penguinjoeley

penguinjoeley @ 2007-05-10T01:16:00

2007-05-09T15:44:26Z

It is very lucky that I'm not an aspiring malicious hacker or defamer. I really wouldn't be any good at the job (and I couldn't bear not to succeed). I couldn't be a hacker or an identity thief. I can't even pretend. I can't even pretend in jest!

I'm far too honest, really far too honest. I can't think of anything that I want to do with this liberty that I've been given; a little piece of your identity to do what I will with. I'm even reluctant to inhabit your identity; to overwhelm your first person narrative with my own subjective. I just can't do it. I failed from the first time I referred to you in second person. You should be me, but I can't do it. I don't want to steal you from you. Certainly, you could take it as a compliment and an indication of my respect for you. And respect you, I do, but I suspect I would find this equally difficult whoever it was. I can't let myself pretend to be you, I couldn't stand the guilt. I'd need to write a pages-long explanation to defend my decision (in fact, I'm doing just that), in order to hide what feels like a guilty desire. I'm ashamed of the call to extricate myself from my own self, from my personality, from the habits one crawls into and can't escape and the idiosyncratic behaviour that is consequently expected both from others and from oneself.

We're all so caught up in our own identities that to escape them, even if we dearly want to, is a guilty pleasure. The means of escape are bought under the counter or under a pretence and then denied, even to the self. Literature, film media and music are more preferrably referred to as art and intellectual or emotional expression. Escapism is the art of entertainment, but it is a dirty block-buster, over-priced popcorn, tacky-covers and superficial, ignorant wank.

I may not always want to be myself but the shame of wanting to be someone else, wanting to be you, is a far greater power.

penguinjoeley @ 2006-02-14T11:44:00

2006-02-14T11:47:30Z

yoho. (rock and roll!)

well i'm back, primarily because i have to revise for my mocks and so i'm doing everything possible to not revise for my mocks... looking back it seems that pretty much all of my posts come from when i should have been revising for my GCSEs. hmm. silly joel. but hey.

erm i don't really have anything to talk about though.
oh yeah-
my band!

we're called 'ABandOn Stage' and we're bringing the sounds of prog metal to ealing... hmm. but yes, we've played at our school bandnight (sucks!!! they didn't put down our levels so noone could hear the singing or the guitar argh so everyone thought we just didn't know what we were doing) and then we had a gig saturday before last at some little place in Kew which was uberawesome! here was our setlist-
Son et Lumiere + Inertiatic ESP (The Mars Volta)
Hatesong (Porcupine Tree)
Sikamikanico (Red Hot Chilli Peppers) (Joeley got to rap!!!!)
Alec Eiffel (The Pixies)
Take the Veil (The Mars Volta)
Anaema (sp?) (Tool)
My Generation (The Who)

And yes. I was playing bass, and i was also singing on... all the songs, but i was doing backings on Hatesong, Alec Eiffel and Anaema (our rhythm guitarist, rick, is also a pretty good singer) We did a rap battle on Sikamikanico :D and i did a very punky version of My Generation... mainly because my voice was pretty much gone.
I'm currently writing a prog piece based on the life of a mosquito for us, for our next gig in... April methinks.
Oh yes and we're changing our name after every bad gig... so our first name was 'Various Artists' (for band night). 'ABandOn Stage' looks safe for now though.
The position of groupie is also very much open if anyone is free ;)

in other news...
tell me what you really think of me!
http://kevan.org/johari?name=penguinjoeley
and if you want to be a bit critical...
http://kevan.org/nohari?name=penguinjoeley

and in yet further news...
my sea monkeys died :'( admittedly they have been sitting in my wardrobe underneath 'J Scl Uniform 7-8' for about 6 years, but i mourn each and every one of them.

and yes. merry christmas xxx

penguinjoeley @ 2005-12-15T00:34:00

2005-12-15T00:24:45Z

hmm the jazz is fukcing aweosme and i had a realy good itme tomnirgh a th jaz club. the pguy how deoes jazz at my school does it and yeah! he was amewomse. and i had lsoo much to drink ant yeah and now i got home and my brother let mein and he was li yeah u ok joel ye's young so he doesn't know aoubt shit like alcohol and suf and my parents didnt'seeme and anow i'm herea dn i' finsih school fotmoorow which is nice and i'ms seeimg DOOM which wiil my shite but fun because it's cheesycrap. ooooc heesy crap just lik e ths jazz was all xhhest and crap. no not crap. it was OGOD chhesey chrap. merry christmas everyone and odn't do anything i woudlnt' do. buebue. joeeylxx

penguinjoeley @ 2005-10-03T19:13:00

2005-10-03T18:16:39Z

Joel is an odd hodge-podge of a person.
Joel is irrational, disorganised and messy, prone to doing things impulsively and often not finishing them or doing them up to standard. However Joel is also a perfectionist and judges himself critically when he does not meet up to certain conditions. He is annoyed at his own changability, and wishes that he were able to show the same face at all times. This does not mean he wants to only portray one mood, but he cannot understand why sometimes he is attention seeking and extrovert, and at others extremely closed, sometimes compassionate and helpful, at others cruel and mean, sometimes thoughtful and intelligent and at others entirely idiotic.

I'd like to write more as I like talking about myself at the moment. But I really can't be bothered, my brain hurts.

penguinjoeley @ 2005-07-20T12:53:00

2005-07-20T11:56:05Z

I'm going off for a couple of weeks *looks mysterious*

...

I'm actually just going on a music course. Don't wait up, children. Have a lurvelly time. Don't do anything I wouldn't do (like be nice or retain sanity).

I need more boxershorts.

penguinjoeley @ 2005-07-14T10:54:00

2005-07-14T09:58:45Z

I just a dead grasshopper in my room.
This puzzles me slightly, as my room is three storeys up.
I knew they could jump, but I never knew they could jump quite that far.

I wonder whether, if I put a bird-box in it and left the windows open, any birds would come to nest in my room. That would be thouroughly awesome. I could be woken every morning by the chirping of hungry little chicks.

Jules doesn't want to marry me :(

penguinjoeley @ 2005-07-13T15:26:00

2005-07-13T16:20:46Z

There's a new branch of philosophy that caught my eye- absurdism. This seems to have the basic tenet that the human search for meaning in life is pointless, as there is no such meaning... the world is too irrational for meaning to exist.

The proposed solution to this problem is to accept it- and to continue to live a meaningless, liberated existance.

Perhaps it also implies that life is no more than the sum of its parts. Life, then, is this: An hour spent in company; a laugh; a warm, sweaty hand; a slow, falling tear; sleep.

I have lots of music stuff coming up. I have a piece for a small orchestra that needs to be finished before last post tomorrow; I'm writing some cello parts for a friend's EP (he's an amazing guitarist, done his first year at music college); doing some music for a school play next term; writing a piece for solo violin for a friend who is quite extraordinary... wow. And perhaps writing a fretless bass guitar concerto sometime too :)

I suppose if I spent as much time writing music as I did talking about it or listening to it, I might actually be very good. But I suppose it is all interlinked.

I was also pleased to see that 'The Artist' and 'The Rebel' are called 'Absurd Heroes'... and now I'm happy.

I should probably read more about this absurdism stuff before I start really talking about it, or I might get into the Anarchist rut again- having to answer questions from the whole school about something you don't fully understand was rather nerve-racking. It was rather fun though. And I came last! Last out of nine... and I was so proud :) (school mock election memories, blah).

A reaction

2005-07-07T18:41:02Z

Terrorism hysteria irritates me. I'm very sorry, and thank you to those who thought of me and checked I was OK. But you might have also checked to see if I'd been in a road accident (10 deaths per day in the UK) or been diagnosed with cancer (100 diagnoses per day). Perhaps if I'd been unlucky I would have had to walk home, perhaps I would have inhaled some nasty smoke, and if I was very unlucky I might have got some shrapnel in the head, and then you'd all miss me. But London's a big place, and as it happens I wasn't among those 37.
It occured to me that we have lost the 'War on Terror', simply by declaring it. Firstly, it is impossible to win. In a normal war, one side is weakened significantly and then surrenders. In this war, 'an estimated 10-15 people' can paralyze a major city. We won't catch every last terrorist. And by trying, we cause terrorism, as terrorism is the act of causing fear. We make our minorities and neighbours all around the world fearful of our invasions, our secret police, our 21st century gulags, and then some of them wonder what they could do about it. When our leaders tell us of threats and warnings and alerts and we go home and think about how to make sure our children are completely safe, then the terrorists gain a victory. If we think we won't go out, won't travel and look at our neighbours more suspiciously, then terrorism has won. Life is inherently risky- there are many ways you could go. Yes, you could be torn to bits by bits of metal from a quasi-Muslim's bomb, on the other hand, you could fall down the stairs.
I have tremendous sympathy for the dead, the injured, the traumatised, the relatives. But this is a tiny tragedy. Bali was a small tragedy. Even September 11th was relatively minor. A greater one sears across the underdeveloped world every day, whether that be in Sudan or in the homeless on your high street. If we really profess that we hold human life dearly and wish to combat those who don't, we should be pressurising our governments and corporations for fairer trade laws and better aid, and justice for all at home, rather then pushing more money into making our saccharine western lives even safer.

long live angst

2005-07-07T01:02:14Z

One of the many benefits of low self-esteem is that it's hard to be hurt by people. If someone insults you, you agree. You nod along to back-handed comments and clever little remarks. You can smile into hostile eyes. I'm a pretentious, arrogant twat? Excellent. I wouldn't have *that problem*? Of course, never.
Only one person has really realised that I'm in a bit of a bad state, that was my best friend at music school, who left before I answered her to go and lick her new boyfriend's face for a while. So yes. Saturday morning I was feeling more or less the worst I have since I can remember. I sat underneath a table at music school for ages and was almost crying... and I don't cry. Not about myself, at anyrate. 'Grave of the Fireflies' managed to induce the tear glands, but never myself.
Right now I'm OK. Pretty apathetic I guess. I'd just love to curl up into a ball and sleep a few hundred years really. Get myself a new crowd... or maybe... anyone got a spare room over there in Aus?

penguinjoeley @ 2005-06-25T19:50:00

2005-06-25T19:06:32Z

One thing that concerns me is that seem to have no emotional connection to anyone. My friends and my family are (normally) great people, and I admire, respect and care about them greatly. But I can't say that I have any 'love' or anything. I don't think so. I'm fairly sure I could just ditch them and go and live in Canada or something and I'd be fine. I'd need my cuddly duck (Ducky, the only one who's stuck with me through thick and thin). My range of emotions seems to be- content, depressed, infatuated or apathetic.
Therefore, friendships hurt. I can understand what others are feeling and why and how, but I myself am uninspired by it. It hurts to be with people because, often, I wish I wasn't. It's frustrating. I often do enjoy other people's company; I like talking and doing things with them, but when it comes to ritual teenage actions of shopping or just 'hanging out', I find it boring.
I think I've been putting on a sham for years. I've been striving to be a normal, very sociable person, but it's a form of self-abuse, really. It drives me nuts to be surrounded by extreme emotion everywhere, and to myself feel detached. It's like trying to hear when you're deaf of wondering what blue is when you're colourblind.
I probably am exaggerating slightly and may think this all a little silly next week. But for now, this is how I feel and it's something I've been thinking about many times this week, in between exams (which have all gone very well). So yes. God bless apathy.

penguinjoeley @ 2005-06-14T22:32:00

2005-06-14T21:39:10Z

"Tchaikovsky thought of committing suicide for fear of being discovered as a homosexual, but today, if you are a composer and not homosexual, you might as well put a bullet through your head"

bee-oot-ih-fool. ahh...

Thankyou steppi for introducing me to placebo. Brian Molko is oh so sexy. my God he's gorgeous... plus he has a cool voice and writes good songs. some bitches have it all.

Life is life, meh. Exams, pretending to do revision, feeling guilty about not doing revision... yes. living for the 27th right now. 14 exams left.

penguinjoeley @ 2005-06-08T22:32:00

2005-06-08T21:39:07Z

that sounds like us, doesn't it, steppi? :P

ok, enough with the stupid quizzing. i can't be bothered to talk much and my life's boring anyway. exams have all gone well, i'm pleased, blah, 5 down another 15 to go, hurrah. yes. end of story.
:) i'm feeling better by the way :)

penguinjoeley @ 2005-06-07T10:52:00

2005-06-07T09:54:37Z

Fairly Feminine
You are 39% male!

If you're a guy: You seem to be very in touch with your feminine side. Sissy.

If you're a girl: You exhibit a lot of girly traits, but not excessively. Good for you.

Note: 0% male means you're all female, 100% male means you're all male. Okcupid won't let me change the name of the variable depending on your score.

My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender:

You scored higher than 10% on male

Link: The What Gender Are You? Test written by leop123 on Ok Cupid

JOELEY IS A GIRL!! JOELEY IS A GIRL!!! (but we all knew that anyway)

penguinjoeley @ 2005-06-04T22:16:00

2005-06-04T21:23:14Z

Man. Why am I feeling unhappy. I'm not the person who gets unhappy, not anymore. It was all under control, I made myself just accept all the crap and carry on, focusing on the good stuff. I'd been doing that for months, and it worked, it worked so well. And now I've been getting moody and weird again and I don't like it and right now I'm really feeling low grr.
My friends are all being idiots and I don't understand them and I'm hacked off with exams and really beginning not to care. I just want to go to sleep for a while, say until July. With love, Joeley.

penguinjoeley @ 2005-05-17T22:56:00

2005-05-17T21:58:55Z

Heya. Yeah, the other thing has all blown over. Apparently she wasn't really that annoyed. It's all my sister's fault. She made me afraid. She doesn't understand, noooooo...

Anyway. Since that I've done... stuff. Had my Italian oral exam last... tuesday. La mia professoressa me dica che ho fatto bene (my teacher said I did well). I begin 'study leave' tomorrow and have my first exam on tuesday- music.

I woke up at 4 o'clock last friday morning and started writing music. Which was a good thing, as I had a composing lesson at 11 and hadn't written anything that week yet. So yeah, wrote a cool little solo soprano saxaphone piece... I think that darling Jeffery liked it, yay :) It's called Bluebells...

My life's pretty boring at the moment, actually. *muses* 'tis probably a good thing.

It's niall and isobel's 6-month anniversary tomorrow. I hope he's remembered to do something for her. Actually, i hope he hasn't, because i might just get her all to myself.

(Isn't Steppi sexy?)

Joel

penguinjoeley @ 2005-05-03T21:52:00

2005-05-03T20:46:58Z

*moronic grin* it's ok. i haven't fucked it all up too much. and i really don't wanna talk about it. she just kinda said 'just forget it joel' but obviously i won't and she won't. geh. silly little boy.

penguinjoeley @ 2005-05-03T01:17:00

2005-05-03T00:24:06Z

*The Saga of Joel, Niall, his lover (girlfriend, in less dramatic terms (also called Isobel)), and Samantha/Ladybug/Bumblebee, the boy's English teacher*

Firstly: it is a well known fact that Niall loveth Samantha from the bottom of his heart and that Isobel will be in the gutter as soon as she is his.

Secondly: at a party on saturday night, James Vaughan Jones, an unimportant third party in the overall saga, did take Niall's phone and send forthwith the message to Ladybug; 'heya sexy'.

Thirdly: unaware of this and egged on by Isobel, I sent the following message to Bumblebee on sunday night; 'heya sam sexy, just wondering if you wanted to come to a picnic tomorrow, you can meet your competition, aka niall's gf. hyde park station at 12. cya! joeley xxxx'

Fourthly: I have school again in 7 hours and I am feeling sick. WHY IS JOEL SUCH A SILLY LITTLE BOY???? WHY DOES JOEL DESIRE TO CAUSR HAVOC IN EVERY PLACE HE VISITS??????? WHY IS JOEL SUCH A SILLY LITTLE BOY?????? I'm going to go in first thing and try and supplicate her for mercy! and by lud I need it. It perhaps isn't quite as bad as it seems. She is close to our class and is used to us doing the randomest things. but not this and not personal like this! whywhywhy?? *sigh* O mon seigneur Dieu... idiot. idiotidiotidiot. She didn't reply to either of the messages, so she obviously didn't find them funny. Geh! why did i betray her trust... she gave me the number and trusted me to have some respect. Perhaps if it was just one of us she might be vaguely alright with it but two unrelated incidents on two separate nights means trouble. arghhhhhhhhhhhh. je ne vais pas dormir. I feel sick.

On top of this i have my first ever detention tomorrow. For not coming to an italian oral practise. Well, i came, but i couldn't find my teacher. But apparently she was there. Geh. arggggghhhhhhhh i'm going to have to get someone to forge my mother's signature on the detention card.

Please someone come online and tell me it's ok. pleeeeassse.

penguinjoeley @ 2005-04-17T21:42:00

2005-04-17T21:53:44Z

Hey y'all. I've had an interesting few days, which I think I will relate to you at length, just to be annoying.

Yeah. Back at schoolblah. It's OK. I'm just not doing any work yet, first exam in three weeks... Italian Oral. then two weeks until Music and my three English papers. Then another month, with just four exams, then twelve exams in six days. I'll do some revision eventually, but right now there are more important things.

I was out friday night-saturday morning at an all-night vigil for trade justice. T'was awesome. I started out with a group from my church, then my sister and her boyfriend came a bit later, then they left and I met up with a friend of mine who was with the Quaker Youth Movement. Their main religious act seems to be sitting in circles, smoking pot and singing songs. BTW I've decided to be a Quaker :)
Yeah. That was awesome... There was a vigil outside Whitehall, which is where the Home Office is... and there were films showing and a workshop on african drumming :S but we couldn't get into those, maaassssive queues. There were 3 times more people than they were expecting, so most of the time we were just sitting on some random grass talking about stuff. We got a free fairtrade breakfast! Because the queues for the cafe were too long, they were giving people in the queue food! I got a chocolate and raisin geobar, a banana, some orange juice and some coffee :) fairtrade food actually tastes better too. Perhaps it's all in the mind, but hey, still tastes better. And then at 6:30am we marched past Tony Blair's house, and we were right at the front :) and my rallying cry got taken up by the crowd! 'Wake Up Blair, Make Trade Fair' and I was carrying a placard saying 'Quakers for Trade Justice', which I'd stolen from a real quaker. Then as soon as it ended I jumped on a train home and picked up my guitar and composing folder, then legged it back into London for my conducting lesson at 9:30... I then had a cool day at music school, it was great to see my darling Jeanine again :) she's very huggable. It was also great to see my composing teacher again, Jeffery :) he looks very huggable to, i've never actually properly hugged him *sigh*. I eventually succumbed to sleep after 30 hours, during one of my breaks, i curled up in our posse's little hideaway. Then a friend of mine came in and thought I was dead and woke me up, dammit. I was much more tired after that, i was doing fine until then. I got home at 3:30 tho, and slept 5 hours then got up and played bass for a bit then slept for another 8 hours and then went and spent most of sunday at church, playing my 3 string bass, as I'd broken the 'E' string. And now I'm here, and being... very confused by certain people on the net.

I never listened when my english teacher talked about paragraphs.

Joeleyxxx

penguinjoeley @ 2005-04-11T22:38:00

2005-04-11T22:12:44Z

helluva long time, no LJ. have been away, composing. and then i went to a christian conference thingy. but one at a time joel, one at a time...
NYO was OK. i didn't get much written, which sucked a bit, but i learnt a lot, which is more important. we wrote pieces that are gonna be played in trafalgar square to mark Britain's presidency of the EU on july 1st. apparantly it's going to be televised and stuff. they were just little, frothy brass pieces, nothing special. but they 'showcased' british youth, seeing as they were being performed by under-19s too, so hopefully they'll get done. fun fun. and i wrote a little percussion piece... that took longer to perform than it did to write. it was written to a brief- between 1 and 2 minutes long, using only fortissimo or fortississimo (very loud or very very loud), but with 70% silence. i had 23 seconds silence, followed by a 3 second cymbal roll, that followed by a 1 second triangle roll. they were then left to ring on. when those sounds had died, the performers had to wait a further 30 seconds. the first time, everyone was giggling, but the second time there was silence... and it was rather beautiful, there was one very high note souding from the triangle, and another very high note and a faint rustle form the cymbal... wow. sound is awesome.

i fell in love with a welsh tuba player called Maelyr. he's very tall, has lots of hair, is so warm and gentle, musical and intelligent, and incredibly huggable. wow.
and i also got pretty close to a welsh harpist called Elfair. (they all have great names!!!) welsh harpists are so annoying. you try and talk to two of them, and they suddently start talking welsh to each other. drives you nuts. grr. they're lovely tho. yeah. and she straightented my hair. there is a photo of it somewhere, if i ever get it i'll put it up, it looked awesome in a quite horrible sort of way :)
and there was also a short japanese clarinet player called anna. she was really small and sweet, but every now and then she just shouts out 'bollocks!!' and she's always bobbing up and down. it makes you a bit sea-sick.

wow. people are cool :)

then the Christian camp thing was good. Spring Harvest. met some cool people. i don't really have many christian friends... the other young people at my church are a bit... boring. at least there are young people there, somewhat goes against the trend, heh.

i hope my parents never find this. it might throw up some interest quesions, into my bisexuality and drunknen antics. perhaps i should go friends only. how do you go friends only? poor, stupid me. ah well. *sigh* goodnite, my friends. and enemies, who are watching me at every turn... :P

penguinjoeley @ 2005-03-22T15:40:00

2005-03-22T23:51:03Z

Long time no LJ. fun fun. erm... I finish term tomorrow, going away on a music course on saturday... sister coming back on friday so I'll see her for a bit :) some friends are taking me to Camden market after school tomorrow- we finish at noon. I suppose most of my readers are Australian so I may have to explain... Camden market is a slightly dodgy place where loads of slightly odd people go to take drugs, basically. Or buy... 'cheap' stuff. Everyone says it's really cool tho, I've never been.
yeah. and on Thursday i'm going to see a film with this girl called Daz... and we're just going as friends but i really don't know if she 'likes me'.

i thought something. i don't 'fancy ppl' the way that everyone else seems to. I don't get much phyiscal attraction to people... unless i'm drunk :P... but I seem to, I dunno. something. I do find people beautiful, of either gender, but I don't take that as a basis for, I dunno, wanting a relationship. It's probably a good thing. meh. there's one person i think this will be interesting to... the rest of you can just forget it. meh.

penguinjoeley @ 2005-03-12T22:29:00

2005-03-12T23:04:30Z

Hehe. Today was cool too. The girl I made the cake for liked it and loves me and all is good. Hurrah! I was also a very very naughy boy, I went out with a couple of my friends during a 2-hour long break I have in my day and one of them bought some beer and we each drank it. 2 pints at 11:30 in the morning. T was rather tipsy, I'm rather a lightweight. really a lightweight. Man, rebellion feels good. Meh. Thing is, when I'm drunk/tipsy, I can still think fine, I just find it harder than normal to speak or move. I just lose so much coordination. I mean, I was trying to have a debate about modern classical music with someone and I was thinking all the right words but they just didn't come out. Fun fun.

I'm currently writing a string quartet... called Lux Aeterna, that's Latin, meaning eternal light. There's a piece of plainchant which has the words (translated) 'Eternal light, shine for them Lord, with Your saints forever, because you are merciful... Eternal rest grant them, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon them...' I've taken the melody of the plainchant and used it as the basis for the piece, I've harmonised it atonally and taken the melodic contours and stuff from it. The piece is going good.
It's a memorial for a friend of mine who died of brain cancer a few months ago... he was in his first year of Music at uni when they diagnosed him. I wasn't a close friend atall, but he was one of the kindest, gentlest and most fun people to be around and so many people loved him, but he really touched me. He never cared that he was 4 years older, he just treated me like a friend and the times we had together, albeit too few, will stick with me. When I heard he was diagnosed as terminal... I cried more than I remember having cried, I think... But, I am a christian, of sorts :P and I believe, well, it's not the end... 'it's just the beginning' hehe, cheese... and this piece of music wanted to communicate... I guess hope. Light in darkness and such other cliches. Sometimes the darkness is so great and in your face and the light seems so far away but it's still there. I wanted to show it...
I didn't see him before he died... it came very quickly. I heard about his new diagnosis just before my mock exams started, and a couple of days after as I was about to try and arrange to see him I heard that he had died. It's one of a few things I regret... but it's in the past now. Please remember him, Edd Burrell. So many loved him that he will not be fogotten while we still live.

That was long. :)

Joeley

penguinjoeley @ 2005-03-12T00:25:00

2005-03-12T00:30:30Z

heya y'all. today was meant to be the first rehearsal for our band... but i forgot to bring my bass amp and none of us could really be bothered so we just ended up having a big pile up on Hugo's bed. and then Niall's girlfriend came over and ended up sitting on my chest putting sellotape on my face while i tried to kick James in the face with my free leg. People are cool.

I've just made a birthday cake for my coooolest friend at my music school and it should be nice, albeit a bit small. mmm cake.

Life is good and always getting better.

And I'm so blessed with so many great people...

penguinjoeley @ 2005-03-08T00:46:00

2005-03-08T00:41:21Z

w00t just had a midnight pasta binge. that's where i sneak downstairs when everyone else is asleep and make myself more pasta than my mum would normally let me have. yummy.

perhaps i love too much and perhaps that will lead to my downfall. but if love doesn't, something else will and so i will live and love extravagantly. for now.

penguinjoeley @ 2005-02-16T23:11:00

2005-02-16T23:20:04Z

Hey there.

Got relatives over at the moment- 2nd cousins. actually, they're 3rd cousins too... long story... which doesn't involve inbreeding, don't worry :) . Yeah. They're cool. We were playing MarioKart 64 earlier... it's what we used to do, when they came here pretty often. That game was made in 1996! I remember it being the height of cool and technology...
I wrote a song about all this time stuff :) I'm missing two lines though... dammit...

I went to the playground, where I spent so many childhood days
The swings are empty, and on the slide a lone child plays

I got to the roundabout. I gave a push and I began to spin
The blues and reds swimming on all sides, the swirling colours twisting in
My adolescent brain

And as I was twirling, I heard my mother call my name
I turned around, and went, I left behind my childish game
Things were changing, but I wanted them to be the same
Everything changes, but some things stay the same

I feel like I’m old now, as we grow up, how time flies
It’s soaring away on the wind, and the brightness in me dies

(this line coming soon!! any suggestions? please? please please please???)

And I don’t give a damn about money, love or fame
They don’t interest me, I just wanna play my childish game
Things are changing, but I want them to be the same
Everything changes, but some things stay the same

Sorry, that was a little bit more angsty than normal... I'm not a fan of angst, in general... I've just not go anything to be angsty about :)

My friend Jamesey got back from Venice yesterday! That guy is too cool. He played all the sixth-form girls videos of me singing songs... and one of me sitting on the floor in a biology lesson... and he's really in love with a girl who doesn't know about it. Lud, he's adorable. He was gonna record me singing all my songs on friday... he's got a professional microphone and Cubase and everything. But he's too busy, dammit. Ah well. Still time. Perhaps.

Yeah. So. Seeya!

penguinjoeley @ 2005-02-10T23:56:00

2005-02-10T23:54:25Z

Hello!
I've only really registered because there are some people whose friends lists I need to be on to see what their lives are really like.
So yeah.
This page may be kinda boring, my life is good, I don't have anything to put here really :)

Love,
Joeley

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