1) Exam season is looming in an alarminly threatening manner and you're sitting an writting a blog post that no-one will care about rather than revising.
2) You've just lost someting important.
3)Your dog just died a horrific death.
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| This is your dog. |
5) People laugh at you when you speak.
6) No-one loves you.
Anyway, whatever you're reason is, what you really need to do is listen to a good rabble raising song such as:
I Knew Prufrock Before He Got Famous by Frank Turner.
This beauty features Lyrics such as:
"Yeah I am sick and tired of people who are living on the b-list
Yeah they're waiting to be famous, and they're wondering why they do this
And I know I'm not the one who it habitually optimistic
But I'm the one who's got the microphone here so just remember this
Well life is about love, lost minutes and lost evening
About fire in our bellies and about furtive little feelings
And the aching amplitudes that set our needles all flickering
And they help us with remembering that the only thing left to do is live
After all the loving and losing, after all the heroes and the pioneers
The only thing that's left to do is get another round in at the bar."
Yeah they're waiting to be famous, and they're wondering why they do this
And I know I'm not the one who it habitually optimistic
But I'm the one who's got the microphone here so just remember this
Well life is about love, lost minutes and lost evening
About fire in our bellies and about furtive little feelings
And the aching amplitudes that set our needles all flickering
And they help us with remembering that the only thing left to do is live
After all the loving and losing, after all the heroes and the pioneers
The only thing that's left to do is get another round in at the bar."
OH YEA!
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