So. I'm not in a particulary good mood right now considering the shitness of my family, the closeness of exams, the lack of work I've done and the fact that I've had 2 hours sleep in the last 48 hours.

I'm helping with the Morpeth Gathering tomorrow (by which I mean 'today'. It's 7:35am) which you're unlikely to envy. Morpeth is pants. So here's how I'm planning out my future:

- A-levels in Morpeth because, as much as I hate it, I quite like some people. English Lit., English Language, Philosophy, Psychology, 16th Century History.

- Get results and leave ASAP, sorry guys. I dont know what I'd study at university but it would be lovely and down South where people can say 'grass' properly.

- Get a good degree. Maybe Journalism? I'd work for NME because it's easy; write a bunch of lies because nobody's ever heard of the band you're writing about anyway.

- I'm not too bothered about money, but it's not something I'd like to worry about. I'd live in a rented studio with 2 cats; Zoomdaddy and Kevin Sparkles. I'm thinking London, Paris or Edinburgh.

- Gentleman-wise, I'd marry someone vaguely artistic and intelligent but not overly so; like a writer or something. He could smoke if he did it in a cool way. Other than those 2 things, I dont really mind. Las Vegas wedding? YES.

- I hate kids, but I'd like my own. DEFINITELY no more than 2, though. Big families are shit so fuck you, Cheaper By The Dozen. I'd give them cool names like Felix Oliver and Felicity Amelia because a)they're good names and b) they match. Haha, this is getting SO sad...

- Suburban London/Dublin time, methinks? We'd need to live close to a city for concert-going benefits, ofc. By this time I'd be working in the fashion industry striving for economical, yet ethically good, clothes. Also I'd be incredible at designing.

- When the kids go to university, we'd move to Cornwall. We'd have a GIANT dog called Lysander Breadcrumb and feed him icecream and bubble mixture.

- Yacht.

- Sudden death. I like to think people would be able to tell what I was listening to at time of death. I'd make it something good. Love Will Tear Us Apart - Joy Division, maybe? Classic. (:

Haha, I'll end up working in Ikea and living alone forever and ever. But I'm being optimistic, okay?! I just like naming things, really. Makes me feel powerful. My whole family will have matching iPods of different colours and we'll be like power rangers. I look forward to it ^_^