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Cycling to Paris

the nights are short and the days are long

#19

dear oh dear. have you ever listened to a song and you think "my life could be defined by it"? maybe not, but i think these days every song i listen to could be playing in the background, or so i'd like.

and now i'm listening to another one. it's a bit annoying, cause when it happens, i'm normally writing up on this, and because i like the songs so much, i can never concentrate so i don't know what to write about. but i feel like i should write something.

i'm in quite a huggy mood at the moment. i don't know why, cause i never used to be, but i just like hugging people. i guess it's just something nice - like if you're feeling down, just have a hug, and you feel comforted or safe. either way, it's something everyone should enjoy.

i love it when you can hear the lyrics of an acoustic song properly. i don't know why (i don't know that much this evening), and i know it's something simple, but it's nice to hear and partially understand what you're listening to. shame you can't sing with a keyboard.

i miss being in glan llyn. i didn't think the holiday on a whole was that great, but the area itself is stunning. the lake, and then the fields and the farms and whatnot. i really enjoyed the walk we did around the lanes and up through the fields when we were there.

this is quite good considering that i'm listening to one of my favourite songs (Say Hello Wave Goodbye - David Gray). and everytime i yawn, i remember a school holiday i went on. the london trips, both the english one and the hanes one, were good for different reasons. the english one was good because it was interesting being at the globe theatre, and then the hanes one was good because i got to spend time with someone, even though nothing became of it.

anyway, enough about that. i've just had another good flashback. i think it was after the ospreys game, maybe, and we had just come out of the arms park, and we were running down to the train station from westgate street, when me, jack and rory crossed over before huw and dale could, and we ran off with the ball, kicking it at busses and over signs. those are the times that i'll remember. fantastic.

bring out the mclachlan. and then there was america with the walks to times square. to be fair to the school, they set up some blinding trips. the skiing holiday was probably the best. it had its ups and downs, but the ups were way greater than the downs. myn, i loved that place - the people were great, the food was lush, everything about the place was spot on. maybe i should call it quits there for tonight. see what the next song is...

a guillemots one. worth staying up for? of course. bugger. i just had - BEER! that's the one. i almost forgot what i was going to talk about. so yeah. Beer. that was good. the weather was good, even when it rained. cannot fault the place. myn. that place was my summer. even though we were only there for two weeks, and i was peeling like nothing you've ever seen before, it was probably the best family holiday in ages. the best bits were when we were on the beach when the sun went down and when we were in the pub, playing our own darts game and watching rugby whilst drinking stella. and who would forget the indian? talking of indian, that reminds me of the italian restaurant we went to in berlin. osteria no.1 - the highlight of the trip. the food was great, and we met miss james' german sister, merna, who was lovely. she was stunning as well. yeah, if you ever want to get a german girl to laugh, just talk about spezis and schwip-schwops. guaranteed results.

ah, a titan of a song now - Speeding Cars by Imogen Heap. i was unsure about it to start off with because it's got a high chorus, but the intro and the verses are great. there. made it to the big 1-2. now i am going to go to bed because i need what little sleep i'm leaving myself with. night.

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