Monday the 21st of January 2019

Monday’s are boring. They should be banned, and therefore we should have another day of rest because God is incompetent. Just because he has a perfect sleep pattern doesn’t mean we do, not all of us are perfect images of him or what ever that religious jive states in a big book scribbles.

Theory, on a Monday morning, what more can I ask for; the death penalty of course. Not feeling it this week, this year in fact, I’ve felt overwhelming tired all day everyday, not good.

Can’t continue with Brazilian Jiu Jitsu for a bit due to personal matters and my own safety which is cool I guess, but yet again so is climbing, so my life is diminishing within purpose as we speak.

‘Purple Rain’ growing to love it really, if I actually step back and just think about something else than sleeping, he was a great musician and there was a hell of a lot of passion behind all of his work. That’s something I’m aspiring to obtain at the moment as I feel like I’m lacking within comparison to other people.

I used to have the mindset of it’s a big competition for the best grade but in reality I’m pretty garbage and it doesn’t take much to do better than me, as I’m not thee brightest or very talented in fact when it comes to music.

Rehearsal hasn’t been particularly smooth, still haven’t found my confidence which is so pathetic of me. I’m going to beat myself up if I don’t pick up my bloody slack next week, Jesus.

Our singer wasn’t in for personal reasons which I respect fully; so I took the liberty of writing up the structure for all of the songs we are aspiring to pull off this term. It’s more than doable it’s just trying to motivate everyone, I’m not a very good leader, yet but I’m trying my hardest.

Home time was imminent which is always good, spent the evening with my partner. I’ve found myself to be a lot more sane and happy with him so what a epic win for me and him.

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