Oooh Denis doobie dooo, I'm in love with you

Yesterday I was practicing with my band, because we have a performance tomorrow.
I insisted on doing something new so we were working on a cover: Denis by Blondie.
Song turned out to be harder than we thought.
Everyone was a bit frustrated and we almost spent the whole 3 hours on the song. We also had to do something about 2 other songs so we decided to practice again on tomorrow for the Blondie song.

After practice we stayed for a while, talking. That was nice, heard things I didn't even know about my best friends haha.
It's hard to stay nice sometimes when you're in a band together, but that's just pressure from being in a band. They are my best friends and that's really nice to know.

Come check us out tomorrow (22-10-10) @Pacific Parc 23:00

Oh and this was what I was wearing btw, think I'm also going to wear it tomorrow on stage, only glam it up a bit:

Love.

Sewing Lessons

Thursday I'm starting with sewing lessons, I'm going to learn how to make clothes, something I wanted to do for a long time.
The sewing lessons are based on the tv show Mad Men, wich is perfect because I love 50's/60's style. Another nice thing about it is that I'm doing it together with my good friend Lot. I'm really excited.
Today I went to the market to buy fabric for my first dress, this is what I bought:

Those together is going to turn in this dress:

The plaid is going to be the main fabric and the red is for the 'sleaves' and details.

Tomorrow I have my first school exam, for german. I hate it, I am scared.

Love.

Sunday evening

It's the same story every week.
After an exhausting weekend it's so hard to get away from Boris on sunday.
First we stay in bed half of the day because we always go out on saturday. Out of bed, make breakfast, shower and then it's already 4 o clock or something.
I stay over for dinner and we make a deal that I'll go home after our show;'Spuiten en Slikken'.
That last thing almost never happens.

This sunday was the same, only there was a cute little surprise trapped in a cage:

Boris his dad uses mouse friendly traps, so they don't get killed and you can set them free somewhere else.
We named him Alfonso. I wanted to keep him, but ofcourse we couldn't.
We went to the park to set him free. Alfonso is now having a happy life in Sarphati Park, or turned into cat poo.

Last thing I want to say that I love Boris and that we had a great time together this weekend. He's lovely and I would never want to change him, because he's right just the way he is. So be jealous all you other girls, because I have the perfect boyfriend muhahahah!

Love.

Why?

Why am I writing a blog?
Because I'm bored and I think it would be something nice to keep me busy,
used to like it.
Why am I writing in english?
English is the language almost everybody knows, I like the idear of many people reading my blog.
Why?
Because I like attention, I wouldnt be the lead singer of a band if I didn't like attention.

Nobody will read this, so whatevah!

Love,