I'm scared, but probably in a good way.

The Future.

I don't really like seeing those two words put together. 'The' on it's own isn't scary, and 'Future' makes me excited. All I can think about is hover packs and Fifth Element-style worlds. However the two toget-

The Future.

Oops, that scared you didn't it? Well, if you're anything like me it did.


The Future.

Well, that's approaching quickly isn't it!
(Well actually on this blog, that's as close as it will get as that's the biggest font.)



Recently I found out that I'm very susceptible to the phrase: "I don't know". But I never really mean that when I say it... I have discovered that I actually mean: "I don't want to know".


I don't want to listen to anyone else now, how do they know how I feel? That sounds kind of stroppy, but I do know they have good intentions... And if I get good advice, I take it, but odds are it won't change a decision made.


So right at this point, I know that whatever I choose is good. I can't regret what I do, because life is too damn short, and I will find a way to enjoy it wherever I am!

My favourite quote from (One of my) favourite film(s)!

HappyFUTURINGButterballs.

"Can't we do our own secret show?" "All our shows are secret shows"

I have not posted in a LONG time, and yes I feel bad, I really do.

But not as bad as I'm about to dear readers, for this is a shameless post of very little shame.

And I'm not even going to apologise.


LET ME SET THE SCENE:

I am sitting in my little room on my little laptop doing very little. The most exciting thing I'm planning to do is go out and buy a sandwich as it's 2pm and I'm very hungry. I'm listening to Dela -Johnny Clegg on repeat, and I am debating whether it's better to drive to my dads tonight, or tomorrow...

BUT THAT IS NOT IMPORTANT RIGHT NOW.

What I am here to do, is shamelessly plug my boyfriends band. Yeah, I said boyfriend. I'm so grown up, I have a car AND a boyfriend!

THEY DO FUNK AND THEY DON'T COMPLETELY SUCK! Was that an anti-rhyme?



Introducing: Jarvis and the Ministry...

Jordan: the singer/songwriter apparently. (Jarvis, and my filthy mudlood boyfriend)

Click on the pictures!If you want :)

 The guitarist, Marc. (He is French)

Ollie,The Bassist. He hates cats and you should hate him.

Danny, the drummer. Oh, he is far uglier in real life. Don't worry.

HAPPY BANDING BUTTERBALLS