The Lives Of The Lost And Found

this weekend has been about:

cider
bands i've never heard of
adding a new wrist band to the collection
silent discos
dancing like an insane person on crazy pills
folk
stars
tshirts
rain
fun
friends-old and new
screaming
lost voices
sore muscles
lack of sleep
laughter
and missing you

my god do i love the festival bubble

lady of the house of love

I really miss being at a festival. Let's run away to a field and invoke festival rules.
Viva la revolution!

-Dagger

Exhale, Exhale

so today was the last day,

i have actually been working there for 3 years

they made me a card though

which made me realise that no one in retail can actually spell correctly

and K didn't get into university which makes me feel rather smug

no matter how mean that is... i'm willing to take karma on

but that might not be such a good idea as i now need a new job

right now i should be doing something productive

but i'm not feeling creative or inspired

and all i want to do right now is listen to loud music and eat chocolate

but the moving out day is getting closer and closer

and i'm not prepared in any way shape or form

"and i will die all alone and when i arrive i won't know anyone"

and so i need to post this picture

to remember better times of living in bubbles

sorry

i'm feeling rather down today

lady of the house of love

Men I May Not Know..

...But Shoes I Know!

(if you know where this comes from you get a big hug)

so i've spent the last 5 days are reading festival

spent the whole festival with flu! which was super bad times

so i tried to spend the time dosed up... my handbag was like a pharmacy-lem sip capsules, strepcils and cough mixture lol thankyou for bringing the supplies dad

best bands of the weekend:

• Patrick Wolf
  
• Frank Turner
  
• Rumble Strips
  
• Billy Talent
  
• Anti-Flag
  
• Yeah Yeah Yeahs

these bands actually need to be in my pants

but i saw so many others i can't remember right now (i only had 2 hours sleep)

so here are some general facts of the weekend:

Sunday morning i had quite possibly the best bacon of my life

i feel in love 3 times with guys i saw in the crowd- didn't actually speak to any of them however

got felt up by an extremely drunk girl called Jess

made friends with a guy in a wedding dress

sat by the camp fire

snuggled with Harriet

stole my dads shirt

sang very loudly even though i had the worse sore throat *damn you flu*

gave my crate of strongbow to some random boy before we left-it would have been a waste and i definitely wasn't drinking at 7 in the morning

CAN HEAD ftw

the cutest couple i saw all weekend was a Patrick Wolf look alike and an 80s new wave lookalike

boy at La Roux.... i had a mega crush on them

bought a military jacket for £3

had a space hopper race and won a pair of giant sunglasses and lots of sweets

i discovered that pear cider and strepcils cure flu symptoms

i got 13 text messages at once

i think i convinced my dad to get his first tattoo

submerged myself in the festival bubble-i don't want to know about the real world today

nearly lost my life at prodigy

bought a tshirt with a zombie on it

told a guy he had a nice lemon

oh i have some good pictures today

big sun glasses are fun

lady of the house of love

Got No Friends, Got No Lover

(its sad cos its true)

so i nearly didn't get to go to reading festival

i nearly had a nervous break down

the post office lost my ticket

but they found it again and it should turn up tomorrow

so now i can go back to being excited

but there are loads of band clashes... bad times

florence and the machine or placebo?

maximo park, maccabees or madcaddies?

but some more good news... i can definately see patrick wolf

for

the

win

the of this post was generally fuck my life

todays picture- last years camp site... isn't the sky pretty?

lady of the house of love

XxX