HERE COMES YOUR MAYN
I've had a hugely hectic week, physically, mentally, emotionally, and every other ally word you got. It was a beautiful day today I bought new shoes and a fresh orange juice, but I don't feel so good. I even had an ice cream for lunch. This morning I was hungover and headachy and a few other things in one Miss Georgina Glanville's bed, which was actually lovely or something. For breakfast Cheralyn fed me Weetbix bites, which I love - the ones with berry cubes in them. And then we caught the tram into the city. I realised a few things on my journey.
So anyway I was listening to music today to fit my melodramatic mood and I maintain that I would make one hell of a daggy radio station DJ. I would be really good seriously. Here is a playlist that I made today. You can download it via this link http://www.mediafire.com/?1a6ek4ej8dqs6 but some people have been saying that they don't work or something so I linked each song to their respective Youtube clips for you to experience that way:
1. All Cried Out - Dusty Springfield
2. Poor Little Fool - Ricky Nelson
3. You Don't Have To Be A Baby To Cry - Caravelles
4. If You Could Read My Mind - Gordon Lightfoot
5. A World Without Love - Peter & Gordon
6. Please Don't Ask About Barbara - Bobby Vee
7. Who's Sorry Now - Connie Francis
8. Blue Bayou - Roy Orbison
Above is a photo of me today listening to Dusty Springfield. It's 9.30pm but it is bed time for me, the sooner this week is over, the better. I'm exhausted.
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