hathycol | (no subject)

Buy me diamonds and rubies, I'm crazy 'bout Bentleys... Gucci dresses and drop top compressors... wine me and dine me, bring those platinum rings... those are a few of our favourite things!

The fact I despise garage music does not stop me from loving this song.

Anyhoo. Jesus, I'm KNACKERED. Think am coming down with a cold. Again. AGAIN! Typical! Katie think's it allergies, but it's not. It's just SO not. I'm not allergic to anything. Except silver jewellry. Oh dear, it's a slippery slope...

Dear reader, as you may already be able to tell, this is a random entry. Am feeling oddly mellow. Maybe it's cuz I got a chance to go on the Net, when I thought I wouldn't be able to. Was going to come on last night, but remembered five minutes before I was supposed to be there that I was going to Rangers. Oops! Maths stuff had kept me busy before that. Came home to have an entertaining "conversation" with Dad about chords and stuff, for my music. Really shouldn't have asked him... it took me fifteen minutes to work out that we were confused because I was thinking in bass clef and he was thinking in treble clef. I do have a fairly good crasp of treble clef after a few years murdering the clarinet, and Dad can play bass guiter, so he knows bass clef, but we still got realy confused and gave up. I'm gonna fail.

But THATS nothing new. I AM going to get a C grade. I AM. I AM going to SG6 with my C's in French and Music and my B's and A's and A* in everything else...

And now I shall go and make another cup of tea and I shall also read my email. Then I think I'll sleep. Zzzzzzz...

Namarie! ~Hathy_Col~