In my timezone, its a Tuesday. Tuesday means RockSoc, my weekly foray into the weird and wonderful world of the Nottingham alternative scene. I like rock music. If pushed, I might even be pretentious enough to say I love it. There aren't many places in the world quite like the front few rows of a gig, when the band is on form, the crowd is loving it, and, for just a few minutes, the whole world goes completely mental. This is something I can completely and whole heartedly understand.

What is utterly beyond me, however, is what in gods name this has to do with long hair, beards and clothes that dont fit? Don't get me wrong, i'm not some image obsessed fashionista. Wear what you want, seriously. I just fail to comprehend why a group of people who are so hung up on how they're misunderstood and prejudiced against insist on giving themselves an instant disadvantage in virtually every social situation out there.

Like I said, wear what you want, I won't judge. But there are plenty out there who will, and in my humblest of opinions, you're just making things more difficult than they need to be.

Anyway, that really doesnt seem enough of a come back after nine months not posting, so here's some other crap:

This evening I've had an epiphany. I've just re-read some old posts and realised something.

I used to be really miserable.

This, by the way, is a good thing.

See I've recently started at university and for a variety of colourful reasons, which I won't go into here, it hasn't quite lived up to my expectations. Honestly, I've spent the last couple of months in a kind of vague state of dissapointment, sometimes to the extent where i thought I was happier back home. So when I saw the (now deleted) posts from this time last year, when I was in a shitty job and not really doing anything else, it really brightened me up. Uni's ok. Hell, its great. Speaking of which, I have coursework to do...

Toodles.

Tags: beards, ill-fitting black hoodies with skulls on, long hair
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