About being a snotball

For someone who is ridiculously prone to colds, flus and infections in all concievable forms, I have been blissfully free from them for a record breaking time lately. In fact I don't think I've even had so much as a cold since November 2010 when Mats passed. It's probably my change of diet that gets the credit for that. Smoothies, good fatty acids, proteins, lots of antioxidants and very little carbohydrates. Sugar is the devil, I tell ya.

Now, cue the irony of life. I'm supposed to attend my first choir practice today in a local choir. So naturally I've developed a cold that has reduced me to a phlegm-infested snotball with barbed wire for vocal chords. And I'm supposed to do a "singing test" as well, mostly just to determine what voice type I am (you know, soprano, mezzosoprano, contralt..). I know that I usually am a contralt, which is the deeper female voice, but with my throat being in the state it is I will either be thrown out on my arse, or stuffed with the guys in the rear singing bass.

FML.

About inspiration

This song was the inspiration for writing the last blog post.
I heard it in the car today on the iPod, not having heard it in years, and it struck a chord in me, no pun intended.

Magnet - Believe

Walking in with open eyes
Fingers crossed, throw the dice
Not enough room in here for compromise
Turning water into wine, or turning sober and left behind
One chance, out of my hands, and it all starts making sense

I’m gonna do this like I know what I’m doing
I’m gonna do this my own way
‘Cause I don’t know what I’m supposed to believe in
Might as well believe in me

I don’t need to see the light
I just want to get this right
Cool, calm, not alarmed, and not uptight
‘Cause I’ll remember to forget whatever it is I won’t get
I’m already a junkyard of ends that never ever met

I’m gonna do this like I know what I’m doing
I’m gonna do this my own way
‘Cause I don’t know what I’m supposed to believe in
Might as well believe in me

‘Cause I know on my part,
There’s no one else to blame
So when those hummingbirds start singing out my name
I’m due to pay my dues, I’ve nothing I can lose

I’m gonna do this like I know what I’m doing
I’m gonna do this my own way
‘Cause I don’t know what I’m supposed to believe in
Might as well believe in me