Dave Grohlling my eyes over here

I have listened to every single fucking Foo Fighters' song trying to get inspired to do this project. I am not at all satisfied with what I just exported. It was most definitely a learning experience. I should have done more planning, more pre-production, even some storyboards. To create the perfect one-minute portrait of someone requires just as much research and effort as writing a lengthy biography. I wish I had more time to get to know James, but unfortunately I will be finding the nearest bridge and promptly jumping off of it after I post this blog. I'm sure he is a great boy. Full of promise and aspirations. I can only hope that he is not disturbed by the arhythmic monstrosity I have created in his image. Dearest James, I do hope you see that I was trying to find similarities in your movements but then realized I hadn't blinked in nearly 7 hours so I may have digressed...a little...eventually I started trying to tell a fictional story about how you might be haunted by that statue of a boy with that still, dead look in his eyes. And then I made you sort of walk into the game...like....the guitar was your gun...I'm going to be the only person who can draw those similarities. Everyone else will most definitely mention how repetitive it is. But here's the thing, Planet Earth. People are repetitive. We follow the same boring old routine every day so that this repugnant society can function-- feasting on the lives of middle and lower class heroes. What the hell am I saying. Go to bed, Corinne. Anyways, I discovered that this assignment required more preparation than I anticipated. I will vow, from this day forward, to never proceed into a project (at least one that has a deadline that somehow catches up to you like Michael Meyers in all of those Halloween movies. I mean those girls are running at a full sprint and he is casually strolling. How long are his strides?!) without having some kind of visualization in mind beforehand. Thank you. Goodnight and good luck.