I've said it before and I'll say it again, lostprophets and specifically last summer remind me of visiting Rex in Royal Holloway.

I feel like I'm in the limbo between Uni and life. And however poetic I make it sound it's still kind of scary as I have no idea what life is going to be like. Sure, I could seize the day, and direct it, but that involves getting my hands dirty.

I just wish I could convey my love of music to people and how amazing my favourite bands are. Whether it's the deep and meaningful beauty that is the likes of Death Cab For Cutie, Brand New and the Eels to the pure rocking awesomeness of Hundred Reasons and Taking Back Sunday. Maybe half of my love of these bands are because they're linked to awesome memories or experiences. Who knows.

Coffee sure makes me sentimental...


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