Refined Rock

I dream about what could have been...I wish I could have been a front woman of a sick as rock band where I could be totally dramatic, opinionated and worshipped by boys and girls alike.

I can't sing.....my main issue. I guess there is no point in regretting the lack of dedication I had to the singing lessons I did in year 9...whoops.

I will still dream though.

I have my theatre play this week. I'm in a pretty random head space about it. It requires so much emotional energy, I'm not yet prepared to give it all.

I hope everyone's awesome.

I bought a sick gold/silver knit oversized jumper....it has a zip on it...oh yeah.

Adam is a legend.
Liv is a baby.
Tess is golden.
Em is so happy.
Amy is a woman.

I think they're the only people who read my blog. Sick. Hey guys.

I think I'm losing my voice again...shit.