I have read a lot of books about Elvis Presley. Of course, most people who know me well allready know this, but the book i am reading at the moment is probably the best. I have found one paragraph which i can't ignore. It is the only paragraph i have ever read about the man which my own oppinion completely agrees with, so i though i would wirte it out for the lovely people reading my blog. I do not apoligise in advance for the length; it is a good paragraph.

'He likes the company of women, he loves to be around women, women of all ages, he feels more comfortable with them - it isn't something he would want to admit to his friends, or even prehaps to himself. His aunt Lillian notices it: " He'd get out there at night with the girls, and he just sang his head off. He was different with the girls - i'm embarassed to tell, but he'd rather have a whole bunch of girls around him than the boys - he didn't care a thing about the boys." The women seem to sence something coming out of him, somethng he himself may not even know he possesses: it is an aching kind of vulnerability, an unspecified yearning: when Sam Phillips meets him just two or three years later, in 1953, he senses much the same quality but calls it insecurity... Bathed in the soft glow of the highstreet, he appears almost handsome - the acne that embarasses him doesn't show up too badly, and the adolescent features, which can appear course in the cold day, take on a kind of delicacy that is almost beautiful. He sings Eddy Arnold's "Molly Darling", a Kay Starr number, "Habor Lights", Bing and Garys Crosby's "Moon light Bay", all soft, sweet songs, in a soft, slightly quavering voice, and then, satisfied, takes his comb out of his back pocket and runs it through his hair in a practiced gesture clearly at odds with his hesitancy of manner. With the women, though, he can do no wrong: young girls or old ladies, they seem drawn to his quiet, hesitant aproach, his decorous humility, his respectful scrutiny. The men may have their doubts, but to the women he is a nice boy, a kind boy, someone both thoughtful and attentive, someone who truly cares. '

This is about Elvis when he was 16. In the courts, Memphis.

Hello. Haven't posted in aggggggggseeeeessss. Have been so busy with coursework is depressing. Have three massive pieces in this friday and two more next wednesday. Kinda sucks, but i am starting to get used to it. Can't wait for christmas now, it's coming so quickly. Am building up my itunes ready for my new ipod! Woo! About 5500 songs so far, tis looking good ;-)

New house is still looking lovely. We got a new table for our dining room last week, dad bought it off ebay which was a bit risky, but it's pretty nice. Since we have had it we have had tonnes of people round for dinner! Which is kinda nice, cause we didn't really have a bigger enough table before, and i always like having people around.

Apart from that, nothing really intresting has been happening at the moment. Just can't wait for holidays now, cause i am desperate for more sleep.