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Golden Age by TV On The Radio;

Random video involving model cars, but the official one's been taken off youtube.

Off to pack for Toulouse now...

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I fucking loved Michael Jackson. He had such a hard time, I guess he's in a better place now.

R.I.P

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A few photos from last night... I arrived home in the early hours of this morning still a little intoxicated with a boy's jumper on inside-out. I also managed to take the tent which I and three friends had planned on sleeping in... Not sure where they slept...



In the first picture, I'd be the one lying with my face in the sand behind the bonfire...

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Got a big weekend planned! It's the last one before school breaks up for the summer (I'm off to Toulouse next Friday!), so everyone's got stuff planned.
I'm going to see Hannah's last ever dance performance tomorrow night, then on Saturday there's another party on the beach. I'm supposed to be taking food and I've promised six people they can sleep in my four-man tent... Eek!
Meanwhile, here's a cool picture from LOOKBOOK...

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spent the weekend recovering from a house party on friday night. don't remember much, but i left and went for a walk to the nearest village at 4am. sunrises are magical

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I've got work experience this week at the local wildlife park.
Mmmm... Zebra poop!

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Santigold playing in NYC. Photos from Nylon's website.

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I posted this on my bebo a few days ago, and figured it may as well go here, too...


my name is amy vaughan pocahontas mcilhenny. as you may have guessed, the third part of this name was added by me when i was seven years old, to spice it up a little. i don't like my name much, hence the addition of a popular disney character and my frequent lengthening of my first name to amelia... it just sounds more exciting, somehow.
i'm 16 years old, born on the 12 march 1993, in the university college hospital in london. my mummy and daddy moved north when i was 5 months old, so i don't really have any memories of london. apparently i met my gran and granda for the first time at kew gardens, and my mum took me to the natural history museum several times before we moved. i've been back, but not since i was about eight. i'd like to see it again, properly. sometimes i wonder what i'd be like if i'd stayed there... i'd have liked it, but i think i like scotland better.
speaking of scotland, i currently reside in a big, pointy house with a breeze-block exterior which my grandpa designed in the '70s (he, like my mum, dad and various other relations, was an architect). apparently bob told me it was ugly and should be painted while i was drunk at the beach and i cried. the place really does mean a lot to me, maybe because it's one of few things i've got left that properly connect me to my grandpa...
i have a lot of really lovely friends. i'm finding that as we all grow up together, the really close ones become closer, the not so close ones drift away, and new friendships form whilst old ones fall apart. i quite like these changes, but there are some friendships i'd rather not have lost, and some really old ones that i feel aren't quite as strong as they once were. i'd like them to get stronger again. i'm going to work on that...
i'm not a very fussy person, i like a lot of things. for example, i quite like rain, though i do complain about it getting my hair messed up. i like ice-cream, possibly a little too much. i like the smell of books, i like music, i like drawing and i like France. there are a lot of other things i like, too, but i'll leave them for when you're already asleep so you can't blame me for making you drowsy.
i have a number of obsessive compulsive habits, namely turning off plug switches which don't have plugs in, sharpening pencils and rearranging the duvet covers when someone sits on my bed, even if it means they have to get up. see, i'm generally a nice person, but when it comes to duvets, it's tough cookies for you. you're probably better just sitting on the floor, if i'm honest...

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I'm in love with these shoes! First two by Topshop, last by Kurt Geiger.

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Camped out on the beach last night with a bunch of friends. There were a couple of incidents involving over-consumption of alcohol, but all in all an amazing night.

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I fucking love Clemence Poesy.

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Midnight cigarettes...


I feel like sneaking out and going for a walk... I can't though; the front door's locked and my sister's asleep in the only room with a window I can climb through.