Future

Today i decided to go it alone.

You can check back with me at a later date, and we'll see ho much about myself i found out.

Searching for home begins now.

Love.

Sleep

or so much a lack of it, i seem to have forgotten how to sleep during these past few weeks, i eman here i am at 3am listening to Kevin Devine , scanning through anything i can find on the internet, i have to be up in three hours... THREE HOURS!

i don't complain though, tomorrow is going to be so much fun, i have managed to find an i.d in Steve's, convince the bouncers in 22, and its all gooooood! so i hope, i hope, oh dear God i hope.

I thinking of picking up the acoustic guitar again this summer, i miss the solitude of doing things solo, well it wasn't really solitude as i have stefan behind me, hitting various percussion things, but i miss the rawness of acoustic, expect me singing alot of songs this summer. I have alot of things to sing about, its been a big year!.

And funnily enough it seems i'm back where i was two years ago, and honestly,

i have no problem with that at all :)

who really makes progress anyways ?!

this is Tom, still loving life, and can't wait to see Brand New tomorrow!

"have faith" as a increasingly good friend told me today

x

Vibing

im so excited for this friday! Brand New, Birmingham, Propaganda, Stefans 19th

MESS!

I woke up and i smell like fire, i feel like fire, expect the outcome in a couple of months x

!Mystery

As much as I hate to play all secretive, there are some deadly secrets spawning around at this point in time, i dot feel guilty because its well deserved, life starts now, and stress ends about now too.

Onto making this worth living.

Expect a bang x

A blast from the past

i honestly loved last night and i miss those people too much!

a well needed bizarre break!

im still pissed! Band practice later, the new songs are POP!

LML! x

To some up current events

i went back to school on monday and have found that three of my four subjects are basically in productivity limbo for the next four weeks, yet i have to go in as im poor and i need that £30 EMA money, woe is me...

I've also come to the conclusion that i would gladly cut out this next year of my life and head straight to Uni, Band, whatever, i can't be bothered to sit through the monotony that has become Stanborough sixth form, in fact general 6th form life, i hate three of my four subjects, and i'm gravely disappointed in the other.

On the plus side, i have been ultra productive, cutting it fine with writing new songs, set is almost done, time to practice and its about that time where i get to play "That Guy" the "Pushy, nagging, focus on the band because he blatantly has nothing else in his life and no prospects blah blah blah" i get to play that guy for the next month. Fun Times.

Introducing the topic that has literally been haunting me since discovering, im going to a party on friday with basically everyone from my old school year group, i left in year 9 and have not spoken to anyone since, bar a few. I have o idea what they think of me now or will think of me and i'm nervous beyond belief. I feel like its my first day at a new school, which is so ironic its ridiculous.

This week i received some really nice recognition, which has given a well needed measure of hope. On many occasions i reassured myself that the past should definitely stay dead, and that i have great friends lurking where i didn't expect.

And found enough time to say FUCKING READING 09! FUCKING TOUR!

i hate life...

i love life.

Sink or Swin

Today i jumped in a massive lake, long story short i smell.

but all worth it for the Bros Beer and Michael Jackson session

Im Bad.