Deadlines

I've been so terribly stressed the last few weeks. The pimple constellation on my forehead can be a reflection of the stress I have been enduring.

 Firstly, I've had mid semester exams and assignments. But its mainly this whole music business that has sent my mind in uproar. Here is what I'm learning quickly about the music business and all things related to it.

- People are unreliable
- People are disrespectful
- People are unprofessional
- People do not respect deadlines
- People are hard to get a hold of
- People are a pain in the ass to organise

I wanted to get my tour confirmed and released by next week, so then I can send my press release out to community radios and local media publishers but I can't because I have to wait on other people. Its just driving me MENTAL! But its all good fun. I just hope I can get it out soon before the end of the month, when my little tour kicks off. I need enough time for promoting you know?

As for my music video, I don't know what to do about that because it wasn't completed by deadline and I had to decline a venue due to exams. I might just have to release it next year. I know I'm meant to not say anything and keep it all together but I am independent so I have no big management to report to and this blog is about the real shit in my life, so here's my honesty.

I am also running out of money. I am the biggest stinge now. And with the whole music thing and university, I don't have much time to work unless I go find myself a manager. We'll figure out, Deen Deen. I'm just venting, I do have a lot of fun and happiness with the busyness it hands to me. And I'm a natural stress pot and organised freak so I'm sure I'm just getting my knickers in two knots, rather than it only needing one.

I went to a 21st last night. I haven't seen Brittany since high school and when she saw me, she cried. I was really touched. I didn't expect her to cry at all, and I just felt so cruel that I left high school and I just didn't contact anyone except Desh for 3 years.

I brought Taylor along as my date because he's a good looking bloke and I didn't want to be a third wheel to Desh and Isti. Taylor is a great guy and will make a great catch for any lady looking to tick all criteria but my heart is just hung up on Bailey. I probably would've been all over that shit before I met Bailey but now I think that 'perfect dude' is a little boring for me.

I'm not saying Taylor is boring. I haven't seen the guy in 8 years since primary school so I don't really know him. Desh put a great example that... Bailey is like The Notebook and Taylor is like The Lucky One. Hahahaa.

I miss Bailey. I had a little sulk the other day but that'll come from time to time. At least my mum is back to keep me company.

Oh I haven't gotten trashed in years, and Desh made me last night. She said I'm boring for always driving so for once to just have fun. So we knocked over a bottle of wine before heading out then I drank tequila sunrises all night. We hit up Caxton St and then the Valley. I must've been that drunk that disgusting Irish blokes decided to hit on me, even though there were dudes with me. Ah well. Isti (Desh's man) pretended to be my boyfriend and told them to leave.

He was so hilarious, "Hey mate, I've only been dating her for like a month so I'm still really sensitive and overprotective about dudes talking to her so can you leave?"

Oh, I played at The Boundary Hotel on Wednesday and perhaps got two gig opportunities from that. My friends are mad I don't tell them where I play but I just wanna get some practise in before I call on judgement day. Ya know?

Alright, I'm bloody hungover and I gotta do an assignment and chase some people about gigs. Hoo rah.
Those photos weren't pretty.