And then suddenly disappointment

In my up-until-now favorite university course, we were explained a task in the future - a live show, at least for 45 minutes, and, what the fuck, I have no idea how to do it. Most of the lesson I was just sitting and trying to figure out which role I could do without failing. Even the ever so easy cameraman task is super complicated now, since there are three cameras to be moved around the studio between sets during short interludes, they have to follow a hands and, ah, fuck. There goes my confidence.

The street is currently being cleaned by a pair of very loud, very slow trucks for the third time tonight. If the road is not shining and spotless tomorrow, and if the trucks ever come back during the night, I'll run up to them with nails, screws, broken glass, lego's and knives to throw underneath the tires.

Scratch that, it would probably take even louder trucks to tow these away.

Since I got an e-book reader and I was reading for most of the day, I tried googling "must-read books". The first list had Hunger Games at the top, so I just lost my faith in this list, and any other lists on the internet.

Apparently

Yet again I've been concentrating on the primary blog. 

During the past week, numerous concerts were held in Tallinn, and I saw two Latvian bands, a Latvian artist, and, today, Sun Araw. And, oh, not only it has been inspiring, I have to rethink my own musical activities, because it is not going as well as I expected, especially since we've lost the bass for now.

On the other hand, at least I work with someone that is actually giving an input.

I was ready to write more today, but hungry as fuck, so here's a picture with terrible quality.

And the drums the drums the drums

Concerns include missed work, school, money spent and the fact that some things are so good that nothing else can even approach it.

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life is not fun anymore

excuses and shit

I don't want to do blogs anymore, I want to write music and some stories once in a while. My blogging peaked with the tragedy which was loneliness in summer, but I don't feel lonely anymore. There's shit in Tallinn to do, there's people I enjoy meeting in Riga. Fuck it, could be worse.

And with that last sentence, there's not much to write about anymore.

Relationships: none, and I could live without.
Music: all is good.
Studies: could be better, as fucking always.
Work: could be worse, as always.

Now it's three in the morning and you're eating alone

Quoting lyrics in blog titles is just for a pale hope that other people will feel the same as you do while listening to the song.

In either case, here's the song. i VI III is the progression, and it works.

Tomorrow will be the day I go to English once again. Can't wait to murmur the excuse why this is the second time in the semester.

The end.

I like this picture, so I'll post it.

Real life

It shouldn't be a surprise, but when I had to juggle work, school projects, sleep and money saving, it was too hard and I didn't have a nice weekend and I still have not finished at least 3 things that I was planning to do.

On the other hand, yesterday was much worse, because directing was the same as trying to explain ideas to band members, and it fucking doesn't work, I don't know how to do it. And as I was walking home from the lost battle, I realized that my studies, hobbies, work and interests are so varied that I might turn out a decently interesting person after all. Of course, if I don't suddenly fail the university for some reason, or get sacked in a month of shitty job, or fail to do anything useful with the band, or find out that news are not a legitimate source for politics knowledge, or

Reality hits you hard, bro

Creative pause

Opening a blank page did not inspire me to write a beautiful article.

I had a test at school, I came home and made lunch, I went to choir, I came home.

Judging by the pace my life is currently going, I think I'm taking a pause to accumulate adventures to write about.