Arms Stretched Backwards

So, there's apparently an Arts Concert Thing next week.
And apparently there's a night for dance and a night for drama.
But, you know, no-one's said anything to me about it.
Yesterday.

So, I really like this song even the first time I heard it but the video is killing my eyes. Which is maybe an almost cool thing.
Watch it in HD.
I can't because I used up so much Internet that it's gone all slow.
But it may just be one of my New Favourite Bands.
But the guy's not totallyhot in this.

Cris Abrego must be a strange guy.

I'm never bothered enough to listen to Gibble. Fourteen minutes and twelve seconds is far too long to not be intimidating. And I don't think it has any words. And this part I'm in now sounds like if you were on some kind of drugs and you thought that a swarm of bees were coming to get you.
Ok, the swarm's going away now.
I'm quite badly allergic to bees.
Oh no, it's coming back.
And now the whole thing's over.

I listen to a lot of things I normally Skip when I'm listening to my iPod through my speaker and then I fall asleep. You know, and then you vaguely remember hearing some songs and not others.
Sometimes it's hard to know whether to use Going or Coming. You know, how it's Are You Coming to my house, always, because it's always yours. But it's only Are You Coming to the moon, if you were going there first. But then it's Hard to Know when it's a thing that you go to more than once and can't judge which person is more familiar with it.
For example, if one of those Year Nines said Are You Coming To Theatresports it would be quite presumptuous of them, assuming that they were going and you were not.
It would suck to be like the person in Best Friend Envy.
"My bestfriend dances better than I can can
My bestfriend she got a penthouse apartment
She gets the eye from all the boys in town
Suits my wardrobe better than me now"
Yeah, I hope that doesn't happen.
The best way to find out what hentai is is not to use Google Image Search.
"He works hard throughout the week to buy the tyres that are not so cheap."
Oh no-o-o, I'm not asleep. I hope I'm all right for tomorrow.
I'm totally going to be up until midnight.
Which won't be good for the second half of English-Art History-Art History- English.
What a fucking stupid timetable.
Time for a hasty shower, now Joe has gone offline to "look at naughty things."
"Come home with me."