Yoghurt cup #62

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• The amount of stuff that happened this week, although it's only Friday today, was hectic.
• Crappy online news paper that do crappy little work with people who think they're important and need that title, hiring the aspiring kids to do the crappy stealing work, fooling a generation of young kids with spoiled information and falsely directed lifestyles.
• My laptop's somehow still broken Y_Y
• Doing this work really makes me question my sense of photography. 
• People sometimes try too hard. I sometimes do too. I have this weird obsession with dazzlingly magical kids that sometimes I kind of plan out a list of how-to-act-like-your-dream-kid and follow it. I know people unconsciously have that wish to be one too.
• I kept this pipe dream that if I'd applied to another school, I wouldn't have felt quite lost like I do right now, but it's true you can't judge a book by its cover, I'm in my most suitable environment already. Stop struggling with things you don't have!
• Playlist: Bon Iver - Skinny Love. I'm very curious to find out how many times I've listened to this song in total. The Kooks - Ooh La & Kids. Been listening to an awful lot of The Kooks as well. And never underestimate the power of indie music when you're in a bad mood and need to make a decision. Lucy Rose - All I've Got. Soothing remedy. There's something fragile and light in her voice, she's like a softer, more delicate version of Ellie Goulding. Ellie Goulding - The Writer.The song for a good mood. A cute little song with cute little lyrics for those who are in love. I couldn't listen to this song for a couple of days at the beginning of this week. Lana Del Rey - Born To Die. I like her not because now she's become mainstream and her record topped the chart of about two hundred countries or shit like that. She's dramatic, I love a little drama.
• I need to re-download The Silver Seas' album.
• Little git, I miss you all the time, which is not a thing I'm supposed to do.
• And I tell more people about this than I ever should, I just needed to talk to someone, and I couldn't seek the escape I wanted so I tried another one. I always regret afterwards. And as I don't normally believe in human faith, I have this ridiculous fear that people will talk about it.
• I have to fix some things.