So howsabout I shift my long, rambling journal off the front page with an appropriately titled song for you fine folk to go listen to?

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I like Ra Ra Riot. I love Anamanaguchi. Seeing the latter had coincidentally remixed the former pleased me IMMENSELY.

Keeping it brief, I'm still in a weeeeird place. I have a tendency to be too dramatic in wanting to vocalise everything. Being betrayed and rejected by the girl you loved for 3 and a half years (and kind of still do in an 'unreturned' sort of way) doesn't really get any easier, but I think I'm dealing with it better. Busy with friends, trying to recapture the creative spark, taking charge with my internship and freakin' making games.

Will spam the PSN Mini I had a decent hand in when it gets release, so if you have a PSP or PS3 be prepared for my shameless self promotion and harassment.

Other than the occasional depressive lull, life is interesting. I still miss things when I know they could still work so easily and I'm not entirely happy about that, but I'm not wallowing in constant depression. Sure, I wouldn't say no to more things going my way without working my arse off for them. I'd settle for things I work my arse off for simply not exploding in my face, BUT HEY.

BOOKS. MUSIC. GAMES. FRIENDS.

Music is pretty magical again for some reason. Nostalgic old music and new bands - it's that beautiful childish escapism when you think all the lyrics apply to you and your life or those lyricless tunes strike a perfect emotional chord. Walking through the streets of London in big headphones listening to music and feeling like some alternative indie kid listening to indie bands and chiptunes..
..Then you remember how dumb and geeky that is as the Assassin's Creed soundtrack comes into that mix xD. But when you've got friends to text, tweet, harass and become an unofficial extra resident of their flat, I guess that ain't so bad. Even if I did nothing to earn the horrible, crushing blow Sally dealt to me - even if I don't have the slightest clue whether there's any room to fix that most precious relationship and don't know if I want to be her friend or leave her alone to think about what she threw away to realise she can't have it all... Even with allll that crap, I'm pretty lucky.

For all you Twitterati who care not for long journals, I post my more inane thoughts over there. Anyone interested can follow my account, which is @Luketh1987 .