Am i the only who has suddenly been struck by Daniel Merriweather's new song, 'Red'???
I am a very musical person, and am also on occasion a very emotional and slightly overreactive person.  I will hear a song and it will i don't know how to explain this properly, but it will kind of speak t o me, ya know? Like it is exactly what i'm feeling........  and well red is that for me, only more because it is what i feel about this time every damm year.  You know those times when you wish you weren;t a football fan? Where you were just another girl who thought it was stupid? Where you forget the amazing highs you get when your team does something amazing? When you hate football for getting you this addicted?  Where you idyllic football heaven of hope is shattered in a few weeks.......well that is how i felt yesterday and on tuesday.  It is how i felt after the fa cup final, and after the first leg of the CL.  So when i heard it on sunday on the way to Westfield, one part of the song summed this up. :

I can't be the only person who can see the kind of connection there, right?  I mean those 8-9 lines sum up completely my views atm on football, on arsenal and in a way on myself.  I can't not support and love arsenal.  I don't need it, it is not  healthy, i can't deal with the emptiness i felt after united, this season and last, after birmingham, after barcelona, after liverpool....and it is annoying because on paper we should be great, yet the doubts come in....it's all in thier heads.  Its sickening right? For a majority of the season, you hope and you pray and you believe.  And it is perfect, in perfect balance, the good and the bad, it's ok, there's still time. Then this time of year rolls round and the perfection is promising to become heavenly, and you realise it ISN'T perfect, not yet, you need to take that extra step.........but we are arsenal. We play one way, and one way alone.  We paint our games the red of arsenal.  Painted by flags on tuesday, the empty red seats.  Painted by red, liverpool shirts celebrating at anfield. 

Chelsea this weekend.. Now that is one cheerful game, don'cha think? Btw, i'm not actually depressed, i'm just tired. and when i'm tired i tend to rant.