Waking up to music.

Today, again, I was woken up by the girl next door who plays guitar. Now, last year I also go woken up by music, but what differs in this year to last year is the fact that this girl wakes me up at 12:30. I really don't mind getting woken up at this time. Actually, I kind of like it.

I woke up today listening to music, and it bought on all kinds of nostalgic feelings in me. Like when I had a clock radio (that fell on my head once -_-) and I always got woken up by music. It always seemed to be America by Razorlight (so we can see how far back I'm going here) and it was always in winter. Now, America by Razorlight makes me feel weird, as do I Miss You by Blink 182, and Bleeding Love by Leona Lewis. It reminds me of winter time in 2007/08, when I always used to listen to those songs. When times were that much simpler. I miss those times.

It also reminds me of when I used to stay up really late to watch Cowboy Bebop, and the empty feeling I got when it wasn't on TV anymore. Sure, I could watch it online, but that wasn't the point. I guess that that's why, in some ways, I really don't like change. I miss my little routines and obsessions. I'm going to miss watching One Piece everyday now that I'm all caught up with it. I'll miss Luffy. I don't care if it's weird, but I'll feel empty without it. I miss the simplicity of going to Birmingham with my friends in the icy cold, and being satisfied with £2 in my pocket. I miss staying there from 11am to 9pm without getting bored and pissed off with the number of people. I've changed. We've changed. Everyone's changed. Changed so much that if I saw them in Birmingham, in the winter, I couldn't even say hello to them without feeling like I'm being weird.

It's sad that.

.....Till next time Bouncy Springs.