Like a drunken night, it's the best bits that are coloured in.

I think it's about time I wrote something and stopped looking at the blank box on this screen. I'm back in college next week! It'll be great to be a semi-productive member of society again. I had a pretty good summer, I got to see a lot of my friends, quit my job and went back to London as a tourist this time. I felt a little bit more of a part of the city last time, since I had somewhere to be and somewhere I was a part of, but nevertheless it was great to get away from my town for a while and enjoy the city the way it's meant to be enjoyed. I still want to move there!

I don't actually know if I have anything I need to vent about. This blog is supposed to be a safe place for my ramblings but I don't know if it is that anymore, someone will always see it and no matter how well I articulate myself I think there is always a chance I will be misunderstood. I can still try I guess.
I've been watching everyone grow up. It's quite amazing see people change over the course of their lives- I've seen my friends fall in love, lose it, regain it and vow to keep it forever. I've seen them at their very worst and I've been like a proud mother when I've been reminded of the reason I'm friends with them in the first place. It's the time of year again where we all part ways and we make all these plans about how much we'll see each other. It never lives up to how we planned, maybe that's my cynical side coming out but maybe that's just life. It's a rare friendship that goes through such a major transition and survives unchanged and the exact way it was. But that's a good thing! With regard to my friends from school, we've all become such drastically different people and at different times that we needed to go through a disgustingly bitchy patch to come out the other end as equals and realise what was inportant. I wonder what things would've been like if that hadn't happened. I know other circles of friends who never went through that, and all there seems to be is resentment and quiet insults and playful bragging. That gets to a point where it's not healthy.
I have newer friendships which have all of it ahead. I think when people become completely confident and comfortable with each other, you realise that things aren't necessarily perfect- people are self absorbed or they're insensitive, they make poor decisions which disappoint you or they're not as caring towards others as they are towards you, and with that comfort you realise that it's okay to let it bother you. You don't always have to bite your tongue, because you still have to go through all the changes you needed to go through with your oldest friends. Tell them they're pissing you off or they're out of order or that they just need to wake up, otherwise it turns unto that resentment or quiet insults or playful bragging. It's when you stop caring enough to want them to change their ways that you're in trouble.


Frightened Rabbit will constantly remind me of summer 2009. They were a discovery through the TV show "Chuck"- the biggest attraction was Scott Hutchison's Scottish accent. I'm a sucker for a Scottish accent, and I fully blame David Tennant, but I won't bore you to tears with my sci-fi streak, and I'll stick to the choons. Midnight Organ Fight is one of the most beautifully produced, perfectly written and seductively executed albums I've ever owned. It contains no filler tracks, it has no low points and it does not get boring. The lyrics, despite being crude in places, are real. It uses Scottish colloquialisms and universal swearwords in the midst of heartwrenching songs of love and loss and it just adds to the charm. The whole record has this retro, dreamy feel that makes me think to hear it on vinyl would be an entirely different experience. Songs like "Poke" and "Good Arms Vs Bad Arms", about the breakdown of a long term relationship and the separation of two lives that were once a single unit, has this modern charm that shakes off the cliché of "I can't live without you" to make way for the practicality that faces today's couples. "The Twist" and "Keep Yourself Warm" have an interesting take on the use of casual sex and universal feeling of low self-esteem and lonliness that would drive someone to sleep with numerous strangers; from reading someone's behaviour in a social setting to never even learning their name or caring to after the makeshift "couple" have gone home together. It's not simply an album of love songs, it's an album which soundtracks the perils of meeting a soulmate in the modern climate- the risk of getting hurt and the loss of someone who shared your life, and did I mention it's all wrapped up in a neat little indie-acoustic-folk-rock bundle? Give it a spin, and you can thank me later.

xx