V. E. N. O. M

Huntingdon crew.

I NEED TO FACKIN’ DRINK.

HIT ME UP. 

BOBOBOBOBOBOBOBOBOBOBOBOBOBOBOBOB

BONKERS.

The best part of that Justin Bieber documentary…

Is when he goes into the changing rooms with Frank Lampard and Fernando Torres and Reggie Yates puts ‘Baby’ on the radio and Torres sort of pulls a really unimpressed face.

It is gold.

King Drogba.

So it’s finally been confirmed. Didier Drogba will not be playing at my team, Chelsea FC, next season.
For some, it may not come as a surprise, I am not surprised but I am shocked it has finally happened. My favourite football player, perhaps of all time, leaving my team. I am so very upset about this, the man did so much not only for Chelsea, but for English football as a whole. He shaped the way the modern striking game is now played, always a deadly opponent - no goalkeeper was safe with Didier on the field. The man was versatile and resourceful, a star in any position he played.

Eight years at Chelsea, I was ten years old when Didier Drogba came to the team, I have grown up idolising him and celebrating all 154 goals he scored in Chelsea colours, most recently his header in the Champion’s League final victory and of course the winning penalty that night.

Thank you, Drogba. My hero.

(Here is a link to 150 of Drogba’s Chelsea goals: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=etKJm7i0K6I - have a look and know that he is my footballing hero.) 

Laying in bed with my headphones in…

Prepare yourselves, guys. This is some legit blogging right now. It’s been too long since I last rambled.

It’s amazing how many thoughts can travel in and out of your thinking space if you turn out all of your lights, throw on your headphones and blast some amazing music. As I type ‘Closer To The Edge’ by Thirty Seconds To Mars is playing, one of my favourite ever songs. I still smile thinking about how I saw this song live at the O2 and then again at Reading Festival on what was definitely one of the best, most defining nights of my entire life - and I can’t wait to go back to Reading in a few months time and make some more memories. Music is my life. Whether I am creating it, thinking about it or just listening to it - it’s always there. It is the universal language, it can speak to everyone and sometimes people hear it differently to how you do but it’s alright because that is what can make one song more sacred to one than another. Music is a blessing and is the only art form that has an infinite place in future, society can change, and cultures and the way people think, but never the way they express. Music can unite, it can hurt and music can cure. There is nothing that can compare to that kind of artistry. If you have that dream, please follow it. You could be a life-changer.

I wrote a few songs today, each of them to a satisfactory standard and I am quite excited to work them into solid, structured forms that can be heard in the ears and felt in the heart, even if it hurts, because that is exactly where it came from.

I’m tired and struggling to keep my eyes open now, but writing this has been nice, even on my Samsung which just has no concept of ease in typing. Goodbye for now, I hope, I do often think of death, but I am certain you’ll hear from me again sometime soon.

Stay safe, be brave. xoxo.