Jacques-Yves Cousteau was amongst the first to mingle with the beautiful, beautiful aliens amongst us and that makes he totally awesome. Monsieur Cousteau also got practically canonised by Wes Anderson and Bill Murray and that makes him doubly devine. And sometimes I wish I was a marine biologist or underwater Mario, particularly during maths nowadays...



Have a lovely weekend fine internet folk:)

p.s. I had to repost this because blogger seems to hate me right now, so thanks Ella and Prateeti for your comments^^

p.p.s. this song is really nice.

p.p.p.s. who suddenly has a massive urge to watch Grease?

Like just then I opened this mysterious black box and to my surprise, the highest indicator of young love, circa nineteen-eighty-something, came pouring out/ I opened this (still) mysterious black box and to my surprise found a bunch of mixtapes my father made my mother during the the time they were all boyfriend-girfriend. This: a) makes me feel like smiling and sighing and vomiting (joy) all at once;  b) here is the playlist for side "A" of "for Jeanne":

and c) I've decided to move to the 80s there were relaxed laws on neon. Goodbye and have a lovely weekend:)

Once you get past the initial tedium, masses are really quite beautiful; the stained glass windows, people joining hands in song and just the fact that everybody there is filled with nothing but wishes, love and gratitude should be enough to give you faith in anything. I mean, I'm not the most religious of people and I pity those that comply with every single thing the bible shoves at them BUT I pity those more who don't have any- belief that is. It's saddening too that having faith in God or anything is enough to make you uncool. So with people being so bloody nihilistic and taking everything for face value it's no wonder our society is seeing more suicides than ever. And, I just don't know about people who bluntly say "religion is a load of crap" because they are the same people who don't believe in what they can't touch.. my Saturday has been pretty weird. Also, yellow and glitter is the new everything over here.

I think I will now join the masses in song and talk about my new found hate for Mondays because boy, do they suck hard! What used to be the perfect combination of poetry and paint and giggling til my stomach felt like it was going to explode is now this: bleak walls with teachers that foam at the mouth when trying to drill my brain with logarithms, tabernacles and feeling like a 3rd wheel. Today was particularly bleh but ANYWAY HI! How are you? Here guys and gals, I made a playlist of songs that I think would be positively great in accompanying psychic-zombie-seals' comical world domination crusade:

...one of them is art class. BRB, promise:)