Tuesday 8 November 2011

I Really Need to Cheer Up.

I don't know why I bother sometimes. Having said that, most of the time I don't. Right now, for instance, I should be doing Photography coursework. Lots of it. Seriously, like several weeks worth.

Very few things I've ever done in my short life have actually worked out. It's really depressing. Mind you I can guarantee I'm not the only person my age who feels this way. What have I acheived in the past sixteen years? I ask myself. Well, let's see, I can play guitar, I grew my hair, and I managed to get into a decent college. Good, that's three things. Mind you, what did I expect? World domination? I think in order to actually acheive more in life I just need to think "Fuck how I feel, just get shit done." Because my current frame of mind is if I don't see the point in something, I don't do it. I'm behind on my photography coursework because I haven't seen any point in doing half the stuff I need to, and yet I still want to do photography. What the tits? What is wrong with my brain?

You know what? I think from now on I'm going to completely disregard my own conscience and just do shit. I'm not going to go around murdering and raping people, that's not in my nature, I mean if my conscience tells me to work out, as it does often but is swiftly ignored because I'm too fucking lazy, I'll work the fuck out. If my conscience tells me to do that God damn photography work (as it's doing now) I'll do it. If my conscience tells me to 'break into that car' or ' you see that there woman? Rape the shit out of her.' I'll seek immediate psychiatric help.

Now, I have coursework that needs doing, then I'm gonna get a coffee, then I'm gonna write a song called "GROAARRGHARHG" and then I'll probably do some pushups or some shit, I don't know.

Good day.