When I…

-am in a crowd, I tend to be able to see people and know a great deal about them just by making a few observations. But when it comes to looking in a mirror, I can never look at myself and imagine how other people view me and judge me. I think people view me as a pretentious asshole, because I know deep down that’s all I am. But people tend to be rather accepting of me overall. I guess what I’m getting at is that I do not know if I’m a jackass cretin, an Average Joe, or something more. I guess it’s an odd thing to say, but nobody ever told me anything about myself. My whole high school career, I thought I was average. But in retrospect, I was a smart ass, a bit of a showboat, and kind of a jerk. And I don’t feel like I truly had any redeeming qualities whatsoever. I don’t know what my girlfriend saw in me then, and I don’t know what she sees in me now. I just don’t know what anybody even likes about me. (This sad, self-depraving rant was brought to you by John Lennon’s “Look At Me”)

Strange days have found us.
— Jim Morrison
Greetings,
Southlander here with my first blog. I’ve yet to ever keep a blog, and it wasn’t until recently that I decided that it might be good for me to keep one. As of the now, at the age of 19, I’ve seem to have reached one of the points in my life where nothing isn’t being questioned. I’m just an amateur musician who’s currently looking for his place in the grand-scheme of things.

Greetings,

Southlander here with my first blog. I’ve yet to ever keep a blog, and it wasn’t until recently that I decided that it might be good for me to keep one. As of the now, at the age of 19, I’ve seem to have reached one of the points in my life where nothing isn’t being questioned. I’m just an amateur musician who’s currently looking for his place in the grand-scheme of things.