Glowsticking...

I had never realised how much fun it was to dance with glow-sticks. But then again I'd never done it. Trust me, it's fun. But what's even more fun is when you tie a shoe-lace to the end of each glow-stick and dance with them like they were poi, or something. It's awesome. I was getting cool looks and people telling me it looked cool all night. Of course there were a few dickheads, but to be honest I just walked away and left them to be drunk, dick-heads. It was a fun night. Even if Jon did leave early, but to be honest his knee was hurting, so I can understand why he left. On top of the fact that he never really does well on a night out when there aren't a lot a people he knows. But that's by the by. Purely coincidental I'm sure. Back to my goodnight. I didn't even need to be that drunk either. I mean I'm fairly sober now. Bit tired and slightly tipsy possibly, but definitely not drunk. I mean I only had one double in the Yorkie, three smirnoff ice, one sourz, two orange vk's and and an apple J2O in Sugar, so really I shouldn't be drunk of that anyway. And I'm not. So all is good. I was planning a big, heavy night just because it was the last night, but to be honest I had far more fun with my glow-sticks. Which is good, because it means I won't be hungover for my dad's birthday tomorrow. Which reminds me, I have to make him a card. Crap. Oh well, I'll do it in the morning.

That's all for now. All in all, it was an epic night.





xx

Humid tears from eyes as dry as the desert...

So here I am again. In a slightly weird mood. Granted I had an ok day, minus the getting lost on the way into Manchester; and on the way out. But oh well. To he honest though I don't think that's what's brought down my mood. Maybe it's just the heat. Or rather the humidity. Because it is rather (i.e. very) humid today. So much so that it's been raining on and off all day. But that's the north-west for you. On a slightly happier note, I did buy some awesome neon/u.v. nail.-varnish and eyeliner, both of which I'm wearing now, the former of which has been applied rather shit-ly seeing as I haven't worn nail-varnish for going on nearly a year now. Or longer. I'm not too sure. Basically the moment I stopped being a goth, I stopped wearing it. Not because I wouldn't just because black nail-varnish doesn't really go with many guy outfits. Neither does neon green, badly applied really, but I don't care. Meh I felt the need to blog. I don't know why. Maybe it's the surge of emotions all at once. Maybe it's just the sheer need for me to stop and slow, down and just literally that I have far too much energy in my system. I don't know. Either way it's not too good. I feel ok, but ok in the sense that I think I'm going to go and get wasted tonight just because it's the weekend and I can, but also in the hope that it might make me feel better, even though I know it won't.




Not that I'm an alcoholic you unerstand. Most definitely not. I have a few friends that are possibly boderline, but not me. Hoppefully never.

And on that sombre note that is all for now.

xx

Fallen stars, blonde hair, and narcoleptic nightmares...

So once again I'm at work. I should be working. Obviously. But once again I nearly fell asleep. Why the fuck did I do that!?! I mean ok, I didn't exactly get much sleep last night, but even when I do get a good nights sleep it's still a struggle to stay awake. I have music from my music player (in other words my i-pod but I can't bring myself to say it out-loud, due to the stigma attached to it. My theory is that it was a birthday present and so it's ok to have it and use it and like it, I didn't buy it.) through the computer speakers and it's on shuffle so you know it's not the monotony of the music that's sending me tos leep, and it's definitely not the genre. I mean I have dance music, screamo, and heavy metal keeping me company; occasionally accompanied by some pop, electronica, phunk (because that's the new way to spell funk) and some jazz. Not all of it is upbeat and "awake" music I'll admit, especially not the new-age. But most of it is fine.

So if it's not my music sending me to sleep what is it?

I don't know what it could be. I mean the works boring. But as much as it's monotonous and very, very, "samey" it's not like I should nearly fall asleep over it. Gods.

On another note I saw my wonderful boyfriend Sam last night. It was nice. I'd not seen him in two weeks. He's like a fallen star to me. He really is that special. I hope he knows it. I'm a bit fixated with his blonde hair though. In a good way. It's so night. But I think I could just sit there for hours and run my fingers through it. Forget sex, playing with long hair is the way forwards. Less risk that way! lol.

I feel like my life at the moment is full of fallen stars, blonde hair and narcoleptic nightmares.

Some of which are better than others.

xx

Michael Jackson...

Michael Jackson is dead. Get over it.

xx

One of THOSE days...

We all have them. And I'm having one today. One of THOSE days. You can't tell what's wrong, you just know something's not quite right and you just can't concentrate, you just can't quite work, you just can't quite do anything. It's annoying. I'm supposed to be working but instead I've just been playing FreeCell and now I'm blogging. Productive (*Sarcastice face*). But meh. I don't know how to get over this feeling. I just wish that I'd put Enigma on my i-pod, I put everything else that I wanted to, but I refrained from putting the Enigma on; just because. I don't know why. I mean ok, it left room for me to put some Prodigy on, but right now I really could do with some Enigma. Bleurgh. At least I'm doing some interesting stuff with music at the moment.





I think I've decided what I'm going to do my Pagan Soc. talk on next term. I'm fairly sure I'm going to do, The Psychonaut - journey into the soul. Or something similar. And if not than, then I'll do something on music in trance. But really that can be covered in The Psychonaut. It's nice not to have to think for ages about a topic for once. When I stood in for somebody, I just did a Crystal talk because I could ramble for a bit, and do some practical. With my Meditation talk, I did it because it was very practical and allowed for not much planning. This however should be better than both of those combined. I will find loads of information and get loads of research done of the summer and it will be awesome. With a little practical as well. Because practical is always good. I'm going to blog about this in my Electrtonic Book Of Shadows (my other blog) at some other point, this was just an idea that needed getting down right here, right now, in the flow of mid-blog.





Where was I? Oh yes I remember. This random feeling. Having one of THOSE days. Oh well. I can't do anything about it. And blogging seems to have helped a little. So I guess it's back to work.

Quote of the day: "It's all in the mind" - Anon.


Song of the day: Can't sleep - Above and Beyond

The Phantom speaks...

The Phantom of the Dancefloor would like me to let people know that there will be remixes on the way. He is currently working on an Enigma remix that he let me listen to that is sick and will be working on many other projects in the coming weeks/months. I do believe that there may be a complete albumn in the works, remixing completely MCMXC a.d. by Enigma. But of course this is just speculation and we will hear more from this in the near future.

Keep your ears open for this one, it's going to be huge.

xx

New Age Dance...

I'm sat listening to new age dance in the form of Enigma and just staring at the Windows Media Player visual things. It's captivating. Really captivating. I'm going to go back to listening and watching.

xx

When the water is too deep you can close your eyes; and really sleep; tonight

I'm so tired today. I don't know why. It's annoying. It can't be that I was up 'till 11 watching Withnail and I (which I, as of yet, have not finished) because 11's not that late. Maybe I'm still feeling the effects from Mondays epic, yet very late, night. I don't know. All I know is that I've been trying to keep myself from, closing my eyes all morning, unsucessfully, causing me to sort of power-nap in about slots of 1-1.30 minutes. The thing is, that even though I feel like I'm power-napping, I'm not feeling any more awake, and hence I'm not power-napping any less.

Grrrr. It's just goddamn annoying. Very goddamn annoying.



Quote of the day: "So we'll fee the politicians; a final meal of bullets and bombs; to see if they can take the pain; see if they can see, what we knew all along." - David William Blake Broadhurst

Song of the day: Nookie or Creamer (Radio is dead) - Limp Bizkit

Unproductive boy is unproductive...

My productive mood has been dampened by the rain. I was going to go and pick up a load of stuff from uni, and start finishing off the moving home process tonight. But no, it decided to rain. And I'm not lugging lots of big heavy things to my car in the rain. I mean in fairness I've brought home most of the heavy stuff, but there's still more to come. Lots of clothes and other such things. I'm going to have to go either tomorrow or Thursday now because I said I'd take Sweeney Todd to Liz's on Friday, so I have to stand true to my word so we can all faint over how gorgeous Johnny Depp is and how sexy he is when he sings. It's an awesome film.
But meh. I was feeling uber-productive as well. But as much as I like the rain, it's made me not want to go collect stuff.

Unproductive boy is unproductive.














Quote of the day: "Non of the worlds problems will have a solution until the world's individuals become thoroughly self-educated" - Richard Buckminster

Song of the day: 21 Guns Green Day - I'm not the biggest Green Day fan but I do like this song for some strange, unexplainable reason.

Litha/Midsummer/20 years of Pagan Soc. and SOUL

So last night was the Litha/Midsummer/20 years of Pagan Soc. and Soul celebrations. They were fantastic. I met Jack, THE original member of Pagan Soc. and a few other former members. It was great to see how happy they all were with the continuation of the society.

To start with we had our faces painted by the lovely Mish. I was all artistic and blue, and yellow and sparkly silver. I had whirls on my cheeks and swirly stuff on the brow. She's an artist and a half. Once I'd seen it in the mirror it got me in the ritual mood. But that was nothing until she then brought out the ribbon and I had a green ribbon tied to my left wrist, a yellow ribbon to my right and a white one round my pony-tail. I had thoroughly good fun twirling round with them and that REALLY got me in the mood. Then we processed down to the bonfire where we honoured the different gods at the different trees. I honoured the local land-wights (sp?) because I've grown close to them over this past year for various reasons. Then for some reason I felt moved to give some kind of thanks to the other gods. It was weird. But I did it, because I felt the need. It was just a simple Wassail to Tyr, a Hail to Hecate, a Namastay to the generic eastern gods, that kind of thing, but it felt right. Then we placed things that we wanted to come to fruition in the wicker man and burnt it. I placed the first three pages of my novel (the only bit written so far) and a picture of a Microkorg Synth. Make of it what you will, but I won't go into the personal details. I also placed a feather in, because it felt right. Then we sumbel'd which was fun. It was the most natural sumbel I've ever done. I didn't have to think about anything. Not a single thing, it all came. Ok so the 4th round was the hardest, but it came to me in the end. Then we supped on food and drink (non-alcoholic in my case unfortunately) and sat around chatting about whatever we did actually talk about, because it was very random and not the kind of conversation you would necessarily remember due to the many twists and turns in it. But it was fun nonetheless. Then we, eventually, *rolls eyes* let the embers die down and decided to get going. I arrived home at god-knows what time, but I don't care. It was a fun night. Very. Fuck being tired at work. It was a celebration worth staying up for. Especially the tantalising gossip, which although I have yet to get more details of, was somewhat revealing.

That's all for now.

xx

Quote of the day:

"Listen" - Eric Clapton

Work is surprisingly fun today. Well I say fun, but I'm enjoying it all the same. Maybe it's the fact that I have Radio1 keeping me company and the presence of a co-worker in the same room as me which I think may be keeping me from falling asleep, purely due to the clackety-clack of the keyboard and the clickety-click of the mouse. I don't know what it is that's making things good. Maybe it's the fact that I have Litha/Midsummer celebrations tonight with Pagan Soc. Apparently there is face-painting involved. I knew about the Wicca Man, but I didn't know about the face-painting until last night. It will be good. Very good. Hopefully. I shall be burning the first few pages of the novel that I've written (all that I've written so far) to hlep make it come to fruition. That's all I have for now, I should get back to work.

xx

Remixes...

Check out the myspace page for The Phantom of the Dancefloor... I'm 40% sure he's my best friend, 40% sure that he is my alter-ego and 20% sure that he doesn't actually exist... all I know is that his remixes are truly awesome...

xx

New Blog...

So this is my new blog. I already have a livejournal blog, but it's getting boring. Don't ask me why, because I couldn't tell you. But it is. It's boring as hell, and I don't like blogging in it any more. I think I just need something new to get my creativity flowing. Ever since my friend Helen got one of these I've been interested due to the creativity of the site being a lot freer than that of livejournal. I guess it's just a journey and that the transition was going to be made at some point. I've spent quite a while designing this blog, so hopefully it'll look good and I'll be happy with it. I actually quite enjoyed the amount of time I spent being creative with it. I'm just a really creative person so doing anything creative no matter how mundane it may seem is always good for me. That's all I've got to say right now.

Peace.



Quote of the day:

"Can miles truly separate friends... if you want to be with somebody you love aren't you already there?" - Richard Bach

Song of the day:

Untouched - The Veronicas