I'm guessing it's not too shocking, when I share that my summer of 2012 was not spent as well as it could've been. If you know me, you'll know I tend to spend a lot of my time doing things that involve a lack of face-to-face socialization: writing, reading, playing guitar, talking to internet friends, listening to music. As much as I enjoy talking to people, if they don't invite me out, I'm not going anywhere.
And that summer, to be frank, I didn't really go anywhere. Which is why I plan on making this summer perfect - or rather, as close to perfect I can get, in North East England. Don't get me wrong, I did find it respectably enjoyable sitting on my lazy arse all day, reblogging and Tweeting and so on, but this year, I plan on being a bit more.. spontaneous. I want to go on adventures.
You know the kind: morning walks, inside jokes, perfect playlists. That last one means a lot to me, honestly. So much, that, using my excessive spare time, I have compiled and composed a list of songs adding up to this playlist, named Peach Squash Sunday.
During the summer, I also plan to do stuff I wouldn't usually do (go outside, ha), though I guess I'm yet to decide the extent of what exactly I'd be doing. I have always wanted to busk, but I'm too scared to sing in front of people. What if I can't sing and play guitar, at the same time? What if I mess up? What if I'm terrible? This is something for the daredevil Amy to discuss with herself, not me. Two different people, completely.
Of course, the only people holding up this entire plans, are my friends. It'd be a bit sad if I had to do all this stuff by myself, and would also make a few of my plans near impossible. Or they would at least make me look a bit crazy, which I suppose I am. However, that's irrelevant right now.
All in all, I want a good summer. I just hope that isn't too much to ask for.
And that summer, to be frank, I didn't really go anywhere. Which is why I plan on making this summer perfect - or rather, as close to perfect I can get, in North East England. Don't get me wrong, I did find it respectably enjoyable sitting on my lazy arse all day, reblogging and Tweeting and so on, but this year, I plan on being a bit more.. spontaneous. I want to go on adventures.
You know the kind: morning walks, inside jokes, perfect playlists. That last one means a lot to me, honestly. So much, that, using my excessive spare time, I have compiled and composed a list of songs adding up to this playlist, named Peach Squash Sunday.
- I Will Be Blessed by Ben Howard
- Shuffle by Bombay Bicycle Club
- Atlas Hands by Benjamin Francis Leftwich
- Come Talk To Me by Bon Iver
- When They Fight, They Fight by Generationals
- Place To Be by Nick Drake
- Eight Days A Week by The Beatles
- Oh, It Is Love by HelloGoodbye
During the summer, I also plan to do stuff I wouldn't usually do (go outside, ha), though I guess I'm yet to decide the extent of what exactly I'd be doing. I have always wanted to busk, but I'm too scared to sing in front of people. What if I can't sing and play guitar, at the same time? What if I mess up? What if I'm terrible? This is something for the daredevil Amy to discuss with herself, not me. Two different people, completely.
Of course, the only people holding up this entire plans, are my friends. It'd be a bit sad if I had to do all this stuff by myself, and would also make a few of my plans near impossible. Or they would at least make me look a bit crazy, which I suppose I am. However, that's irrelevant right now.
All in all, I want a good summer. I just hope that isn't too much to ask for.
PEACH SQUASH SUNDAY WILL BUSK/TOUR
ReplyDeleteWE REALLY SHOULD AS WELL, I'VE STARTED THE CHORD SEQUENCE AND FINGER-PICKING ON THE UKIP SONG, AND ACTUALLY WANT TO RECORD IT INTO AUDACITY.
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