It's a beautiful thing, the destruction of words.

Ahhh, I spent the day at home again. I lost my voice...probably karma for going out yesterday whilst still sick.

So today I prepared my books for uni, tidied out my drawers, and watched a couple of films. (1984 and Gus Van Sant's Elephant).

I feel kind of worried. Scared, or nostalgic, or something. Things are changing...(Alice, you are an idiot: things are always changing). I know that change is supposed to be good, or healthy, but I feel like things had just fallen together in such a magnificent way. You can look forward to so much once you feel like everything has come together, and recently I've felt more like that than ever before. But things are changing too soon! I always get left behind, because I always try to hold onto the way things were. I need to learn to move forward aswell. I have no clue how though.

How can she make a song written by machines sound so beautiful?