New Year!

Happy New Year!!! My resolutions:

1. Work on my travel writing... my (at the moment) only idea of what I could actually DO with the degree I'm hopefully going to get... as for the music aspect, don't ask. Really. I don't know.

2. Be more organised and do my homework. Actually pay attention in class! This said whilst I'm conspicuously NOT doing said homework... oh well!

3. Be a generally nicer person. Suggestions as to how to achieve this on a postcard, please!

I think 3's enough, for now. And anyways, I have to go and eat lunch and celebrate my lack of hangover....

Oh, the joy...

I've just been thinking over the recording I've been doing the last couple of days, and there's some things that have really been bugging me. I mean, I was pleased with the stuff I put down, but I just feel so annoyed with my Dad sometimes. OK, so he pays for it, and I really am very, very grateful, but why can't he just keep his mouth shut sometimes? First, he tells me he thinks the chord I changed in one of my songs makes it sound all flat and 'blah'. Oh, well thanks, and I like your songs too.

And also there's the whole issue of production. The last couple of years, he and Dom have spent weeks and months working on Lisb's demo. That's fine. I know her stuff is better than mine, I know Dom has more ideas for it, so it makes sense for them to work on hers. And it sounded amazing when it was done. And now, she has time at weekends to go and work on her own stuff, adding things. I work, so I don't have time to do that. There's a very limited amount of time I have to spare to do stuff like that, so I need to find a time in some holidays to work on things. But even though they know this, do they do anything on my stuff? No. They work on my Dad's. It just makes me feel like no-one's particularly interested in my things. Lisb's always had guitar teachers etc interested, but I've never really had that. Plus the fact that writing songs on piano is bloody difficult. Also, I'm not as prolific as her.

Gah, I sound all jealous. I'm really not. I just wish I could be as creative and stuff. I feel really second hand sometimes.

Hmmm... Oh well. It's not all bad. Peace and light and joy and all that.... at least I'll be an adult in a week's time.