I was in my singing lesson today (yes, I sing) and my tutor said "sing like you're making a statement", he often says this along with "sing like you want to tell me something of great importance." But today I realized that I should really broaden this advice to the whole of my life. Obviously, try not to be egotistical or an arsehole. But I should do every action as if it was a statement, telling people who I am and what I want and what I'm here for.
On other thoughts, I was shopping in Canterbury and the girl of my dreams walked past me. I've never seen her before and she has no idea who i am, but just on appearances alone she was perfection to me (she was short, short blond hair with pink highlights, facial pricings wearing a Syd Barrett hoody - that was the icing in the cake). I wanted to run after her; but that's not allowed in the grand schemes of things. You cannot simply walk up to a stranger on the street and say, "Excuse me, judging by your appearance I'm both sexually and intellectually attracted to you, if given the chance, I would like to take you out and prove that I'm right, we would be awesome together. In Fact, Social science would never be able to understand how me and you break the Awesome barrier and live in a perpetual state of sweet and dude"
I'd either need balls of brass to pull that off... or a domineering mother who talks to me from the grave.
Anyway, adieus fictional girl, the kiss we shared was as sweet as air.
On other thoughts, I was shopping in Canterbury and the girl of my dreams walked past me. I've never seen her before and she has no idea who i am, but just on appearances alone she was perfection to me (she was short, short blond hair with pink highlights, facial pricings wearing a Syd Barrett hoody - that was the icing in the cake). I wanted to run after her; but that's not allowed in the grand schemes of things. You cannot simply walk up to a stranger on the street and say, "Excuse me, judging by your appearance I'm both sexually and intellectually attracted to you, if given the chance, I would like to take you out and prove that I'm right, we would be awesome together. In Fact, Social science would never be able to understand how me and you break the Awesome barrier and live in a perpetual state of sweet and dude"
I'd either need balls of brass to pull that off... or a domineering mother who talks to me from the grave.
Anyway, adieus fictional girl, the kiss we shared was as sweet as air.