Freight Train
That's what it felt like today...getting hit by something and shook into oblivion...i woke up...showered...ate my alphabits...warmed up for recording and immediately after doing 30mins of back up vocals...and listening to myself in the playback...i decided i hate the sound of my own voice...listened to the 2 tracks on the album that i have lead and thought...i wish i could do it over...but looking back to when i did it...i felt amazing so i knew geting back in there wouldn't make it any better...it's just ugh...
so it was a bad start to a day...i've become an insomniac i guess for january...lil sleep every night...and today...a week after it ended it finally hit me...i'd been trying to not let it hit me til after recording but it came none the less...all at once...i had to get out of the house so i went for a walk in the rain...i thought stuff like that happened in movies but no it happens on Couver Island...
this hole has no filling...i feel like i could stick my arm through it...i can't play guitar worth a damn...my voice is now cracky and hoarse...constantly constrained...i don't know what i'm to do...it's not like i can go to bed and let sleep numb me...i can't sleep...sometimes i just wish i could just be at home and be around the people i love...but i realize that edmonton wouldn't be the best place for me right now cuz i'd be reminded of her by those around me...maybe i just really need to go on vacation...i haven't been on one in years...that would be nice...
song of the moment: If You Wanted a Song Written About You, All You Had To Do Was Ask by Mayday Parade
thank you come again
stay clean kids...
so it was a bad start to a day...i've become an insomniac i guess for january...lil sleep every night...and today...a week after it ended it finally hit me...i'd been trying to not let it hit me til after recording but it came none the less...all at once...i had to get out of the house so i went for a walk in the rain...i thought stuff like that happened in movies but no it happens on Couver Island...
this hole has no filling...i feel like i could stick my arm through it...i can't play guitar worth a damn...my voice is now cracky and hoarse...constantly constrained...i don't know what i'm to do...it's not like i can go to bed and let sleep numb me...i can't sleep...sometimes i just wish i could just be at home and be around the people i love...but i realize that edmonton wouldn't be the best place for me right now cuz i'd be reminded of her by those around me...maybe i just really need to go on vacation...i haven't been on one in years...that would be nice...
song of the moment: If You Wanted a Song Written About You, All You Had To Do Was Ask by Mayday Parade
thank you come again
stay clean kids...