Its a lonely Thursday morning... oh shit I should really get my laundry... brb.
There. Now where was I? Lonely Thursday morning. I want to play halo, but I have things that are higher on the priority list, and I'm not ready to get my ass whooped on heroic. Because I sukc. One thing I've noticed about myself is that it takes a whole lot to get me to finish something I've started. Usually, the only things I finish are schoolwork and projects that are *very* important to me. Usually, I am inspired to do something, start doing it, lose interest and stop, among dissapointment.
Like this post. I intended to go on a while about important things. But I have either lost interst, or dont know what I was going to say in the first place, and thus dont know how to continue.
How about this. I was inspired to do this because for some absurd reason the calendar for Brian's blog tends to be that of another person's blog, usually a guy named Viper. So I've read through his posts a bit. He ends every post with "I love you" which I find very cool. I was just about to become analytical but I havent really read through his posts thoroughly so I can't really say anything. Anyway, his blog looks a bit like how I wanted this to look. In terms of how he analyses stuff. I need to do that more, thats what I was planning to do with this thing, not talk about how I got a B on both my calc and chem tests, and how I dont think I did so good on my psych test..... finals are next week too.... see, there I go, talking about things that no one will possibly want to read. Who wants to read about the daily happenings of someone's life? I know sometimes, depending on the situation the person is in, it might actually be interesting. I dont find that aspect of my life interesting.
So I dont want to talk about it anymore.
Things I do want to talk about: the evolution of the mind, the dynamics of a relationship, the meaning of life. Those kinds of things are fun. And I think you might find them worth your time. And best of all, I can use convoluted topics and relate them to my life, so everything can be connected.
WHAT THE FUCK AM I SAYING.
er, sorry, I just got frustrated at myself. Someone in my head thinks I'm a bloody idiot.
I think I'll shut up now. Maybe more later.