empty. I think it was partly because I'm really tired and it was the last day of term, but I kind of felt like I wasn't completely there. It was cold but I didn't feel it, I caught my semi-split nail so many times but barely noticed, I burnt my tongue on hot chocolate and didn't wince in pain. It was weird. Plus I was thankful that I managed not to impale myself on my sharp music folder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Literature really makes me think. Particularly Thomas Hardy. Other than comparing his poetry to episodes of the Moomins, it kind of puts human nature into words. Just as an example, take the first time I went a-wandering round town with George. We sat on a bench for hours just talked. It didn't even matter what we were talking about, just that we were there. But that place in town, it's been there for all the eternity of the world, under different names, and, prehistorically, attatched to Pangea or whatever. (I used to have a dinosaur obsession, I know what the first landmass was called.) It's probably seen absolutely loads of historical things, there's been miriads of people passing by, kings and queens, murderers, lovers, viking invasions... but, because the moment was special to me, I automatically associate that place with that event, even though it's one insignifigant event set against eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is too short for memories to fade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-3282398795841467557?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3282398795841467557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=3282398795841467557&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/3282398795841467557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/3282398795841467557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/02/of-living-in-dream.html' title='Of living in a dream.'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-1722067204477515935</id><published>2010-02-11T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T13:19:42.023-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vodka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'>Of encouraging comments and strange cravings.</title><content type='html'>I had parents evening at school today. Saw one of the teachers in Japanese and English, and both for music. I managed to get good comments from everyone, which was encouraging. This was probably due to my media studies teacher being ill and thus unable to attend. She's a great teacher and really lovely, but I am HORRIBLE at that subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been snowing again here. I love the snow, I just don't like how it mucks up all the public transport. I hate having to wait in the cold. Plus I'm getting a little bit bored of winter now. Even though I love it, I really want it to be summer so I can go out without freezing my arse off. Plus reading &lt;a href="http://theresamessinmylife.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Life Is A Mess&lt;/a&gt; has given me a massive craving for strawberries, which I never associate with winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else... saw a string quartet at school today which was awesome. Media coursework still not done. Boyfriend away on Valentines Day so celebrating it on the Tuesday instead. Going for Chinese with Georgie etc. Pancakes and drunkeness with Hayley etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait for half term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-1722067204477515935?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1722067204477515935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=1722067204477515935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/1722067204477515935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/1722067204477515935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/02/of-encouraging-comments-and-strange.html' title='Of encouraging comments and strange cravings.'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-4191631581270746962</id><published>2010-02-08T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T10:57:05.633-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Of plaguing questions and disenchantment</title><content type='html'>I can't help but wonder what the answers to the following questions are:&lt;br /&gt;-What would life be like if I was bilingual?&lt;br /&gt;-What would life be like if I was completely alone?&lt;br /&gt;-What would life be like if I never dwelled on mistakes and just let things go?&lt;br /&gt;-What will life be like in fifty years time?&lt;br /&gt;-Why is Pingu's dad always ironing when none of them wear any clothes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm feeling... disenchanted. It's one of those days when I just want to be somewhere else, just leave and never look back. Though I'd never actually do this. I have escapism to do that for me. And I know that the feeling always passes. Life continues to mundanely roll by, but none of that matters because I know that I have it better than a lot of people. I'm grateful for what I have. There are people here that I'd never be able to leave behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I absolutely love &lt;a href="http://followmebackhome.deviantart.com/"&gt;this writer.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music today is Vivaldi, since I'm that awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uzCXjDuYQTA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uzCXjDuYQTA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-4191631581270746962?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4191631581270746962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=4191631581270746962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/4191631581270746962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/4191631581270746962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/02/of-plaguing-questions-and.html' title='Of plaguing questions and disenchantment'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-2354805175759635788</id><published>2010-02-06T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:19:40.889-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europe'/><title type='text'>Of callings in life and boredem.</title><content type='html'>I get bored way too easily. That's my revalation for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Yesterday I learned a couple of things that are pretty important: Trust your instincts no matter what anyone else says, and being a signpost is the shittiest job ever.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Oh, and I need to be more assertive.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Emi and Carmen filmed some of their media project yesterday (after a casting disaster) and I somehow ended up standing next to Hayley holding up a sign saying "KEEP OUT, FILMING." Of course I was completely ignored by everyone, due to just standing there holding up this folorn piece of paper, while Hayley argued with the people who refused to go away.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was talking to my singing teacher last night, and she was asking me about university. I know that I want to study music, and I'd also like to study abroad for a little. York used to run a study abroad programme to the continent, but it's since disappeared from their website. My teacher was telling me which countries were good and bad if you were thinking purely from a musical perspective, and I happened to ask her what she knew about the Sibelius Academy, which was one of the links on the programme. She turned to me and exclaimed "Oh, Finland's a great country for music, especially for singing!" My face went like this: :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So yeah. I had a plan. Now I have a reason.&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-2354805175759635788?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2354805175759635788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=2354805175759635788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/2354805175759635788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/2354805175759635788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/02/of-callings-in-life-and-boredem.html' title='Of callings in life and boredem.'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-596202390017156182</id><published>2010-02-02T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T10:55:15.374-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Of total weirdness and being "gifted"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Today was possibly the stangest day of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;I got sent a text-message-breakup from someone I've never even met. Apparently some guy called Neil decided it would be funny to kidnap George's phone and send an incredibly fake breakup text. I kind of figured it wasn't actually him since it emerged that Carmen, Becky, Kathy AND Jodie all got the same message, not to mention how apologetic George was about the whole fiasco!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Then I got some test results back that are supposed to determine the goings-on of my brain. Turns out I have no sense of logic whatsoever (111 out of 140, dearie me), and I'm seriously mathematically challenged (113 out of 140), but I got 129 out of 140 in verbal reasoning, which means I'm being put on the school's "gifted register" for it and apparently should be really good at English and languages. Which is good since I'm taking English lit and Japanese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;I think today must've been "lets-pretend-Sofi-doesn't-exist" day. Or "lets-all-be-ill"Nothelp being ill. I hope they're all ok. I'm just  day. lonely. that people can &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;And apparently wallowing in self pity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Although, in the grand old scheme of things, I'm lucky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's music is the awesomeness that is Nightwish. And a cover of Pink Floyd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gkg88Mw5xJw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gkg88Mw5xJw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-596202390017156182?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/596202390017156182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=596202390017156182&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/596202390017156182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/596202390017156182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/02/of-total-weirdness-and-being-gifted.html' title='Of total weirdness and being &quot;gifted&quot;'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-3341259453324470938</id><published>2010-01-31T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:20:56.443-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'>Of music nerdery and insatiable wanderlust</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Yesterday, I heard about a documentary film made for some Australian film festival, called "4". All it is is four different violinists in four different parts of the world, each showing an insight into life there in four different seasons, and each of them is playing a movement of Vivaldi's four seasons. Spring is set in Japan, summer in Australia, autumn in the United States and winter in Finland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;I really like the idea of this, since it ties in my music obsession with my massive desiresee things in the world,  to not to mention my interest in the countries of Japan and Finland.Unfortunately, said film seems to be nigh impossible to  get hold of. Still, I found a littleYouTube. bit of it on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pfoOc73Pb58&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pfoOc73Pb58&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-3341259453324470938?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3341259453324470938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=3341259453324470938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/3341259453324470938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/3341259453324470938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/01/of-music-nerdery-and-insatiable.html' title='Of music nerdery and insatiable wanderlust'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-7891578693706192507</id><published>2010-01-24T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T10:54:12.304-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Of hiding in bedrooms and camels</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went to a party at Georgie's. It involved being delivered free ice cream by a guy who isn't called Camel, and then barricading ourselves in Georgie's room in order to hide from her brother's rowdy drunken friends. We contemplated throwing Georgie's poster of Turisas at them, then decided against it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Back to school tomorrow. Ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Music today comes from PAIN. Is it bad that I find this video hysterically funny?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iwCe9cXGrp0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iwCe9cXGrp0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;PAIN - Zombie Slam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-7891578693706192507?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7891578693706192507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=7891578693706192507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/7891578693706192507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/7891578693706192507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/01/of-hiding-in-bedrooms-and-northern.html' title='Of hiding in bedrooms and camels'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-296891839601554538</id><published>2010-01-21T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T01:48:54.209-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><title type='text'>Of feelings of guilt and The Piano</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Feelings of guilt. Hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;I'll be honest. My life's pretty dandy right now. I've just come out of the best year of my life, and this one, so far, is looking good too. The trouble is, a lot of people who are very close to me are having a shit time of life. And I wish to God that I could help them. But I know that there's absolutely nothing I can do, save the occasional hug and trying to make sure they know that I'm there for them. However, the fact still remains that hugs can't change anything, however good they make you feel. I feel absolutely helpless... I can't even try and describe how bad it makes me feel, even though things in my own lifelooking up. are &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;I watched The Piano yesterday. Other than the sheer amount of unneccesary sex scenes(ONE WAS ENOUGH!) it was the one of the best films I've ever seen. And the soundtrack is absolutely gorgeous. ( Michael Nyman for the win!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-296891839601554538?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/296891839601554538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=296891839601554538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/296891839601554538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/296891839601554538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/01/of-feelings-of-guilt-and-piano.html' title='Of feelings of guilt and The Piano'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-8506037175342184063</id><published>2010-01-19T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T10:53:06.312-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Of ends of eras and new look obsessions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Second Critical Thinking exam was today. Thank God for that! Now I never have to think about that subject again! At least, not until the results come out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;I've recently gained a bit of an obsession with &lt;a href="http://www.newlook.co.uk/"&gt;New Look&lt;/a&gt;. I just love everything in there! Unfortunately I'm not very good with winter clothes. I either need to buy more jumpersWHICH NOWHERE SEEMS TO SELL EVER) or somehow stop myself from feeling the cold so  (easily!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;Music today is a Bon Jovi cover by Pekka Heino. He is seriously my favourite singer at the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wKK9Xhyh_vA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wKK9Xhyh_vA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-8506037175342184063?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8506037175342184063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=8506037175342184063&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/8506037175342184063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/8506037175342184063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/01/of-ends-of-eras-and-new-look-obsessions.html' title='Of ends of eras and new look obsessions'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-8613804773324225094</id><published>2010-01-16T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:21:45.158-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Of potential pub brawls and Shakespearean views</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;I have recently realised that my entire view of life is based on Romeo And Juliet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;I believe that love and hate always come in pairs. Like binary oppositions in media studies. One cannot exist without the other. If there is no hate, how can you know what love is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;However, I also firmly believe that love will triumph in the end. Although Romeo and Juliet take their own lives, they are together in death, and their families are brought together in grief. As long as someone is always holding on to that hope that love will triumph, then one day that hope will become a reality. If hope is lost, then what? Losing hope can have disasterous effects, both physically and mentally, and I've seen what it can do to a person. Although I'd really rather not go into that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, enough pensive-ness for the moment. The soundtrack to the Romeo and Juliet filmbought in town today. I went there with  brought it on, which I Emi and Georgie, where they planned the conception of their Californian bar. I don't think my interjections of "Finns!" at random intervals were particularly helpful, but hey, you can't have everything in life. My apparent ability to be a deep thinker is balanced with the fact that I have no idea when to shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's music is from the soundtrack. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ml68PodoJWw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ml68PodoJWw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-8613804773324225094?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8613804773324225094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=8613804773324225094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/8613804773324225094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/8613804773324225094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/01/of-potential-pub-brawls-and.html' title='Of potential pub brawls and Shakespearean views'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-2171203081567470694</id><published>2010-01-14T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:22:10.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Of university courses and jamming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;I looked at some university courses today. I'm probably going to study music. Perhaps a joint course in music and creative writing, that'd be amazing. You can also study a variety of bizzare subjects, including Viking studies, pig, and Ed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;We were studying Thomas Hardy in English and I actually really liked the poem! It kind of summed up what I think about life in a really poetic, metaphorical way. I believe it was called Under The Waterfall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;Watched Emi and Carmen (and Georgie as the music stand since she forgot her bass) practicing a kind of Avenged-Sevenfold-medley for their media studies project at lunch. I bloody love jam sessions, and although Avenged Sevenfold isn't really my kind of music, one of the songs was really nice, particularly with the addition of Carmen's violin. I settled for being the techie/groupie/comforter for Georgie, since she's the one who lovesdrummer recently passed away :(. the band and their &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;In the meantime, I rediscovered last.fm. Four of my top five bands are Finnish. And the other is Swedish. I think I gave up on English music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-2171203081567470694?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2171203081567470694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=2171203081567470694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/2171203081567470694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/2171203081567470694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/01/of-university-courses-and-jamming.html' title='Of university courses and jamming'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-2357123157253779748</id><published>2010-01-13T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:22:44.998-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Of snow, snow, and more snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;It's still snowing here in England. I was the only one of my family who went into school/work today. Typical. We found ourselves stuck in the common room with nothing but a hideously out-of-tune five string acoustic guitar (at least it was out of tune until Ed got hold of it), and my Finnish-English dictionary for company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;There were seven of us in media. SEVEN! And apparently my boots are not waterproof. I found this out the hard way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;I recently found my Sims disc again, so I've had much fun pissing around on there. I also ordered some new clothes and Brother Firetribe's album, Break Out. Unfortunately, due to the aformentioned snow, neither of these have been delivered. Nor has our new washing machine. Looks like tomorrow'll be another day of wearing the same jumper to school...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-2357123157253779748?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2357123157253779748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=2357123157253779748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/2357123157253779748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/2357123157253779748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/01/of-snow-snow-and-more-snow.html' title='Of snow, snow, and more snow'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-3776796374615402563</id><published>2010-01-11T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:23:27.312-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europe'/><title type='text'>Of A level exams and chocolatey missions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;I had my first A/S exam today. Critical Thinking. What a bloody nightmare. It's a silly subject, but by Tuesday it'll ALL BE OVER! And I am so glad I did some revision even though both of our teachers and the textbook told me not to bother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;On the plus side, I found some new ambitions in life:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;.Get a batchelor of arts degree in music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;.Assist Georgie and The Smithster with running their Californian bar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;.Introduce Finland to the concept of "Hole In The Wall."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;Today we went on an epic chocolately mission. Upon discovering a box of chocolates in her and Natalie's locker, Jess thought "Ooh, a secret santa present!" since they're still coming in. So we ate some, and then Hayley dropped the bombshell - what if they were for Natalie? So she texted Natalie, and it emerged that they weren't hers, but Steph had been &lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;keeping them in the locker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;We panicked, and went down to the local shop to buy Steph some replacement chocolate. We managed to find the exact ones that were missing. Hayley slipped over in the snow in the process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;We got back to school, where we refilled the box of chocolates. Hayley gave it to Steph, and said "We're really sorry, Jess though these were for her so we ate some, but we've replaced all of them!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;Steph goes "Oh don't worry, they were a present for Jess anyway!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-3776796374615402563?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3776796374615402563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=3776796374615402563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/3776796374615402563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/3776796374615402563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/01/of-level-exams-and-chocolatey-missions.html' title='Of A level exams and chocolatey missions'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-4022184564436899171</id><published>2010-01-09T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:24:11.064-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europe'/><title type='text'>Of grinding halts and Nordic laughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I bloody love snow. The result is that this is the fourth day of a five day weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;Saying that, if I can't get in on Monday, I will have to do my critical thinking exam in June. Which means even more lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;I will walk if I have to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(I don't know how realistic this is considering I live miles away from school).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;Apparently France and Spain have freezing weather too. I think the whole of Europe may have moved slightly closer to the Arctic circle. Or not.&amp;nbsp; This weather makes me feel so English. One of those insanely British ways of life is that when we get a bit of snow, everything comes to a grinding halt. And now we're also running out of grit. Fantastic. All the Nordic countries are probably LAUGHING THEIR ARSES OFF. That said, we were actually colder than Finland yesterday. That's some achievment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;Speaking of Finland, today I learned that the Finnish phrase "Mitä tämä paska on?" means "What is this crap?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;I think this information will be invaluable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;Music is Brother Firetribe. I like listening to this in the mornings, it puts me in a good mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dnKGh-vOeJg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dnKGh-vOeJg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-4022184564436899171?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4022184564436899171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=4022184564436899171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/4022184564436899171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/4022184564436899171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/01/bloody-love-snow.html' title='Of grinding halts and Nordic laughter'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-6410861156686009278</id><published>2010-01-06T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:24:41.725-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Of thinking critically</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;Ten Things I Would Rather Do Than Critical Thinking A/S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(In order of preference)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;1. Talk to my friends/boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;2. Listen to some form of Finnish metal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;3. Eat some soup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;4. Play on the Wii.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;5. Decorate a t-shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;6. Have a music test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;7. Be ill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;8. Spend three hours in a locked room with a LIVE BEAR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;9. Eat my own foot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;10. Travel billions of lightyears across the universe with nothing but a haggis to guide me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-6410861156686009278?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6410861156686009278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=6410861156686009278&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/6410861156686009278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/6410861156686009278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/01/of-thinking-critically.html' title='Of thinking critically'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-4778865069999768168</id><published>2010-01-02T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:25:08.906-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Of wii failings and curls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;My brother has been thrashing me at Formula 1 racing on the Wii. If I were actually controlling the cars, Heikki Kovalainen would never be the same again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;I've been attempting to curl my hair recently. I don't know if "successful" is the way I'd describe it, but it's definetely getting there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;Currently I'm watching &lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;Corpse Bride&lt;/span&gt;, which is pretty cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;George is back in the country at last, but with a hefty bill from texting me whilst in New Zealand... oops!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;It was the last EVER episode of Doctor Who with David Tennant as the lead role. I nearly cried my eyes out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm seeing family tomorrow, and getting remaining Christmas presents. In the meantime, I would like to express that I love Pekka Heino's voice. (Music Junkiness?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-4778865069999768168?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4778865069999768168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=4778865069999768168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/4778865069999768168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/4778865069999768168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/01/of-wii-failings-and-curls.html' title='Of wii failings and curls'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-2489017654424239148</id><published>2010-01-01T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T10:59:50.433-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Of new beginnings and faded memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This year I:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Was proud of five GCSE results (I took seven this year)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.B in maths&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.A's in English language, additional science and music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.A* in Japanese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tried four things for the first time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Playing the bass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Being vegetarian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Learning a new language (fairly unsuccesfully)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Media studies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Saw three bands live&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Kaiser Chiefs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Nightwish ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Blur&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kicked two bad habits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Biting my nails&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Being hideously disorganised&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Got asked out once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;-------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next year I will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Work more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Spend less&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Take nothing for granted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;First music post of 2010 goes to Leverage. Not many songs make me cry, but this nearly did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hlcuSCxHdZU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hlcuSCxHdZU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-2489017654424239148?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2489017654424239148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=2489017654424239148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/2489017654424239148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/2489017654424239148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2010/01/of-new-beginnings-and-faded-memories.html' title='Of new beginnings and faded memories'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-6265787867683427918</id><published>2009-12-20T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T01:52:47.889-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><title type='text'>Of hair dye disasters and raging against machines</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There was a campaign recently to try to get a song other than the winning X Factor single to number 1 in the UK charts this week. The song chosen to rival it was Killing In The Name by Rage Against The Machine. Now, there's campaigns like this every year, and I always download the song, just the once, though it never seems to come to anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fkuOAY-S6OY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fkuOAY-S6OY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Rage Against The Machine - Killing In The Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;For the record, I have nothing against Joe McElderry (the X Factor winner). I actually think he has a pretty good voice. It's just the whole principle of the programme. The contestants get this record deal, where they'll have like one or two hit singles and then be promptly forgotten. The exception here is Leona Lewis, and even she's mostly popular in the States. People have their dreams crushed on that programme, people are turned away simply because they don't have the right look or because they like the wrong sort of music. But there's one man who wins every time, and that is Mr Simon Cowell. Don't even get me started on him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So, I downloaded this song off iPrunes, then today checked back to see how it was doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lo and behold: NUMBER ONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;EPIC WIN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In other news, I dyed my hair reddish brown recently. Semi - permanent. Said it comes out in 24 washes. Well I've washed it once and it's nearly all gone already! Just the top of my head is red, the rest is my natural boring brown. Ah well, at least it doesn't look too retarded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-6265787867683427918?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6265787867683427918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=6265787867683427918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/6265787867683427918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/6265787867683427918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/12/of-hair-dye-disasters-and-raging.html' title='Of hair dye disasters and raging against machines'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-8837105099716136249</id><published>2009-12-18T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T01:53:10.402-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><title type='text'>Of midwinter magic and movie nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ironic that I woke up to Sacrament Of Wilderness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"Naked in midwinter magic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Lies an angel in the snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;A frozen figure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Crossed by the tracks of wolves"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-7Oj3tyyTxQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-7Oj3tyyTxQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Nightwish - Sacrament Of Wilderness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dad came in and told me it'd been snowing overnight, and he didn't know if we were going to be able to get into work and school. My first reaction was "Yay snow day!" Then I remembered that it was the last day of term, and I needed to give people their Christmas presents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then I looked out of the window. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dad hadn't been exaggerating, there was six inches at least! Of course the school ended up being closed, so no one got their presents. Instead I went out in the snow with Hayley and her sister, and we watched some Christmas films. Since then I've got home, wrapped some more presents, and watched Pirates Of The Carribean. Now I'm on Spirited Away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-8837105099716136249?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8837105099716136249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=8837105099716136249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/8837105099716136249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/8837105099716136249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/12/midwinter-magic.html' title='Of midwinter magic and movie nights'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-2242160104837592860</id><published>2009-12-12T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T12:42:23.393-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vodka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Of Christmas raving and farewells</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Last night was one of the most epic moments of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I had so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S4AMKAkuWiI/AAAAAAAAAOY/zc9FQ5ycKLM/s1600-h/Party.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S4AMKAkuWiI/AAAAAAAAAOY/zc9FQ5ycKLM/s320/Party.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was the day of Hayley's long awaited Christmas party. Becky brought crates of alchohol, but this time, I wasn't the only sober one. The uninvited guest never showed up. Several people told me they loved me. I got a chance to wear my awesome red shoes. We sung a &lt;strike&gt;very&lt;/strike&gt; drunken rendition of My Heart Will Go On. Jon Bovi described the song as "magical" and I nearly did a spit - take with my lemonade. And I got covered in cat hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/saalGKY7ifU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/saalGKY7ifU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Celine Dion - My Heart Will Go On &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was also the last time I could see George before he goes to New Zealand for three weeks over Christmas, so we did present swapping. He gave me some Malteasers and a bracelet which is pride of place next to my Camden one. And (though this is pretty much for Emi's benefit since she said she'd probably forget), I definitely did have my first kiss this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Overall it was one hell of a party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-2242160104837592860?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2242160104837592860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=2242160104837592860&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/2242160104837592860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/2242160104837592860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/12/of-christmas-raving-and-farewells.html' title='Of Christmas raving and farewells'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S4AMKAkuWiI/AAAAAAAAAOY/zc9FQ5ycKLM/s72-c/Party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-6620315173057485911</id><published>2009-12-08T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T01:53:54.192-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Of Christmas illness and yore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday, we had our school Christmas concert. We spent an entire day rehearsing for it, which was primarily spent being bored. One of the lines in one of our carols was hideously chromatic, and set to the words "In the scene of yore".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What, pray tell, is yore?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We didn't know, so we added it into every sentence we could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Having heard the yorechestra, the reyoreder consort and singing in the sixth fyorem choir, we went home only to return three hours later for the concert itself. It went fairly smoothly, but the descants we had to sing were &lt;strike&gt;way too high&lt;/strike&gt;. I am not a soprano. The last note was so high I actually thought I was going be sick. Not fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today was one of those days when you just feel awful for no apparent reason. I think it was a bit of a mixture of a sore throat and cold, tiredness, stress and the imminent departure of ones boyfriend to the other side of the world for almost a month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Bad times.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Not much else to report, although Hayley's having a Christmas party on Friday, which should be awesome fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-6620315173057485911?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6620315173057485911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=6620315173057485911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/6620315173057485911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/6620315173057485911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/12/ive-been-having-yoreful-time.html' title='Of Christmas illness and yore'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-904925310318992381</id><published>2009-12-05T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T01:54:22.778-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Of winter nights and memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, December.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Possibly one of my favourite months. I like July too. The year's nearly out already, and not only that but people are counting it as the end of the decade too. That's scary. Essentially it's my first full decade, since I missed out on 1991 and 1992.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This year's been great one, possibly one of the best in my life, &lt;strike&gt;even if it's had it's downers&lt;/strike&gt;. There are some moments I'll remember for the rest of my life, even if they were just little things that made me laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;--Frozen Moments In Time--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;14th February 2009 - I haven't had so many laughs in a looong time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;11th March 2009 - It was worth eating those chips to see Nightwish live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;8th May 2009 - STUDY LEAVE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;6th - 8th July 2009 - Leavers day, my birthday, Thorpe Park, what a combo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;29th August 2009 - When I got my GCSE results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;28th October 2009 - ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And from what I've heard, cheapskating isn't always a good thing. Particularly when the bus catches fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I hope everyone's ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm going to see 2012 with Emma and Hayley today. Fun times!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Not so long ago, I used to do a fair amount of art, even though I'm essentially crap at it. I don't have as much time to do so anymore, but I still love looking at it. Here's some awesome stuff I've found lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://light-from-emirates.deviantart.com/"&gt;Light From Emirates&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bananca.co.uk/"&gt;Bananca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nordicvisions.com/index.html"&gt;Nordic Visions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.philipstraub.com/Concepts.htm"&gt;Utherworlds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jacquesresch.com/"&gt;Jaques Resch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-904925310318992381?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/904925310318992381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=904925310318992381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/904925310318992381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/904925310318992381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/12/frozen-moments-in-time.html' title='Of winter nights and memories'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-2340054678047111508</id><published>2009-11-29T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T11:01:45.210-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Of uncertainty and Leverage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think I had my first kiss yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well... only if it counts if it lasted about half a second and then the other party RAN FOR THE HILLS (or in this case, the toilet.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hmm. Encouraging? It was fun times anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm bored. Not that this is any revelation. Did my first coursework essay today. English literature. The only bit of Shakespeare we do on the whole course. Done and dusted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Two years ago, that would've been good news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How things change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's thundering outside. The shitty British weather has reached us again. Though I don't mind thunderstorms. As long as I'm inside when they happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have to go back to the orthodontist on Tuesday. I thought I was through with that shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Apparently not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today's music is Leverge, who I discovered yesterday and got hooked on in less than half an hour. Must be some kind of record. The guy's voice hit me like a tonne of bricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1NdGntZzIp4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1NdGntZzIp4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Leverage - Mister Universe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-2340054678047111508?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2340054678047111508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=2340054678047111508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/2340054678047111508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/2340054678047111508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/11/only-i-could-be-this-uncertain-about.html' title='Of uncertainty and Leverage'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-7794182810649342012</id><published>2009-11-18T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T11:02:55.125-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Of irritating school and industrial metal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The people who run our school just don't get it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today we had these pointless tests that are supposed to determine our basic intelligence level. Total waste of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The teachers haven't been giving us much homework, which I thought was a good thing. How wrong was I? The result is that they've suddenly realised that they haven't taught usChristmas yet. So we get  all the stuff we need to know by bogged down in homework. This results in Emi and myself having to cancel band practice for the week due to drowning in music scores and such. Saying that, the piece we're studying (The Lamb - John Tavener) is GORGEOUS. Which is how I found myself on the way home on my own on the shitty public transport, blasting my ears out with Nightwish in an attempt to ignore the incredibly irritating people sitting next to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now, if it had been any other week, we wouldn't have had to cancel because we could do it in free tomorrow. But instead we have a stupid ACT day. Now I've hated the idea of these since the beginning, but I can see why they might want to give the younger years a taste of stuff outside the curriculum. Fair do's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;WHY does the sixth form have to do it too? We have some three hour long careers meeting (they've apparently forgotten that most of us plan on going to university first), and then two hours of self defence, which we already did a few ACT days back. Now, maybe it's just me, but I think that maybe being given time to do homework, courseworkSTUDYING FOR SOME IMMINENT A/S LEVELS IN JANUARY might be a  and better use of my time. And yet apparently the reason we're allowed to go for lunch at any sitting is so we can spend the rest of the time revising. So we're expected to revise in the one break we have all day, but when we actually have some time to do so outside of this, they take it away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today's music is PAIN again, in fact the URL of this blog is named after the song. I prefer this version to the non-remixed one, and I never say that about anything ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3VL9SZO-asA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3VL9SZO-asA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;PAIN - Clouds Of Ecstacy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-7794182810649342012?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7794182810649342012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=7794182810649342012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/7794182810649342012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/7794182810649342012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/11/regarding-school.html' title='Of irritating school and industrial metal'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-6412812356092940449</id><published>2009-11-17T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T01:55:37.308-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vodka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Of winter wonderlands and dirty jokes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I redid the layout on this thing, to make it look more wintery. I like winter, as I've said before. Especially Christmas. I like hot soup and long coats and going to fairs and penguin-huddling with George. Which might be problematic since he's on the other side of the world during the holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hayley's having a Christmas party, B.Y.O.F.B, so it'll be another night of passive drunkeness with Jerk and Dipshit. Good times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I heard the best dirty joke ever today:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A small child is staring at an old man who has a really small head. The boy says "why have you got such a small head?" The man said "One day, I was fishing and I accidentally caught a mermaid. She screamed 'Please release me, I'll grant you one wish!' so I said 'How about a little head?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-6412812356092940449?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6412812356092940449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=6412812356092940449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/6412812356092940449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/6412812356092940449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-layout.html' title='Of winter wonderlands and dirty jokes'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-2529658878588034495</id><published>2009-11-10T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:25:33.963-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Of hopes and dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was talking about this with George, so I decided to make a bucket list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Go scuba diving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love the sea and I've always wanted to try this, but I've never managed it. I go snorkeling on holiday but I'd love to be able to dive down and see all the fish and such. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;.Get a band started up&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kind of done this. Myself and Emi had a band practice today, and will hopefully be doing the same every week. We'll find the rest of the members eventually!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;.Go To Japan &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Done this. I went there about a year ago and it was incredible. I'd love to see my host sister again, and all the people there were just so much nicer that here. I'm almost definite that I'll always be living in England, but if the BNP came into power or something, Japan would be my second choice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Go to Lapland and see the Northern Lights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've had a bit of a thing with the Northern Lights ever since I read the Phillip Pullman book, uh, Northern Lights. Lapland (I've only seen pictures of Finnish Lapland but I'd like to see Swedish Lapland too) seems to be one of the most beautiful places on earth. And I'd like to see Father Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Meet Tuomas Holopainen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nightwish's keyboard player/main man. A bit of a personal hero of mine. I'd just like to see him long enough to say hi or something. I'm not a weird obsessive fangirl, but I do have a massive respect for the guy due to his massive composing skillage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Make sure that people know I'm there for them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sometimes I worry that people don't know this, and I hope some day I'll be able to make it clear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Read ALL of Shakespeare's plays &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I used to hate this kind of thing, but I love Shakespeare right now. So far I've read Romeo &amp;amp; Juliet, Macbeth, Twelfth Night and half of The Merchant Of Venice, all for English Lit. This could take a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Be able to at least make myself understood in a foreign language&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm not exactly a genius at languages so I don't know whether this will ever be achieved, but I'm in my sixth year of studying Japanese now. I'm also attempting to teach myself Finnish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;.Go to a music festival&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Done this. I went to Love Music Hate Racism back in '08, the second time I saw a Damon Albarn related project live. I wasn't really sure what was going on when I went but I left with a totally different view of politics! I'd like to go to Glastonbury or Download or something one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Hurl an onion bhaji at Nick Griffin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm pretty sure he's been egged before, but due to his racist views an onion bhaji would just be immense. Plus they're quite tasty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-2529658878588034495?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2529658878588034495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=2529658878588034495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/2529658878588034495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/2529658878588034495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/11/10-things-to-do-before-i-die.html' title='Of hopes and dreams'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-4593818073485448459</id><published>2009-11-04T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T11:04:00.235-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Of British weather and procrastination</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's freezing in England.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Reminds me of the UNIQLO advert that's on telly at the moment. It talks about the temperatures in different cities. Tokyo 5°. New York 3°. London... -1°! I applied for a job never got back to me. at the shop once, but they&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sometimes I get days when I really can't be bothered. I don't know if I'm just tired but I have a massive lack of motivation at the moment. I like most of my subjects but music'simportant to me. Sometimes it feels like it's the only one that's  the only one that's really... worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Media studies is an absolute disaster. Note taking and such is fine, but the minute I get within a three meter radius of any kind of technology, everything falls apart. Plus we're doing compostition in music at the moment, which is DEFINITELY my weakest area. I'll spend like ten minutes writing and recording like, four bars of melody, then Emi and I will show them to each other and hers is always unbelievably good... I have this hook up that composing comes naturally to some people and I'm not one of them. Well, we'll see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Me and George have been together for a week now. It's just a little amount of time, but it means a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And me and Emi are starting a band :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today's music is my favourite song at the moment, from Nightwish of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eqfWx6q4nMw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eqfWx6q4nMw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Nightwish - Ever Dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-4593818073485448459?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4593818073485448459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=4593818073485448459&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/4593818073485448459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/4593818073485448459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-bit-chilly-out.html' title='Of British weather and procrastination'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-6362653258397110822</id><published>2009-10-30T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T01:56:44.763-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Of the good and the bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The Good:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.I can't physically stop singing. If I saw a bear I'd be singing "oh look, a bear!" before wondering why there is a bear on the loose in the dullest corner of England and then running. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Russell Howard's Good News is AMAZING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.George asked me out on Wednesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The Bad:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.I have a headache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.I have too much work that I should be doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.I'm uninspired and slightly bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-6362653258397110822?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6362653258397110822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=6362653258397110822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/6362653258397110822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/6362653258397110822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-make-long-story-short.html' title='Of the good and the bad'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-4341920946529820119</id><published>2009-10-23T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T11:05:47.067-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Of gigging and Willy Wonka</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, myself and Emi somehow ended up playing (she was playing guitar &amp;amp; singing a little, and I was singing) in the art corridor on sixth form open evening. Why we got put in front of art I will never know, all the visitors were like "is this music?" and we had to go "No. This is art." But it was fun all the same and we gained three groupies (Steph, Georgie and Will.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyhow, the "setlist" (in no particular order):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Colours of the Wind - From Pocahontas (Me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Heaven (Candlelight mix) - DJ Sammy (Emi)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Walking In The Air - Howard Blake (Me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Knocking On Heaven's Door - Bob Dylan (Emi)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My Immortal - Evanescence (Both of us. Acoustic version, nearly all of which was made up on the spot!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Let It Be - The Beatles (Both of us)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Times Like These - Foo Fighters (First sung and played by Emi, I later attemted to sing along too but since I didn't know the words this was rather unsuccesful)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sleepwalker (A'cappella version) - Nightwish (Me, with hastily improvised ending after the second chorus due to the bridge type bit being too high and not really wanting to sing the slightly innuendo-y bit in front of the teachers who were walking past at the time.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Where Will The Birds Fly - Written by us and Aly, played by both of us minus the cello part&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Freefalling - Tom Petty and The Heartbreakers (Emi)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Emma's Song" - A song Emi wrote, I don't know what it's called... played and sung by her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Romanza - Some Spanish bloke (Emi)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wonderwall - Oasis (Both of us)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In other news, we had book character day today, Ed made an AMAZING Willy Wonka, and I met up with George which was great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Music today is the newest release from The Rasmus. I don't usually like The Rasmus, but I like this. Plus &lt;a href="http://anette-olzon.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nettan&lt;/a&gt; is in it which makes it instantly better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5PotJRV7eWI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5PotJRV7eWI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The Rasmus feat. Anette Olzon - October &amp;amp; April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-4341920946529820119?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4341920946529820119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=4341920946529820119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/4341920946529820119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/4341920946529820119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/10/gigging.html' title='Of gigging and Willy Wonka'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-1006031587226139573</id><published>2009-10-09T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T01:57:24.618-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Of Chinese food and TV shows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went for Chinese at Cosmo with Georgie, Izzy and Ed today. Ate way too much and dragged Ed round New Look, Topshop, Dorothy Perkins and Superdrug for like an hour and a half. We let him pour sugar into his coke in Cafe Nero though. Big mistake. It fizzed EVERYWHERE and he couldn't gulp it down fast enough, so it went all over the table and floor. Epic fail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Returned home to discover that they're filming 60 Minute Makeover down our road. Incidentally the TV vans have been there at least since I left the house at ten past eleven, and they're still there now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tomorrow I have a bass lesson and I'm meeting up with a friend called George... Emi knows what I'm talking about here, I'll elaborate if anything interesting happens...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-1006031587226139573?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1006031587226139573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=1006031587226139573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/1006031587226139573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/1006031587226139573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/10/cosmo.html' title='Of Chinese food and TV shows'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-3424909840941890923</id><published>2009-10-09T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T01:57:45.247-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Of being shepherds and amaranths</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We had open evening at school yesterday which was... succesful. I guided a family round, sort of rambled on at them at length about the music department (good to plug your own subject eh, and everyone does English and media) but we didn't have time to go up to Japanese, which would have resulted in more rambling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After that Emi and myself sort of turned into "guide shepherds" which basically involved wandering round the school and dragging the younger years kicking and screaming into showing more people round. Everyone's knackered by the end of this I can tell you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;By around eight we realised no-one else was coming, so we wandered into the music blockCarmen and watched her play the piano. First she played something she'd been learning, then a really  with happy, silly sounding piece that she called "Becky's Song"Nightwish's Amaranth. Being the Nightwish nut that I am, I already because it basically sounds like our friend Becky in music form. Then she did a piano version of  knew she could play it, but she does it amazingly well so I was in as much awe as Emi, who was like ♥_♥!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then our music teacher came into the practice room we were in and asked us to help tidy, so we did. We ended up tidying pretty quickly, so we made our ways over to the piano in that room. It is The Worst Piano In Existence, and more than one person (student and teacher) has had the idea of burning it and claiming the insurance. Nethertheless, there it stands. So, Carmen started playing Amaranth again, and I started singing along. Then the two teachers came in and really liked it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;By the time I leave, I WILL have inflicted this band on the entire music department. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GdZn7k5rZLQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GdZn7k5rZLQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Nightwish - Amaranth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today we have a day off, so I'm going for chinese with some friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-3424909840941890923?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3424909840941890923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=3424909840941890923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/3424909840941890923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/3424909840941890923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/10/open-evening.html' title='Of being shepherds and amaranths'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-7111383739300987530</id><published>2009-10-07T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:27:43.908-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Of rainy days and technology</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The umbrellas have been out all week... I have a half day tomorrow and an inset day on Friday, so that's looking good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hayley has swine flu, but said she's feeling a little better now, so I hope she gets well soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm still having a bit of an internal tug of war between my head and my heart, do I keep what I have or do I take a gamble? I don't know, I don't want to rush anything... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I got a new phone, and I'm having massive problems trying to get it to work! It doesn't help that my computer keeps disconnecting it of its own accord!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's music is more like poetry than anything else. It astounds me that this is so beautiful, and yet the rest of the band's stuff is like BRUTAL RAGING DEATH METAL D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zLmspcgrYrY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zLmspcgrYrY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My Dying Bride - For My Fallen Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-7111383739300987530?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7111383739300987530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=7111383739300987530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/7111383739300987530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/7111383739300987530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/10/keskivikko.html' title='Of rainy days and technology'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-5708358974038834311</id><published>2009-10-04T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T01:58:23.386-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><title type='text'>Of Alice and excitement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Some time ago I discovered that Tim Burton was going to direct a version of Alice In Wonderland. I've only seen the animated Disney version before, but I love the story, and I love other Tim Burton stuff, so I was pretty excited. I then forgot about it for ages and it just came back to me. So, I looked up the cast list on Wikipedia (the film comes out next year), and discovered this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(I'm not hot on actors or actresses, so I've just posted the main role and the actors who I actually know.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mia Wasikowska - Alice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Johnny Depp - The Mad Hatter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Helena Bonham Carter - The Red Queen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anne Hathaway - The White Queen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alan Rickman - Caterpillar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Stephen Fry - The Cheshire Cat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Matt Lucas - Tweedledum and Tweedledee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Christopher Lee - The Jabberwock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Barbara Windsor - The Dormouse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think I'm about to die of happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-5708358974038834311?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5708358974038834311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=5708358974038834311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/5708358974038834311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/5708358974038834311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/10/alice-in-wonderland.html' title='Of Alice and excitement'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-6421403796462484075</id><published>2009-09-27T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T01:58:45.980-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Of choices and rumours</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What do you do if you want something but are too scared to go after it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Even though you know you should live each day as if it's your last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What do you do when you've been told your thoughts aren't in vain,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And yet there's no word from the one person you want to hear it from?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What do you do when you love what you have,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But somehow you still want more?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Do you stay safe, or do you take a gamble and follow your heart?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-6421403796462484075?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6421403796462484075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=6421403796462484075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/6421403796462484075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/6421403796462484075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-do-you-do.html' title='Of choices and rumours'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-1240099356405523876</id><published>2009-09-26T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T01:59:04.818-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Of songs and friendships</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Do you have a song?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A song that you had no part in writing but that somehow speaks to you? I was talking to my friend Georgie about this, and we came up with two different reasons why a song might speak to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Georgie's song is I'm Not Okay by My Chemical Romance. This is because she heard the song, and it gave her the incentive to change everything about her life to something she could like about herself. She feels that she owes a lot to the song, so that's why it's "her" song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4pwipeLHGiQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4pwipeLHGiQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My song is Escapist by Nightwish, but not because it's changed me in any way. What Escapist does is takes what my life is already like and puts it into music. I'm a bit of a dreamer, and I don't like being stuck in the never ending loop of things. So that's "my" song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N1md4FCowVg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N1md4FCowVg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-1240099356405523876?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1240099356405523876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=1240099356405523876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/1240099356405523876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/1240099356405523876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/09/do-you-have-song.html' title='Of songs and friendships'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-97966160442844391</id><published>2009-09-26T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T11:09:26.121-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Of winter chills and longing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think it's fair to say that summer's on it's way out. Or at least it is here in Kent. Yeah the skies are blue and clear, but it's absolutely freezing. I like summer, but I think I like winter more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What I don't like is autumn and spring. The in between stages. I prefer the two extremes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I miss the weirdest things about winter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I miss the cold air whipping around my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I miss the smell of the rain and the artifical shine of the streetlamps when it's dark at half past four.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I miss that one frail bit of hope that we might actually have a white Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I miss the Doctor Who specials!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I miss the unbelievably long chat I have with Emi on Christmas day, and the marginally shorter one I have with Hayley,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I miss that one glorious week of doing fuck-all at school, and watching the upper sixth make a fool of the teachers on the last day. They said they might ban it, but if not, that's me in 2010!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I miss the weird things you find in Christmas Bazaars like a table full of sushi. And spending stupid amounts of money on raffle tickets knowing that I have no hope in hell of winning anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I miss wandering around town in the freezing cold, and only being able to afford one hot chocolate between us, resulting in us drinking it with three staws.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I miss the feel of the fire when the central heating just doesn't make the grade, so to speak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I miss the coca-cola adverts and the things you always find on TV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I miss it when the teachers at school let certain secrets about certain Christmas traditions slip and we all pretend to be shocked and upset when actually we've known for ages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I miss how in primary school we used to pack things up into shoeboxes and send them as Christmas presents to children in less economically developed countries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I miss the meal we have with Hayley's family where we play drunken board games and my brother gets pissed off because everyone picks on him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I miss the unbelievably tacky light-up santas people have popping in and out of their chimneys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And I miss all the Christmas raves I have with my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's music reminds me of winter. Plus Nightwish are awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ltu1j8MmkT8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ltu1j8MmkT8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Nightwish - Walking in the Air live at Hartwall Areena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-97966160442844391?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/97966160442844391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=97966160442844391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/97966160442844391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/97966160442844391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/09/winter.html' title='Of winter chills and longing'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-8367056010161934519</id><published>2009-09-20T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:30:08.524-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vodka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Of drunkeness and suprises</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have a bit of a cold, headache and a funny taste in my mouth. Worst, I have a sore throat. Two of the things I love doing the most are talking and singing, so you can imaginesore throats make me a little depressed. that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went to Hayley's mum's birthday party last night, along with Hayley and Emi (who by the end of the night had been re-christened Jerk and Dipshit.) Everyone got REALLYthe one who doesn't drink. I got offered loads, but I kept on saying no. The  drunk... except me, only good personality trait I have is that I don't give in to peer pressure. I wasn't about to give it up! Anyway, it was the most fun I've had in ages despite feeling ill, so many thanks to Hayley's family for organising it. And Emi, please don't eat the ceiling, I can imagine it tastes like crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S4AGtSSR4gI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/TB7WR7wTKxA/s1600-h/edut.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S4AGtSSR4gI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/TB7WR7wTKxA/s640/edut.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Drunk &amp;amp; Lovely)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last night was also the last gig of the Nightwish tour, and needless to say, there is video evidence of how incredible it was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Their most recent album, Dark Passion Play, has two tracks on it called Amaranth and For The Heart I Once Had. Apparently these were supposed to be bonus tracks, but ended up on the album, one because a later B-Side Escapist wasn't finished in time. The other song was meant to be a kind of Nightwish-esque take on Michael Nyman's The Heart Asks Pleasure First, which, being a cover of sorts, they had to get permission to release. Which they didn't. Anyhow, this is the original.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0dPS-EHl-FE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0dPS-EHl-FE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Michael Nyman - The Heart Asks Pleasure First&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I absolutely LOVE this piece of music, and, despite being a massive Nightwish fan, kind of assumed that their version wouldn't be all that great, just because... well... Nightwish don't really do simplicity. Anyway, they don't have permission to release the thing, but they're still allowed to play the recording at shows, which they did for the outro last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OH. MY. GOD. It's incredible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah it's not all that true to the original, but still! I'd been expecting that it would be bad, and then I got the most pleasant surprise ever! So the moral of the story is, if you expect the worst, everything good will always feel even better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hAaajiFpGgQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hAaajiFpGgQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Nightwish - The Heart Asks Pleasure First&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You can't hear it all that well, but you get the general idea. Minä rakastan sinua!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lyrics go something like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"Silent nights surrounding me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;On the shore of wistful sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My kindest heart made me believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The promise I wish it to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We´ll bear the wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Years for your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Little hideaways for a lonely heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Cast away into the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The good in me, the child within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The cruelest heart made me forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;In moments I wish it to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hold inside my last fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;You will conquer death by dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Slave to the toil, this mortal coil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Risked by the siren that voyage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We'll bear the wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Years for your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;An end for winter morn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Calling us, the sirens of the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Frozen moments in time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Little hideaways, the meadow of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Little hideaways for a lonely heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We'll bear the wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Years for your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Little hideaways for a lonely heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Silent nights surrounding me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;On the shore of wistful sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My kindest heart made me believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The promise I wish it to be"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-8367056010161934519?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8367056010161934519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=8367056010161934519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/8367056010161934519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/8367056010161934519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-had-three-revelations-in-two-days.html' title='Of drunkeness and suprises'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P6lBCbXBf0o/S4AGtSSR4gI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/TB7WR7wTKxA/s72-c/edut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-2986203898256241218</id><published>2009-09-09T23:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:00:38.680-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Of epic battles and devastation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Our tale begins on the eve of the eighth of September, 2009, in a girls grammar school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The teachers have noticed something fishy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Something appears to be wrong with the toilets!" cried one. "They won't flush!" Baffled slowly and methodically went through a copy of the yellow pages in order to find some plumbers.  by this revelation, the head teacher. Eventually, they arrived, clad in... errr... what plumbers usually wear. They shut themselves in the room where they believed the problem to be, while the head teacher peered frantically through a small window in the door. After several hours of painstaking work, the chief plumber emerged. "You might want to sit down." he explained to the head. "It isn't good news..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At exactly 9:45 the following morning, the head's army of teachers were forced to grimly make their way up to their form rooms and deliver the news to the eagerly waiting students. One in particular wanted to put off the news for as long as possible. She walked into her form room - a hi-tech area (the computer room), which was filled with sixth formers. She handed out the letters, which had been "lovingly" prepared by the head, face down. "Now." she said, solemnly, when everybody had recieved one, "Turn them over and try not to scream."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The letters read that due to an unforseen collapsing main water pipe, there were not enough facilities to accomodate the students, and thus, they would have to be sent home. The students, needless to say, were absolutely devastated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, the line of students wound up from the school toward the high street, tramping their way up to Starbucks, and, inevitably, to home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Meanwhile, the headteacher had decided that enough was enough. She called her secret base and requested an epic crack team of plumbers to come to the school and rectify the problem. After around five minutes, the plumbers burst into the room containing the rogue pipe, and began to work...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After a painstaking night of trying to contol the water supply, the (very wet) plumbers left the room, looking tired and glum. The headteacher frantically asked their commander "what is it?! WHAT'S WRONG??!!" The plumber said "I'm sorry. We did everything we could."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was by this time early morning, and the head teacher was forced to make an announcement over the school website. It read:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: x-small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I write to advise you that unfortunately we have not been able to reinstate the water supply. As a result the school will be closed on Thursday 10 September.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The updated position regarding closure will be posted on the website and you are advised to check this regularly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: x-small;"&gt; I should like to take this opportunity to thank you all for your help and support during the closure."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;To make a long story short: I have a day off today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-2986203898256241218?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2986203898256241218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=2986203898256241218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/2986203898256241218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/2986203898256241218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/09/epic-tale-of-battles-lost-and-won.html' title='Of epic battles and devastation'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-8142822396683144245</id><published>2009-09-08T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:01:03.309-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Of a return to the school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Music - Same old, only harder :) we have set pieces to learn and some of them are AWESOME (though we're apparently supposed to be able to play these within an hour... oh dearie me... )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;English - WE ARE STUDYING MACBETH. Again, but I actually like Shakespeare now whereas in Year Eight I LOATHED it :D Not sure what else we're doing as of yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Japanese - NEED. TO. LEARN. THOSE. KANJI. MUST. GET. OFF. INTERNET. It's cool though, it's nice being in a class of seven people, just have to try not to get distracted this year. Back to the year 7 reigime!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Media - Possibly the most awesome subject ever! Yeah it's confusing in some ways, but our homework is basically to use the internet and watch telly and films... so far anyway, I know it's going to get waaaay more hectic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In short - I love being in the sixth form.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-8142822396683144245?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8142822396683144245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=8142822396683144245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/8142822396683144245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/8142822396683144245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-at-school.html' title='Of a return to the school'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-7932855188655671103</id><published>2009-09-06T13:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:01:23.029-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Of winter cravings and carniverous deer</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went for a picnic for Carmen's very belated birthday party. It was fun, we listened to panpipes being played, got gatecrashed by some randomers who were in the park, and Carmen got attacked by a deer. The deer then called all it's friends and we were soon surrounded. Dan managed to scare them all off by running at them and yelling something that sounded like "FLOBALOBALOB!" but not before Amanda had managed to adopt one and insisted that Jodie was the father. So all in all, a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this sudden craving for it to be winter again, even though I know it won't snow. I miss freezing days loitering in town and wet autumn wind and it getting dark early so you can see all the streetlights, and above all I miss Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-7932855188655671103?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7932855188655671103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=7932855188655671103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/7932855188655671103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/7932855188655671103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/09/school-officially-starts-tomorrow.html' title='Of winter cravings and carniverous deer'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-1088730945429880289</id><published>2009-09-04T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:02:39.505-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Of close encounters and Somerfields pasta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went to my sixth form enrollment day today. This involved close encounters of the third kind Jon Bovi, being thankful that my ID card picture is so dark you can't see my face, and being annoyed that I had to sign up for Japanese without actually consulting the teacher first, due to her being in a meeting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After that went swimming with Hayley (and ate some more of that AMAZING pasta from Somerfields, it's cheese and tomato but it tastes like pickled onion monster munch!). Then we went back home and had a look at her audition piece for a drama club she's in. She has to sing  Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again from Phantom Of The Opera, and I'm helping her since I did it for my GCSE music performance. Well, that and an acoustic version of Let It Be by the Beatles with Emi. Only dropped one mark :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-1088730945429880289?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1088730945429880289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=1088730945429880289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/1088730945429880289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/1088730945429880289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/09/sixth-form-enrollment.html' title='Of close encounters and Somerfields pasta'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-4672084437993323407</id><published>2009-08-30T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:02:57.581-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Of rowing boats and epic failures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You may recall that some time ago I mentioned that myself, Hayley and Emi had attempted to row a boat at a park in our area. We were particularly bad at rowing said boat, and after being towed out from a bush we were forced to trade for a pedalo. Well, there is now a lot more to this story...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Aly had her sixteenth birthday in the park and the three of us went. We dragged Aly into a rowing boat with us. Now, Aly actually has some idea of how to row a boat, but being as you needed two people to do so, we just went round and round in circles. At this point, some of Aly's guy mates jumped into pedalos and tried to ram us. With them towing us around via some ropes on the boats, playing tug of war with our boat, us yelling at them to leave the ducks alone and Aly leaning across the boat to kiss her then-boyfriend, we nearly capsized. We then had to be towed in again once our alloted time was up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Turns out that while I was away, Emi and Hayley went back to the place, and, having got stuck again, asked the guy to try and teach them to row. He stormed off when Emi asked which way was right, and they got stuck on the bank again. The guy refused to help them, so Emi climbed out onto the bank and pushed it free. However, Hayley was then left rowing round and round in circles while Emi stood on the bank in complete hysterics! I wish to God I'd been there! We plan to go back again... they're going to know our names soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-4672084437993323407?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4672084437993323407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=4672084437993323407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/4672084437993323407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/4672084437993323407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/08/riveting-tale-of-boat.html' title='Of rowing boats and epic failures'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-1730924504230832228</id><published>2009-08-30T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:03:13.967-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Of nicknames and racing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;While on holiday, my brother and I decided to make up nicknames for various formula 1 racing drivers. Here were some of my favourites:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kovalainen - The Accent That Got Away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Trulli - Madly Deeply&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fisichella - Fish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rosberg - Porco Rosso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Webber - Andrew Lloyd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Glock - *ughn* Glockenspeil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Heidfeld - Parky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kubica - Rob Le Cube&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nakajima - Naka-chan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Badoer - Badger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Vettel - Kettle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Grosjean - Big John&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-1730924504230832228?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1730924504230832228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=1730924504230832228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/1730924504230832228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/1730924504230832228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/08/formula-1-nicknames.html' title='Of nicknames and racing'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-9088537744763032412</id><published>2009-08-29T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:03:33.142-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Of dramatic returns and GCSE results</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Back from Spain, and have all my GCSE results!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Japanese - A*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Music - A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Core Science - A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Additional Science - A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;RE - A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;English Language - A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;English Literature - B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;French - B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Maths - B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Art - C&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-9088537744763032412?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/9088537744763032412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=9088537744763032412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/9088537744763032412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/9088537744763032412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/08/sofis-dramatic-return.html' title='Of dramatic returns and GCSE results'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-757915166493851525</id><published>2009-08-14T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:03:53.978-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Of holidays and closing forums</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm on holiday from tomorrow until the 29th August. So I won't be on here. So here's a few messages for the three people who might read this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Emi: I hope your last few days in the Burgh of Edin treated you nicely. Have a lovely summer and I'll be ringing round the second I get back to discuss exam results. Sorry I can't text you in the... pain of S?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Holly and Mia: When I get back, the forum changeover will have already have taken place, so I'll see you there. PLEASE keep your original usernames or I'll never find you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So yes, I'm off to Costa Blanca (or thereabouts) and when I come back I will have my GCSE results. See you all on the other side!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In the meantime, here's a couple of things to watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ogwVrecpMM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ogwVrecpMM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Florence &amp;amp; The Machine - Blinding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AtixL0dD28g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AtixL0dD28g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anette Olzon - Kuolema Tekee Taitelijian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-757915166493851525?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/757915166493851525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=757915166493851525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/757915166493851525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/757915166493851525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/08/note-to-anyone-who-actually-reads-this.html' title='Of holidays and closing forums'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-6960510826223444412</id><published>2009-08-03T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:04:19.609-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Of those born in July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Found on the facial book. This is the list of the ones that actually make some sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July&lt;br /&gt;.Honest (Usually)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Concern about people´s feelings (I worry more about others than myself)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Not revengeful (I try to keep any bad thoughts I have about people inside)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Forgiving but never forgets (This is probably true)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Treats others equally (Well, I support equality)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Always broods about the past and the old friends (Now I think about it, this is true)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Not aggressive unless provoked (Basically never, except when my brother tried to snap my copy of Oceanborn!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Overly concerned (Possibly)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-6960510826223444412?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6960510826223444412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=6960510826223444412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/6960510826223444412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/6960510826223444412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-my-birth-month-apparently-says.html' title='Of those born in July'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-4356708477578683311</id><published>2009-08-02T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T11:12:18.934-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eccentric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Of eccentricity and film music</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Right now I'm watching a documentary about a man called Philippe Petit. He's a French man who used to tightrope-walk across tall buildings, in particular the Twin Towers before they were destroyed in the terrorist attacks in 2001. I often admire people who are a little eccentric, and there was one thing that the guy said that I really appreciated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was something along the lines of:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Yes, it's illegal, but it's not doing any harm to anyone."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now, I'm not promoting breaking the law obviously, but everyone is so uptight these days that sometimes they seem to forget about art and expression.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today's music is Michael Nyman. He could kill two stones with one bird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4_yC-Bc5aC0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4_yC-Bc5aC0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;Michael Nyman - Time Lapse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-4356708477578683311?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4356708477578683311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=4356708477578683311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/4356708477578683311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/4356708477578683311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/08/man-on-wire.html' title='Of eccentricity and film music'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-6391140152081938010</id><published>2009-08-01T08:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:04:52.545-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Of Florence and machines</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The most recent addition to my CD collection is a band called Florence And The Machine. I really liked them when I saw them on TV during festival-whorage-season, and I got their album for my birthday! Unfortunately, all the tickets to see them live have so far been sold out. Anyway, this is my favourite off the album - Blinding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Da6bBKLPEGg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Da6bBKLPEGg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;Florence And The Machine - Blinding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-6391140152081938010?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6391140152081938010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=6391140152081938010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/6391140152081938010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/6391140152081938010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/08/newest-addition-to-my-cd-collection.html' title='Of Florence and machines'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-4444841924672442343</id><published>2009-07-17T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:31:15.068-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Of being starstruck and messing about in boats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I saw Mr Gok Wan in the middle of a shopping centre today. Gok Wan is a stylist who does some fashion-based programmes on TV, one which is about cheap fashion fixesHow To Look Good Naked, is basically about getting rid of feminine ideals and making people happy with their own body, by showing them how beautiful they really are. Kind of. Anyway, I kind of  (which I usually watch when it's on, Gok's Fashion Fix) and the other, admire the guy for not being one of those stylists who takes one look at a person and tells them to get a boob job, and how he respects people, so when I saw him, I was like "OH MY GOOOOODDDDD!" He was actually filming the catwalk scene for the latter of the aformentioned shows, in the middle of the shopping centre! I was probably too near the edge of the crowd to end up on TV though. Which is probably a good thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I saw Ice Age 3 and the new Harry Potter film with some friends this week, which were both good. I also went to a park on Monday, where we attempted to row a boat. (Typically, the first thing I noticed was that the oars were made in Finland.) We did so badly that the guy we hired it from towed us in and made us swap it for a pedalo. It was hilarious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-4444841924672442343?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4444841924672442343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=4444841924672442343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/4444841924672442343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/4444841924672442343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-little-starstruck.html' title='Of being starstruck and messing about in boats'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-826042479709788685</id><published>2009-07-14T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:05:31.589-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corruption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Of corruption and science fiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today I finally got round to watching the five hours of Torchwood that was on telly recently on BBC iPlayer. I'd never actually watched Torchwood before, but this looked interesting. I watched it, there were some moments when I wanted to cheer, some when I wanted to laugh, and some when I wanted to cry. In fact when Ianto died I was half crying, half screaming "KISS HIM!" at Captain Jack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Either way, it got me thinking. I know that it's science-fiction and we've never actually had an alien invasion, but it was the workings of the fictional government that struck me. There are so many governments out there. Ours has made a royal fuck of things as I've said many times before, and there's some out there which are really... corrupt. I think the government in Torchwood isn't that far from the truth of some in this world. If it wasn't for the heroes of the story, they would have just sacrificed 10% of the children in the world. Now I know that, the only other option being war, if this was the case it would be the only option. However, the government should have:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Selected random children rather than saving the intelligent ones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Not exempted their own children from the process, as that's not fair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Oh, and TOLD THE PUBLIC WHAT THEY WERE DOING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What kind of a world do we live in, really? We hear all this shit on the news every day! And yet it never changes. Yeah you get some people who try to make a difference, but they can't do it alone. I guess some people just don't want to get involved. But maybe it's not that hard. Maybe if everyone was just nice to each other, respected each other and didn't take things for granted, we COULD change the world. See. No physical effort required.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The other thing that made me think was how, even though everyone had given up, the world was in turmoil, just the notion that something could be done, resulted in the children being saved. Captain Jack lost loved ones I know, his lover and his own grandson, but he KEPT GOING. What drove him on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Maybe it was hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It reminded me of the "composers note" written in the CD inlay of Nightwish's Century Child album, where Tuomas Holopainen said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Losing faith and love is bearable, losing hope is the end of everything."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At some other point, he also said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Hope is the one thing you should always cling to, no matter how f*cked up things are."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Losing faith and love is bearable, losing hope is the end of everything. Hope is the one thing you should always cling to, no matter how f*cked up things are."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't take my life for granted, I know how lucky I am. But when I see all this shit on the news, when I think about my friends who aren't as fortunate as me, I wonder what the point of this stupid world is, and wonder why we put up with it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then I remember this quote. And it all makes sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And now I carry it with me always. On a scrap of paper in my purse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-826042479709788685?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/826042479709788685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=826042479709788685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/826042479709788685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/826042479709788685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/07/torchwood.html' title='Of corruption and science fiction'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-6171492490130554232</id><published>2009-07-08T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:32:28.408-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Of growing older and Finn action</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The last three days of my life have been amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, the last two. Monday could've been, if it weren't for some rather irritating intervention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Monday was Leaver's Day. My school year has left compulsary education now, so some people are going to other schools, some might be going to work, etc. Most of my friends and I are staying at the school we're at now, but one of my best friends, Aly, is leaving to go to college and do a BTEC in fine art. She's one of the most stunning artists I've ever seen... you can see some of her work &lt;a href="http://www.whitebeans.deviantart.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if you're interested. So, we all thought it was going to be a really emotional day. Apparently not. Basically because the teachers spent the day burying us in summer work. Then it rained so we only got like an hour to muck around outside. And then the teachers threw us out of our own school. So we had no time for it to sink in. Plus, we were seeing Aly the next day anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tuesday was my sixteenth birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Again, chucking it down, but anyway, Aly, Emi, Becky, Carmen, Hayley and myself all went for a picnic. It was a complete rave! Among other things, we had a discussion about "how far we'd got" if you know what I mean. This is kind of private so I won't tell you what they said, but I can tell you that, since I've never had a boyfriend, by the end of the discussion I felt like a social recluse. We also returned a shopping trolley to it's rightful owners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I also ended up being the proud owner of the following:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A new bag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A box of soap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rihanna's head on a stick (don't even ask)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A DVD of Gorillaz live&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A book on how to write crime novels (or kill someone, as Becky put it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A box of Lindor chocolates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A scarf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Florence And The Machine's debut album (Lungs)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A charm for a bracelet and an anklet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A programme to create and edit music on (FINALLY!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A grand total of £115.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today, Hayley, her friend Ellen, Emi, Aly and I went to Thorpe Park. Again in the rain. We discovered the following things:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We can all still get away with child fares, despite the fact that only Aly is legally allowed to get them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There are no queues early in the morning, so THAT is when to get on all the big rides.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But always make sure you go on Tidal Wave last. Or not at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One letter can change the whole meaning of a sentence. One of the rides is called The Flying Fish, which as you probably could guess, had a fish theme. For this reason, the motto of the ride was "get some fin action." Only, of course, I went and read it as "get some Finn action." Oh dear...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When stuck in a queue, the best entertainment is watching two ladybirds bumming each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, and my school has Swine Flu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-6171492490130554232?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6171492490130554232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=6171492490130554232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/6171492490130554232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/6171492490130554232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/07/last-three-days.html' title='Of growing older and Finn action'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-1750878972301804831</id><published>2009-07-03T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:06:09.661-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Of parklife and haircuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sorry for the lack of posts of late (not that anyone reads this anyway) but I've been preeeetty busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, the last week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Monday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;New hair. It's a lot shorter than it was... I'm hopefully putting black lowlights in it sometime soon. Also went shopping and bought some summery clothes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I've actually completely forgotten... can't be that important then I guess!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went up to Camden avec Emi and Aly. Spent an amazingly small amount of money since it was too hot to stay there for too long. I did spend like a tenner on bottles of orange juicesunglasses. Emi nearly got her eyes poked out with a pizza box, we nearly  though. And I bought some suffocated on the tube and we got attacked by a werewolf (NO JOKE) but it was a good day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I went to see Blur live at Hyde Park! It was one of their first gigs in about six years,come off hiatus, and they were amazing! They played  they've only just all the classics and some of the lesser known songs too. We all went completely bonkers when songs like Song 2 and Parklife came on! And to top it all off, I actually remembered the camera, so there are actually some relatively decent quality videos from it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JK4b_VKPQlA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JK4b_VKPQlA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So yeah, it's been a great week! Even the weather cheered up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-1750878972301804831?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/1750878972301804831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=1750878972301804831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/1750878972301804831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/1750878972301804831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-raving.html' title='Of parklife and haircuts'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-8795297197858250054</id><published>2009-06-28T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:06:34.124-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Of festival seasons past and present</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love festival season. I've been watching Glastonbury all this weekend (Blur are on soon ♥). So here are some of my favourite gig videos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Florence And The Machine - Rabbit Heart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This isn't from Glastonbury since those aren't on YouTube yet but I saw them therereally liked them! This is live though.  and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JFCUxtCjtsI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JFCUxtCjtsI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nightwish - Ghost Love Score - RMJ Party Camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Favourite band of all time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/03eebSDcXqI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/03eebSDcXqI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The Prodigy - Omen - Isle Of Wight 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My dance-junkie brother showed me this and I thought it was quite cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bu_umUiqkwI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bu_umUiqkwI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;System Of A Down - Psycho - Big Day Out 2002&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah I know this isn't recent but it's a great video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0DPRpl8kx9c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0DPRpl8kx9c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-8795297197858250054?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8795297197858250054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=8795297197858250054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/8795297197858250054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/8795297197858250054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/06/festival-whorage.html' title='Of festival seasons past and present'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-2935243251869373515</id><published>2009-06-26T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:06:56.777-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Of sudden news and growing up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I finished work experience today, so summer has now officially started. I learnt about teaching and music. And that I shouldn't become stupidly attatched to people in the space of five days. My supervisors were both really friendly and I didn't want to leave... but I've been very tired so I guess it was time. It's weird being at work instead of school... I've always had a fear of leaving full time education and experiencing the "real world" and I'm still in school for another two years and then I'm going to uni, if all goes to plan... so I was expecting to hate it, but I didn't! Maybe I'm growing up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Also, a man who has been in and out of the media throughout my entire life and longer passed away either late last night or early this morning. Rest in peace Mr Michael Jackson. I'm kind of in shock because you always hear so much about him. I won't explain who he is because I doubt there's anyone out there who doesn't know. His music has never been something I've really listened to apart from the occasional song, but he was an absolute legend and changed the face of music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So yeah. Here's Scream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HIoCkk7JY58&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HIoCkk7JY58&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Michael Jackson &amp;amp; Janet Jackson - Scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-2935243251869373515?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2935243251869373515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=2935243251869373515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/2935243251869373515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/2935243251869373515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-world-is-changing.html' title='Of sudden news and growing up'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-5539060307876454033</id><published>2009-06-22T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:07:11.722-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Of Gamelan and new experiences</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today I had my first day of a week of work experience. I'm kind of loitering in the music department of a relatively nearby comprehensive school for the week. The only thing I knew about it was that my employer for the week was friends with the music reacher at my school... turns out she's a former pupil so we could kind of relate straight away. The pair of them have apparently been discussing my vocal chords over the phone, ooerrr... everyone's really nice and it's a lot of fun despite sitting through three hours straight of the Gamelan project, which I remember from when I was in Year 7 :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm desperate to know how everyone else got on, but my phone is temporarily out of action. I know from the facial book that Aly had to clean 86 litter trays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-5539060307876454033?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5539060307876454033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=5539060307876454033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/5539060307876454033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/5539060307876454033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/06/work-experience.html' title='Of Gamelan and new experiences'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-5572119221043368461</id><published>2009-06-21T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:07:56.928-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vodka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Of vodka and vocals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday evening I went to the karaoke bar with my family, my friend Hayley and her extended family for her 16th birthday. I sang a couple of songs, I have videos but YouTube hates me. I don't drink, but everyone else (save my Dad, my brother and Hayley's 7 year old sister) did. Well, I say Hayley's other sister drank, but it was just taking sips of other peoples when they weren't looking. Everyone else downed like six vodkas each or something. So yeah it was a fun night. Now I'm really tired and I've run out of make up remover so I kind of resemble a panda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-5572119221043368461?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5572119221043368461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=5572119221043368461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/5572119221043368461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/5572119221043368461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/06/karaokeeeee.html' title='Of vodka and vocals'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-917301795943161339</id><published>2009-06-20T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:08:18.740-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><title type='text'>Of motivation and inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It is a truth universally acknowledged that lying only brings about hurt and pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I'm not going to pretend that I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Or at least, I'm not in love with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You're just another person, another cloud in the sky over London...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;... but something in the worlds you create paint a portrait of my soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bearing in mind that you have no idea what goes on in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;May you never know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You bring about a change in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The bright smoke of your eyes makes me feel like I'm drowning in pure liquid oxygen, yet having no desire to escape this fate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The harmonies emitted from your slender fingertips make me want to scream my heart out, cry my eyes out, and grin like a psychopath all at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Every time you speak, some strange chemical is injected into my bloodstream that makes my heart ache for you. Even if you talk of something completely trivial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can imagine you hear crap like this all the time, but you are the only reason I get up in the morning ready for the bliss the day will bring, and the only reason I've ever cried myself to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You've taken long strands of my DNA and arranged them into the words and stanzas that light up my soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You provide me with an escape route, a beautiful sanctuary without violence or pain that I can use to find my release.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I visit it so often its concrete path has become worn with my footsteps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I long for you to find what makes you happy and completes you, but at the same time am afraid that it will change you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's selfish, but it's true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When I was on the verge of giving up my hopes and dreams and sacrificing myself to reality, you came into my mind, twisting your fingers through your dark tangle of hair and politely requested that I stop being such a dumbass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've never thought of giving up again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Your very expression makes me feel like an over-excited three year old, an angsty teenager and an adult who's seen it all and more, all in the same instant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You motivate my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You inspire my words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You give me the hope I can always cling to, no matter what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And yet all I can possibly do in return is say two words which in this context mean the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thank You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-917301795943161339?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/917301795943161339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=917301795943161339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/917301795943161339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/917301795943161339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/06/stream-of-conciousness-and-breathe-no.html' title='Of motivation and inspiration'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-2864835517996785709</id><published>2009-06-18T09:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:08:44.900-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Of epic journeys and orchestral masterpieces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday, Hayley, Becky, some of Hayley's friends (Issi and Ellen) and I went out for the day to Hastings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The day started with the train getting cancelled. Since we had to make one train change and people were getting on said train at four different stops, you can imagine that this caused no end of trouble. Hayley and I had to wait for half an hour at our local station, frantically trying to call people to let them know not to get on the train orignally planned. Then we wait ANOTHER half an hour with Becky for a train to Hastings that passes through the stop where Issi was getting on. THEN it emerged that Ellen had got on the train we were supposed to get in the first place so she had to get off at Issi's stop and wait for like an hour for Hayley, Becky and I to get there! On the train, we killed time by sorting Becky's massive collection of train tickets into alphabetical order, and watching the guy who was standing outside scratching his crotch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Eventually we got there, bought chips and sat on the beach. Hayley went paddling and Becky picked up several pebbles. We also found an empty beer can and what looked horribly like a severed hand (we came to the conclusion that it was a glove but nobody wanted to touch it and check.) Then, we went on some rides at the fairground - the ghost train and the kiddies caterpillar ride, in which Becky got too "intimate" with everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; We also went shopping, where Hayley and Issi bought collosal lollies and I became the proud owner of a dinosaur t-shirt and purple tights from New Look. Hayley also bought a t-shirt, and Becky bought one for her and one for her boyfriend. We spent I don't know how long trying to figure out what size he was (in which time we texted him to ask) and eventually decided on small. Two minutes after leaving the shop, he texts back to inform us that he is medium. However, we couldn't return it since there were no mediums in stock, so Becky said he'd have to live with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;--Music Junkiness--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I absolutely love the fusion of heavy metal with orchestra -coughnightwishcough- and I am actually addicted to Serj Tankian's voice (he's a solo artist who used to sing for metal band System Of A Down). So you can imagine how ecstatic I was when Youtube greeted me with the following teaser from his upcoming live DVD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mim_JfoOW_8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mim_JfoOW_8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Serj Tankian - Feed Us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-2864835517996785709?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2864835517996785709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=2864835517996785709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/2864835517996785709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/2864835517996785709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/06/hastings.html' title='Of epic journeys and orchestral masterpieces'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-3338445956513704093</id><published>2009-06-15T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:08:58.815-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Of the arts and System Of A Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday, my friend Aly and I went to an art convention at Kensington Gardens in London. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was a day of drawing, writing, getting blisters, chatting to random people, navigating tube stations, eating croissants and walking through subways singing System Of A Down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-3338445956513704093?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3338445956513704093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=3338445956513704093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/3338445956513704093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/3338445956513704093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/06/arty-farty-things.html' title='Of the arts and System Of A Down'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-349297616870001498</id><published>2009-06-12T09:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:09:16.201-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Of movie days and facial books</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Had a great day today - my friend Hayley came round and we... ate pizza and watched various movies and Lee Evans! It was seriously funny! I was happy because I'm always bored(it's when both my parents work) and she was happy because  in an empty house on Friday she got to use my internet since hers doesn't work and she hadn't been on thefacial book for months... and we were happy because meeting up is always happy times so it was a win-win situation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-349297616870001498?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/349297616870001498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=349297616870001498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/349297616870001498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/349297616870001498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/06/movie-day.html' title='Of movie days and facial books'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-8034337464690152204</id><published>2009-06-10T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:09:32.766-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Of summer plans and end of eras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My exams are officially OVER. I had physics today (and I think it went really well), and now I'm officially in the summer holidays! (They start early for my year.) I have work experience soon, but other than that, I get to do f*ck all until 15th August when my family and I are going on holiday to Spain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hmm... I'm a little unsure what to do with myself now. Over summer, I plan to do the following things:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Get another set of ear piercings&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Get highlights done&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Go Camden-ing with Emi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Have a birthday picnic!&lt;br /&gt;.Write some music to go with lyrics&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.Give up several bad habits&lt;br /&gt;.See Blur! (2nd July here I come!)&lt;br /&gt;.Get my exam results... somehow or other (I'm away on results day)&lt;br /&gt;.And... various other things. (Hayley and I have plans to have a teapot decorating session!)&lt;br /&gt;.Get the band started up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-8034337464690152204?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8034337464690152204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=8034337464690152204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/8034337464690152204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/8034337464690152204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-as-clam.html' title='Of summer plans and end of eras'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-6412627304059759727</id><published>2009-06-09T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:09:57.850-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Of For My Pain and supermarkets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;--Music Junkiness--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today I FINALLY took the time out to give For My Pain... a listen, and wasn't disappointed. Autumn Harmony was on the brain like all day and I was singing it while walking round Sainsbury's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sDhqIZBEtjM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sDhqIZBEtjM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;For My Pain - Autumn Harmony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Sainsbury's, I swear those trolleys are waaay too hard to steer. I nearly ran some kid over with it. Oops. There is now actually a reality TV programme over here which is based around random workers going and running Sainsburys. Inventively, it's called "I'm running Sainsburys." Excuse me, but I'm running Sainsburys! (In my own head anyway...) It's my friends birthday today but I've been either sleeping or revising practically all day... need to find my phone and text her... more tomorrow when I can actually say how physics went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh, and Yasmina Siadatan won The Apprentice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-6412627304059759727?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6412627304059759727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=6412627304059759727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/6412627304059759727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/6412627304059759727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-nearly-over.html' title='Of For My Pain and supermarkets'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-6568997370504892934</id><published>2009-06-08T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:32:54.533-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Of revision and romanticide</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Made some physics notes today. The exam is on Wednesday, and then I have no more exams for like, a year! 3 months of summer holiday (&amp;amp; a week of work experience) here I come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can't freakin' believe that the BNP have two seats in... whatever it was people were voting for. Are they mad?! I mean, I don't blame people for not voting labour, they've made a royal fuck of things, but the BNP are still a bunch of bloody racists! Grrrr... at least they're still pretty small, and I hope it stays that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;--Music Junkiness--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love this band so much. This is a video of them at a recent festival in Finland, they look absolutely freezing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3eEt2rGXDuA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3eEt2rGXDuA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Nightwish - Romanticide live at Sauna Open Air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-6568997370504892934?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6568997370504892934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=6568997370504892934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/6568997370504892934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/6568997370504892934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-to-revising.html' title='Of revision and romanticide'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-4496512951554704527</id><published>2009-06-06T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:10:45.468-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corruption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Of a great big fat hairy rant ですね。</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I made the hideous mistake of watching the news last night. Among all the "omg-we-don't-know-who-will-be-running-the-country-in-the-morning" political turmoil stuff, they had some guy who was saying that some people who visit holocaust memorial sites claim that it never happened, and worse, some people think that it happened and that it was right?! How, exactly, can the mass slaughter of that many innocent people be right? Some people are delusional I swear. This is why all the genocides need to be officially RECOGNISED, so that people can learn why it was wrong and prevent it from happening again! Ugh. This world makes me sick sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theforgotten.org/intro.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History does not fade away.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok rant over. But people need to be alerted to this kind of thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-4496512951554704527?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4496512951554704527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=4496512951554704527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/4496512951554704527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/4496512951554704527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/06/great-big-fat-hairy-rant.html' title='Of a great big fat hairy rant ですね。'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-8256499055190999768</id><published>2009-06-05T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:11:11.265-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Of musicizing and vocalizing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Microphones are awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've been singing since I can remember and have been having lessons for four years. My first teacher taught me for most of this time, but she moved to another country and now I am being taught by a classical soprano. Saying that, I don't have a classical voice at all. I'm a mezzo-soprano. Anyway, here's a couple of covers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QMu6MX-xcGg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QMu6MX-xcGg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Nightwish - Mother &amp;amp; Father (From The Poet And The Pendulum)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lGxtxy1YxTA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lGxtxy1YxTA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Evanescence - Breathe No More&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And here's my crappy attempts at composing (it was meant to be minimalist but it really isn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aPna-CtgozQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aPna-CtgozQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Moi - Tunnel Vision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-8256499055190999768?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8256499055190999768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=8256499055190999768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/8256499055190999768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/8256499055190999768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/06/mother-and-father.html' title='Of musicizing and vocalizing'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-5732500056450185017</id><published>2009-06-04T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:11:26.955-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Of James McQuillan and exams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;James McQuillan got fired from The Apprentice last night! I was like "nooooooo!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, so he may not have been the best business man, but he was so sweet and came out with some hilarious stuff. WHAT A LEDGE! At school, me and a couple of my friends were practically in tears! When he got fired, he gives Sir Alan Sugar a huge grin and goes "It's been BRILLIANT!" AAAAAAAAA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok so here is my mini tribute to James with the ledge quotes from last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"I look after people who spunk money up the wall"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"I bring ignorance to the table... but it's a good kind of ignorance"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"I don't want Sir Alan to kick me so hard up the arse that I have his toes for teeth"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;James, you have been a LEDGE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In other news, I only have one GCSE left to do! I had my last ever Chemistry exam today, and English language. Just physics left. Joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-5732500056450185017?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5732500056450185017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=5732500056450185017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/5732500056450185017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/5732500056450185017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/06/james-mcquillan.html' title='Of James McQuillan and exams'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-3582442394618552238</id><published>2009-06-03T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:11:43.471-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><title type='text'>Of hayfever and giant covalent structures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've tried everything. Tablets, eyedrops, Olbus Oil, nasal spray, you name it. However, pollen still insists on trying to make my face melt. Ugh. Puts a real downer on summer too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"These allergens, or air-borne substances, cause the body to produce antibodies which release histamine. Histamines cause allergic reactions which produce hay fever symptoms such as sneezing, itchy eyes, sore throat, nasal congestion, running nose, fever, headaches, chest congestion and wheezing." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why the hell do I get like... all of these?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have my second English Language and Chemistry GCSEs tomorrow. Today will be dedicated to learning about giant covalent structures. I spent like all June's pocket money on a new sketchbook. Now I have none. And school finishes next week. Oops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-3582442394618552238?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/3582442394618552238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=3582442394618552238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/3582442394618552238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/3582442394618552238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-have-tried-everything.html' title='Of hayfever and giant covalent structures'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8140252969663073405.post-285077046456068072</id><published>2009-06-02T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:12:01.161-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Of daytime TV and freaky people</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have been watching too much TV lately. Like, WAY too much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Especially Mock The Week. Hugh Dennis is the funniest man alive. And Russell Howard. And Michael McIntyre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The Mighty Boosh will always be tops though. Jurgen Haabermaaster (Julian Barratt with a Danish accent) sounds uncannily like Serj Tankian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've also been semi-watching semi-ignoring Ashes To Ashes. Yes, bullet-induced comabeing transported to the eighties.&amp;nbsp; can result in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's like all I watch, but in an attempt to be more social I've been going on the internet in the front room. Where my Mum likes to watch Bargain Hunt. All I can say is... the presenter kind of freaks me out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8140252969663073405-285077046456068072?l=cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/feeds/285077046456068072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8140252969663073405&amp;postID=285077046456068072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/285077046456068072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8140252969663073405/posts/default/285077046456068072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cloudsofecstacy.blogspot.com/2009/06/discoveries-as-direct-result-of-study.html' title='Of daytime TV and freaky people'/><author><name>Sofi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fcCgQiSjLhw/TgXx71_oauI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HqmtFfnvMeY/s220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
