morning lullaby

Just because I haven't posted any pictures of myself I dedicate this series to today. 
Only took 10 seconds to compose. Unlike Steely Dan that has taken me countless hours.

getting there

I managed to force myself to wake up at 8 today. Which is better than what I've accoplished for the last whole week. 


The burlesque class last night was a lot of fun with the girls. Wouldn't mind going back there, but once again we can state the fact that it's boring to be a poor student. 

I have prepared some questions for a meeting later today, that hopefully will ease my headache for the whole PP thing. One can dream at least. 

Can't wait to train today too, leg days are the best days. 

I have decided that this will be the last week I put into my short score for Steely Dan. One can only try so many times before it becomes worse than in was to start with. Then I will spend the next week getting all the horns into place and boom, assignment over. 

I do have a future plan for the next assignments, and maybe a little inspiration too?

Have I told you lately?

Internet has been running bad for me lately. 

Just a few things to mention. 

This week I'm sooooo freaking tired. Doesn't matter how many good hours of sleep I get, it's still so hard to wake up. Can it be the lack of sweets and chocolate? Or maybe just that I don't eat enough or something? Or I need a week of sun therapy? I don't know, it's annoying though. 

Studying is going okay, though I'm not really enjoying the process. 
My vocal classes are going really well, but still I feel like I can't project that in front of the band and the tutor. This sucks big time and makes me rather miserable, especially on Mondays. 

Tonight I'm going to a burlesque class. It's free, so why not? I need something fun and different. Plus it can't harm to learn how to master a pair of high heels.

And last but not least, I have a new desktop background. I've always used photos I've taken myself, though I felt like I needed a man to look at for a while. 

Movie night

I went to see Django tonight. It was really good and I enjoyed doing something on my own that did not include school work or training... Though I'm looking forward to train tomorrow.

Time for bed. Good night people.

movie night?

The idea of going to the cinema just hit me. So many films I'd like to see, but they're screening Les Misérables at 17.45 today at Rich Mix, close to here. I unless I'll find someone that wants to go with me I might just go on my own. I quite like so do these kind of things alone sometimes. Last time was while travelling three years ago.

as the sun is setting I'm in my PJ's, still.

Woke up just before 9 am and tried to stay in bed. I managed half an hour before I just had to get out. 

Been doing my Samba draft, which is almost done now, and worked on the Steely Dan score a bit today. I'm close to the result I want, but I still need to sort out some chords, and the bassline.

I still haven't been outside and the sun is now setting. Oh well. I have been quite productive today so I can't feel too bad about it.

Managed to Skype with my dad and stepmum. Always nice.
I might try to get dressed and walk down to Tesco. Though I know I will be soooo tempted to buy any kind of sweets. Day three has been good without, but I'd still very much like to have some sweets, so I'm not ready for it yet.

as for my friday

Today has just passed by without me really doing anything special. Band rehearsal 10-13 was good but maybe a little sloppy at times, but what can you do really on a Friday morning, when the band itself in incomplete and 25% of the rest was hungover from the night before? Not much but to enjoy it for what it is. 

Eh, I spent 3 hours at the gym, where I probably were chatting 1,5 hours away. Yes it happens. And I didn't have much of a plan for where to go. 

Ended up going to Lord Nelson, the pub, where I was enjoying company from my fellow musician friends. Quite the good time. And no drinks for me, back to the old self. 

Been skyping with my brother tonight, always nice to hear what trouble he's been up to. And there's always something going on for him. At least one of us is having fun on a regular basis. Hopefully I can get both of my brothers to come visit me at some point, but trust me, that's probabaly gonna be harder work than the whole dergree I'm working my ass of for... 

Handsome

I got a little bit done, but I didn't get much wiser. 
Time for bed.

Junkie post

Acting like a proper junkie that's trying to quit the high. Haha, hasn't even been 24 hours since I ate sweets and chocolate and that's all I can think of at the moment. And I have liqourice down in the kitchen which I'm intending to give to my friend Andres. I'm better than this. I have control over my own life. Or do I really?

Anyways, it's really hard to concentrate, but I'm gonna get into the theoretical stuff now and end the night with a film or so, in myabe two hours.

training training training

Was gonna train my friend Joanna today, but she called it off last minute. Instead I trained myself really freaking hard, AND i didn't go buy chocolate afterwards. Intstead I'm not sitting eating mango, so tasty. 

I'm feeling slightly tired now, but I reckon I'll have a little rest before I get cracking. Practice first, then Steely Dan, Jazz and Clavé.

Wednesday

Today I've been singing more or less the whole day. It's so hard to go into study mode when I just wanna keep on practice. So I'll compromise with saying I'll sing today and tomorrow I'll get onto the theoretical stuff. 

hypez

I'm sitting in my room hyping about my recital set. I can't wait for it to happen. Still a bit of work to get done, and time is flyyying, but i reckon another two weeks and the set should be done. Just need to write that missing ballad.

Gonna eat lunch in a bit and head down to school, because I can't seem to practice in my room today.

Tuesday

Today I've been practicing loads. I have so much to work on and I just got a little hype today, good hype. 

The plan for tomorrow is simple:

Wake up and practice, and perhaps try to sort out my Steely Dan after the very little feedback I got from the tutor yesterday. Then sometime after lunch I'm gonna go to the gym and use their studio to practice some dancing. I've got permission to use it when no class is held, which is freaking brilliant. 

Then I'm gonna go back into practice mode. I know at some point I should to some research for out Music Business idea. Which, still, in my oppinion is bullshit. Can you imagine I study a music degree, but 25% of my grades depends on this Music Business module... and I'm stuck in finance and legal department... There's a reason I didn't go for economics.. duuuh!

Monday

As shitty as my Mondays always start I had such a nice day yesterday. I think you can see the improvement in my vocals and my vocal teacher is just amazing. 

Then the teacher led band thingy and I was happy when the dep for our teacher turned out to be another one than what was said in the first place. So that class turned out nice and relaxed, but still very productive. 

Gym when training legs is almost always wonderful, including last night. And I can feel today that I did a good job. 

Went to the pub with Joanna, only to say hi to the boys, but we ended up staying until 10 pm ish, though no drinks this Monday for me. Last Monday was enough for this month. Eh yeah. Good times. 


Found out that the class I though was booked for today is not until next week, so I woke up nice and early and have gotten loads of practicing done. And now I'm going back to it for another hours or so.

Burning down the house

Had such a fiery evening with the flat mates. Some pretty intense conversations and arguments over a sweet and perfect apple crumble. Before that it was fiery because I litterally ate pure cayenne pepper by mistake. 

Anyways... It's really nice when we all sit down togehter, though at some point there was just three people half screaming at eachother. But after hugging it out it was all good again. 

The internet has been down until just now, so all my plans of getting loads of work done this weekend is probably just be a short story. But I better get onto it.

The Queen and other people

Spent last night over at Joanna's. We drack shit loads of tea and talked so much crap that the Queen of England would never speak again if she was present. Such a good evening though. 

Then I spent half the night doing absolutely nothing on the computer. Woke up, went to the gym, and practiced and studied for most of the day. But I've reached a point where I need feedback and more clear instructions of how to go forward. I'm just a bit confused (and never mind bored) of the composition assignments. I do them now, but I will probably never ever, ever, touch anything close to it again in my entire life. I might be wrong, but I highly doubt that I will make music that was "big and unique" in the 70's. Sorry, I don't care that Steely Dan used a lot of Mu Major chord in different voicings and all that. There might be a reason why most people know who John Lennon is, and have no clue if you say Donald Fagen... Just saying.

fighter

Today has been a good day for studying and practicing. Though I realise that I have many hours ahead of me in both departments to get where I need to be in a couple of weeks and months. 

Training is going good, though it's all thanks to routine and dicipline. Lately I haven't been that inspired to be honest, though I seem to be training harder than ever. Well, at least my legs. 

wednesday

Spent most of my day in the Studio with the man himself. Re-recording and writing more on my first track. It's gonna be epic, and I can't wait to play it live. We spent a lot of time just playing around, but it's totally worth it. 

My session at the gym was pretty misserable. My legs are just too broken even to cry about, and I really didn't feel like training today. Yes it happens to me, believe it or not. But I did a little chest workout anyways. And then a lot of talking with one of the PT's. 

Just had dinner, with loads of carbs, which I don't really eat that much when I'm in London. So I'm pretty damn full at the moment. Gonna try to do a little school work and then crash into bed. I hope by tomorrow my pain in my legs will be managable!

night

I just came home from my "after workout" beer. It's 2.30 am and I'm rather tipsy. I bought myself one beer but ended up with 5 dispite my "no" for each and every one of them. 

So tonight I've been hanging with some guys from my year, and even though there was some real freaking hound moments, I enjoued myself. Plus I got to grill on of my teachers about grader and stuff. Well... at the end of the night... I'm not much wiser, to be honest. 

Now it's bedtime. 
Good night.

bedtime story

Time to go to bed. I've been chilling most of the evening. But now in the end I got a little carried away and wrote a few beautiful lines for my next song. I'm excited to show the producer friend this next week. Though I wanna focus on getting the first song down as a proper draft. 

Tomorrow I'm helping Marie at a photo shoot in the morning, before heading of drinking tea. Oh, I should probably say that the guy's name is Matt, in case he actually is a serial killer. 

Good night my loved ones.

Today for me, tomorrow for you

Today, both my rehearsal and my one to one was cancelled.. Or not confirmed properly. Just another ordinary day at LCCM i guess.. Not that I mind that much. Got loads of stuff done in the morning, and a good workout on top of that. 

I don't think what I had in mind for tonight is gonna happen, so I will have tonight with more work done. 

Tomorrow I'm meeting up with this random guy (guy number one in a previous post). A little lunch at some tea house he found. It's quite exciting. Though I hope he didn't have other things in mind but tea, bacause that's not gonna happen. Nah, I'm sure he's cool, and not a serial murderer.

Friday friday

I had a little sleep in today. And then I've only been productive since. Sent out my CV, working on my Steely Dan arrangement, got the wash machine spinning and now cleaning this place up a little. 

Heading to the gym in like one hour, then I have my one to one session at 3 pm. Oooh, wonder what this Friday has to give.

first week back

Okay, it's great to be back in school. Though I must say that some of the teachers are just so freaking bad that the clocks stops every time we have class. Which sucks, because 1. it's a lot of money we pay, 2. it makes it a lot harder to perform good in all out assignments and 3. it just shouldn't have to be this way. 

But I'm happy with the new band and we're doing an Acid Jazz gig on the 27th of February which I have good feelings about. Just need to work a lot! Which we're starting first thing tomorrow morning with a 3 hour rehearsal. I've almost learned the two songs I have to know for that. 

Eh, training is good. Got trained by Steve today, though I was a moody little cunt that couldn't turn off my emotions. But instead of giving out grief, as I usually do, I was mostly quiet. One work, starts on P, ends on eriod. Sucks big time like two days a month.

Got a few things sorted out today and I've decided on my second cover I'm gonna do for my recital. Now I still need to finish writing the first song, which is almost done, and create an idea for the second song. Gonna be good though.

School

It's great and busy to be back in school. I'll fill you in tomorrow. Good night.

my break

I've been spending most of my weekend in bed to be honest. I has felt amazing and horrible at the same time. But I do think I needed it, considering my hectic break, and the hard term that is about to start.

I did meet up with J.T last night. A few glasses of wine and a lot of bullshit and deep talks at a bar in central. I like her, she's cool.

At some point Steve came and met up with us, and after a little bit of dancing I left J.T in good french hands and headed home again. 

Today I've been very weak, and I couldn't even bench press 30 kgs. Not even a week ago I took 43 kgs. Though I much defend myself and say that a PT makes a huge difference, but also the machines. Most of these machines at my gym is just a little bit too big for me. 

Now I'm gonna finish the first season of LOST, that I started to watch two days ago. Just chilling.

First novel of the year

This is the short review of what has happened since last year. 

On the 30th I celebrated the new year with Emilie and Linnéa. It was a lot of fun and a lot of not so very appropriate topics in the little circle of three. Though, among us there is no such thing as bad topics, nor bad manners. 

Well, that celebration went on until 3 am, where I three hours later had to go up and go to work. 

New Years Eve 2012. Work work work and then I had some me time before heading over to my friend's party. It was alright, though I harld knew anyone, and the people there were, in my oppinion, a bunch of brats. But that might just be me being to quick to judge. But as the night went on I did think I was proven right when a fight broke out and people just didn't realize that the party was officially over. 

So around 4 am I went to bed, where 2,5 hours later I had to go to work again. 

And man that was a heavy day. No time to sit down or think. And a lot of phone calls and planning. So by the end of that day I was knackered. And when I came to Emilie's place I just couldn't really stay awake, though I wasn't really sleeping. I ended up in a weird place inbetween, but only very briefly. 

I managed to get her to come with me to my mother's where we ended up sitting by the kitchen table playing games. She left at 2 am and at 3 am I managed to get myself to bed, now not so tired, but oh so in need of a rest. 

So in almost three days I slept just about 7-8 hours. 

I managed to wake up to go into town to train with Fabian. And man did I push myself quite hard. I bench pressed 43 kg. I think that's pretty good, 3/4 of my own weight.

Went back home, finished packing my bags, said good bye to my mum and my brother and headed for my dad's. 

A quiet evening with loads of love from the dogs. The highlight was when my stepmom killed a rat that was lurking in the trash. She slammed it agaist the marble floor about ten times, before stomping on it about twelve times, before squeezing it's still warm body with her fingers... just to make sure it was dead. And then a little mor slamming, and then out in the cold. 

I was mortified yet amused at the same time. The dogs were just scared I think. 

Then we have yesterday, the day when it was finally time for me to go back home. I almost didn't make it to the second plane, and then I was told my bags may not have made it. But all was good in the end. And of course I rushed to the gym first thing after half unpacking my bags. 

Today I did a good amount of studying, training and cooking loads of food. And I ended up watching "Finding Neverland". Crying, like a boss.

back

Loads has happened since the last update... but it's a bit late and I'll tell you tomorrow. I'm glad to be back in London again. Stockholm almost killed me.