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Tuesday, 18 May 2010

  • What does being yourself mean?

    Telling someone to be themselves is the worst thing you can say. It means keep being who you are even if you don't like it because its totally original. It allows no room for change even if its for the better. So there, be yourself because your stuck the way you are. The fuck?

    Lets look at the word originality. I see it and hear it and am a former abuser of that word. You can't announce to the world how fucking original you are then go on living because somewhere along the line someone has walked like you, spoke like you, ate like you, thought like you. There is no such thing as originality. So stop using it.



    MINI RANT.

Monday, 17 May 2010

  • What Desparate Housewives has thought me.

    Desperate Housewives, the t.v show on ABC, is pretty much stupid drama. And don't deny it, we are all addicted to stupid drama. Besides, what drama is ever not stupid. So it was the season finally yesterday. The episode was pretty intense. MY eyes were literally glued the screen. But not literally; thats probably not healthy for your eyes. Anywhoo...

    It came to the scene where Susan and Micheal were talking to their son Jamie. Susan accidentally sold his tyrannosaurus rex toy and she failed to get it back. Then she told him something that will forever haunt me,. I don't remember the exact words but it goes something like this - no matter how good you try to be, not everything good will happen back to you. In other words, life's not fair. You can be the best you-you can be, but life CAN still screw you over.

    I try to be the best person I can be. I try to say thank you and please when I should, I try to help strangers when they look like they need help. Basically, I try to pleas everyone and myself at the same time. And everyone knows you can't do that. Sometimes I do nice things because I believe that one day that favour will be returned. But to tell you the truth, all I do is get walked over. I can't blame anyone so I chose to blame life. Blame life for karma only working when you do 'bad' things, blame life for teh horrible social life i live, blame life for everything that I HAD control over, blame life for me being me.

    All in all, this post is all over the place. It probably doesn't make sense. But for those out there that knows how it feels like to have so much to say but can't get it out in a organized or comprehensive way, I'm sorry. I feel your frustration. Just keep writing and eventually someone will understand you.

    -All we really need in life is someone to love us, someone to love, and someone that understands us. All in all, you just need one person.




Monday, 05 April 2010

  • What I know.

    I'm as broken as a human being can be. Maybe I"m exaggerating. Broken human beings are usually hopeless; they believe that this is where they are and nothing will change. They indulge in the most self loathing behavior; quitting on themselves.

    I Acknowledge my brokenness like the heart acknowledges its every beat. But I know that things will get better because change starts with me.



    Whatever.