I'm not entirely sure what this blog is suppose to represent.
Most other people's blogs seem to have some clarity on their posts.
As in you've got a fashion blog to travel writing to food for thought to diaries to music fans and to book reviews.
Basically, my blog represents nothing, apart from myself. I try to do the whole deep and meaningful prose from time to time but more times than not I just like to make a short and sharp statement on a video or a dress I like. Is that such a bad thing? I don't know? Maybe you know? Maybe Ronnie Wood knows? Maybe Sean Lennon knows? But I tell you one person who doesn't know: Inspector Lestrade, (you totally thought I was going to be all inqusitive and say Me) he doesn't even know his way out of Scotland Yard to the local tobacconist though... let alone the principals of blogging and the topics that should or shouldn't be covered.
Anyway, I'll try to be a bit more interesting and free flowing for my own benefit, as well as anyone who is so courteous enough to read this higgledy-piggledy blog.
In the mean time though (because I ramble on & on & on):
Oh give me to a rambling man, let it always be know that I was who I am.
Showing posts with label help. Show all posts
Showing posts with label help. Show all posts
Sunday, 17 October 2010
Wednesday, 6 October 2010
HELP
How am I supposed to be able to sing this for my lesson tomorrow?
I've honestly practised it to the best of my best ability and let me tell you now that it is impossible, or at the very least highly improbable that I am going to be able to sing this in tune...
Gah Ellie Goulding. Can't you choose a simpler, less complex 'ooh-aa-eee' melody next time?
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