Been listening

OH MY GOD. Ohmygod! ABSOLUTELY OOOHHHH MMYYY GOOODDDDDD. You see, I CAN sound like an overexcited plastic injected idiot. SO MUCH was brilliant. The best day of this year. Best day I can remember having. Nothing went wrong afterwards. Nothing’s been stolen (as far as I can tell). This shouldn’t be allowed to happen.

Humanity is beautiful. We can be lovely amazing people. I have complete and utter faith in it. Take James the university student for an example. James, okay, he has faults. He is irresponsible. He lost his friends in the first five minutes of Friday morning, continues through the day only consuming brandy, sleeps in a random tent, goes and buys alcohol on Saturday morning, still having eaten nothing but brandy, leaves the alcohol with someone he’d met 5 minutes before, races to the front of the crowd. Meets us. Dances around with us until he almost faints, is given a Satsuma and some water by me, and is absolutely wonderful to all of us all day, even teaching us some weird dance in return for learning how to freak dance (this was me, freakily dancing. Not real freak dancing, if there are any rules to it).

ANYWAY everyone there was gorgeous. The prettiest crowd I’ve ever seen. They’d been selling flower rings to put round your head, or your hat, or whatever (I didn’t have one. I was the gross crazy dancer who kept sitting on the floor. Yay.) and loads of people had them, and pretty material and straw hats and AHHHH.

Chinese lanterns at night time, floating over, glowing orange and Maya whispers, - quick, make a wish, and bob dylan’s singing ‘forever young’ and he sings, at that second ‘May your wishes all come true’.



Johnny Flynn.

This man made my day by playing every stringed instrument possible (he’s playing a violin! OH MY GOD IT’S A VIOLIN! I PLAY VIOLIN! WE HAVE, LIKE, A SPIRITUAL BOND! Maya, Leo and Rupert: yeah. You do. Well done Florence.) and then bringing out a random trumpet and just BLASTING away.

Pete Doherty. Seasick Steve. Most adorable man on earth. So thankful, but funny and interesting and original and ARGHHHH LOVE HIM. Standing up for about 13 hours. Win. Churros and chocolate at midnight. Yes.

One thing bringing me down: someone who I always thought was okay, she sat next to me in biology sometimes, named her photo album of my school’s ball, i.e. last time I’m ever seeing her or any of them, as an insult of the dress I wore. Not an insult. Just, a snide comment. EW. ‘Uuh. Flossy’s wearing your day dress...’ STOP FUCKING CALLING ME FLOSSY. I REFUSE TO KNOW YOU. I’M NOT EVEN IN THE ALBUM. WHAT IS WRONG WITH HER. –end rant-

I’m enjoying this pettiness.