Something, but not sure what that something is.

Something I can’t put my finger on.
A disjointed feeling in my lower abdomen
Like something important is missing.
Like a feeling of dread.
But I’m not fearful of the future
There’s nothing wrong with the present.
Oh well I'm sure it will go away or I'll figure the reason for why it’s there.

So my weekend consisted of me sleeping
Doing no work for school....
Eating a lot of cake and pudding.... (Really should cut back on those)
Feeling pleasure from eating.
And once again did nothing of importance.




Anyway
Sleep seems rather attractive to me at this moment in time.
SO GOODNIGHT ALL OF MY 1 FOLLOWERS!
(Yes that last paragraph is about you)











ME, NOT YOU!

Sitting at home watching biggest loser.... WHY AM I WATCHING THIS!
Switching channel. Anyone I come to write in my blog and end up singing Lithium.

But anyway today I had many lessons involving me sitting down doing nothing for around an hour or so and getting back up again. However I’m sad to think of the fact that I’m going to be finished at the end of this year. But anyway I’ve been on the earth for almost two decades now and feel as though I should make some kind of a contribution to the thing that brings me so much joy. The internet. Without this internet I would be one of those kids who have nothing to do but sit and watch TV.

And in this confused hays, a mixture of feelings, annoyance why I don’t have the courage to speak my true feelings to the ones I feel for. Ill continues to type lost in my rambling.

But in short today was good.

Posting at 11pm at night might not be such a good idea.

Well for those that don’t know me. I’m an asshole.Rather simple. I’m self indulgent, unemotional tool who cares about nothing more than to lie down and sleep in. However I’ve decided to start a blog.No a good one just one that I’ll read in 10 or so years from now and sayHey what a fool I was.But enough of thatAs you see I’m not too skilled with words but hey, who really is anymore? Anyway I’ve been wondering for some time now if there is anything I can actually feel emotionally connected to. I mean yes there’s of course that faze that most teens go through that involves them doing one of two things. Finding a girl friend, or finding somewhere to place that secret box of tissues. But apart from this one desire that lurks with all of us, is there really anything else you are attached to? As one of Generation Y being exposed to the world in its entirety is damaging. Seeing that much emotion in one place kind of desensitises you to feeling some emotions. The internet could be compared to Pandora’s Box for with the bad comes good.

Being trapped behind a glass screen.
No feeling, no pain.
Outside glows with life
This becomes an annoyance
Glair stoping me from continuing
Stoping me waste my time, my life
My existence
Unable to return to my virtual orgasmic trip
I stir from my reclined chair
Curtains shut, light gone once again.
No more to see, the glow of life disappeared.
But back to the box that controls me
Pulls me back, back to simulated light of day.
Never relenting, Never relacing