YouTube-ness

I don't know why it's taken me so long to post this. Well that's a lie. I've been procrastinating. That's why it's taken so long.
But better late than never right? Unless we're talking about anti-venom to a deadly snake bite.
I digress.

Last week I recorded a couple videos. On Wednesday I made my way up to Tottenham and recorded a verse and a chorus of Do You You Remember with Poet and Quason Matthews for the new series of the Dats a Wrap show. I had so much jokes!!
So we were in this park right, and we shot it lots of times because Quason wanted different angles for the final vid. And i'm on the bench about to sing for a close up and a bee just appears out of nowhere o_O
I guess there are two things you should know about me:

1. I have amazing reflexes => I react to things really quickly
2. I am afraid of ALL insects

Why is this important? The bee appears, I freak out, Quason catches it on camera and the clip becomes one of the trailers lol. 

The second video I have to share with you was recorded on Friday. I'm a finalist in a competition called Unsigned Stars (more on this later) and all the finalists recorded a video a few weeks ago but I was away at LIYSF aka science camp aka the BEST thing in the world so I recorded mine late. Which means my views are lower than everybody else's. Which means please watch :D

Methinks thats it for now.
Hope this finds you well :)
Rella x

Mr Freaking Rochester!!

Can you hear that?
No?
Well it's the sound of my heart beating.
And who does it beat for?
Mr Rochester. Oh gosh. I'm in love.

As we all know, and by 'we' I mean anyone who reads this here blog; I'm abit of a movie addict. But one thing you might not know is that I love, and when I say love I mean LOVE period drama's. Seriously. LOVE. But it's been a while since a good one has been released.

Anywho I finally got round to watching the latest Jane Eyre and boy I was not disappointed. What is it about a p.d. that hits me so hard? I've talked about this before, masculine displays of emotion, restraint, even the language. Oh my, it's enough to make one swoon!

And then the hand thing, in the study? Or even better when he's pleading for her to stay..My poor poor heart, i'm surprised  it survived this. *sigh* I need a Mr Rochester and a Darcy and a who's the guy from North and South? (googles..)
Mr Thornton. How I love Mr Thornton.

The next time somebody asks me why I'm single I will reply "i'm waiting for Mr Thornton."
*sigh*
Rella x

Pretty pointless really..

Ok so while I was away I was in south ken station queuing to buy a travelcard. Right behind me is this european fresh looking type woman and next to her but outside of the queue barriers is this tall bald dude. Now i'm not really a nosey person or much of an eavesdropper but I just happened to catch parts of their conversation...when I say 'happened to' I mean I turned down the volume on Isai so I could catch parts of their conversation lol!

The general gist of the sitch was I think he saw her in the street struggling with her suitcases, found her attractive (she had huge boobs) and offered to help with her luggage (hoping for some sort of reward *eyebrow raise*). She-fresh looking european that she was- accepted the help and was now trying to get rid of him.

Why is this important? It's not, its just one of those things that you randomly witness. I dunno, I guess I found their conversation, or his attempts at it- funny. To anybody who was listening i.e. me it was clear that she wasnt interested, unless they interact differently in Russia, which is where she was from. But he stuck around, waited in line, got on the tube and probably followed her to Heathrow, which is where she was going.

To be fair there is a possibility that I was witnessing the beginning of an indie type romance movie. Before Sunrise anyone? It'd be nice to think that they sat on the tube and engaged in witty and insightful conversation. He bought a rynair ticket to Russia and somehow managed to get seated next to her. On the stop over-because there are always stop overs- they had dinner and swapped stories, found common likes and dislikes. He became more attractive to her and they decide that its like they've known each other forever etcetera etcetera etcetera.

*sigh* I dont even know why I'm telling you all this. But the memory is stuck in my head. I have this incomplete picture of the tube station, her breasts and messy bun, his bald head and slippers and then the both of them getting on the escalator..

Maybe i'll see him again one day. Maybe the next time i'm staying in south ken. I'll recognise his head, and obvi he'll still be in those slippers and i'll be able to ask him whatever happened with the russian girl who said she wasn't on facebook because there is a russian equivalent...

Do you think he'd remember me?
Rella x

I'm back!!!!

Not that you noticed I was gone..

But I was, and now I am back :)
Did you miss me?

Oh, hi Marsha <3

So guys and by guys I mean the two people I know are definitely reading this; O and Marsh, I am sitting on my bed with a nose blocked by a cold picked up from an Indonesian or a Jamaican. My voice is gone and Damien Rice is playing in the background.

To everybody else, if there is an everybody else, where was I? L-I-Y-S-F!!!!! Something that I have been looking forward to all year. But more on that another time. I'm tired, sick and nostalgic. I just wanted to let you (O, Marsh and all you anon's out there) know that I am back.

I missed you too.
(8) Like the deserts miss the rain (8)

Rella x x