YOU MAKE ME FEEL IMAGINARY

On a recent positive note, I have not completely disappeared from the Internet.

What I wore to a family-friend's dinner a while ago. Won't bore you with the details, but just know that it went down as relative-type gatherings usually do for me: slowly.

Well, it seems that I kept my 'post once a week' routine up for a while before being bombarded by the ever-growing threat that is Year 12 (props to me). Even though I missed last week, I don't want it to become habitual to delay writing because I really do love it. I guess it just takes a long time to put a post together. 

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My musical obsession of late has morphed from The Wombats into Peace. I cannot stop watching their performance at Reading Festival last year – my God, it takes my breath away that they can be so perfect on stage. I feel jealous of anyone that had the pleasure of being there (quite a number of people, it seems, judging by the linked video). 
     I started listening to them back in January when life was bliss and I was on a long drive to New South Wales in the summer. Back then, I only had a handful of songs by Peace, all from the album In Love. My favourite song of theirs (at that time) was probably either 'Follow Baby', 'Drain' or 'Waste of Paint'. Something about Peace screams 'so-not-this-decade teen angst' – an impression delivered both by the quietly anxious lyrics, and the funky bass solos meaning you can't help but dance. 
     Now, I've moved on to Happy People, their most recent album. I AM OBSESSED. There is not a single song that I find unpleasant to listen to, which is a difficult thing to achieve in my books. Although I don't listen to 'Fur' or 'The Music Was To Blame' as much as the others, I still like them – I suppose I'm just much more of a musically upbeat person. The lyrics are as appealingly relevant as ever, and as I listen to it every morning at 7am on the train to school, I fight the urge to move my shoulders to each song. Please give it a listen some time.

Post title lyrics are from 'Imaginary' – one of my favourites. I wouldn't be able to pick a single favourite song from the album if I tried.

In other news, I now write for an online art and culture magazine: 'SAD GIRL' (no... it's not about depression... it's a cool name... let it go). I saw their advertisement via Instagram looking for new writers, and initially passed up the offer, thinking a) I would never get the gig, and b) it wouldn't do anything for me. Nevertheless, I continued thinking about it, and four days after I saw the ad, I decided to put in an application. Incidentally, I ended up being one of ten writers (presumably out of a hundred or more) chosen to join the team. I was incredibly happy and realised that my initial assumptions were both wrong: I was noticed, and it will be another place that I get to publish my writing – of course I'll get something out of it. 
     SAD GIRL publishes once every season and is run by two American (I think??) teens my age, Ale and Abby. It's weird to think that I could be given such a great opportunity to get my name out into the world, and I'll definitely be making the most of it. ✦