Friday, 16 January 2009
I like it when there are photos in blogs so I may try to continue with that. Slightly concerned that I'm being incredibly pretentious. But I was just trying to capture how I'm feeling in a picture rather than (or as well as) in writing, and fuck - if you can't be pretentious in your blog where can you be?
In a bit of a shit mood and I don't really know why. Maybe it's being alone after having people around so much lately... But that's not me, I know some people can't hack it but I'm great at being alone. I always think if you can't be happy with yourself then who can you be happy with?
I tried to write a song but only ended up with a few lines I like...
I wanna write a song that people hate
But if they did it would destroy me.
And the slightly less subtle;
I'm tired of smiling when I'm pissed off.
So basically I'm just lying around listening to Conor Oberst. I know you can't miss what you've never had, but if I can't imagine not having Conor Oberst. When I feel down I know exactly what I'm going to do, put a bunch of his albums in a playlist, hit shuffle and lie down. It makes me want to write songs, which is good, but sometimes I get annoyed because I wish I was that good at writing. If anyone is considering telling me I'm as good at songwriting as Conor to cheer me up, thank you but don't... You're either lying or just plain wrong.
I am at least feeling motivated. I want to write and record. I need to stop going away for a while, give myself some time. After this weekend.
Fuck it, I'm just gonna go to bed. Ian is meant to be coming round tomorrow, if a simple nine hour sleep doesn't make me feel better then he will. Plus Sheffield should be fun.
There's nothing that the road cannot heal.
Let me know if you like the pictures or if they make me look like a pretentious prick. But be nicer than that cos I'm already feeling low.