I cant stand to let you in

But i think i can attempt to,

So when i came home from The Plaza today, i wasn't just bringing home a bunch of useless stuff, i also had some new insight. The bulk of which, being that my parents think that life is a job, or vice versa. "You are how much money you make" i think that sums it up pretty well. Unluckily for me, i don't see it that way, i just want want to be able to look back on my life when I'm old and say "at least i was happy"

Right now, in life and what not.
I have no job nor do i go to school, i guess you could call me a bum. But I'm a happy bum, i am doing what i want to be doing right now, i have no aspirations or dreams, i would be perfectly fine just sitting here for the rest of my life, never going anywhere and never doing anything. People think "ow that would be boring" but to me, it isn't. Once you know what people are like you tend to find that happiness in solitude, is much better than being stuck in the masses and trying to keep up appearances and deal with drama, while at the same time trying to have fun.

I am only human however, and even if i don't want it to, it may all change one day. But for now these are my thoughts, influenced by something or not. It doesn't matter.

Hair cut

Yesterday when i was in the shower, i decided to stratigicly remove some sections of my hair. Its shorter everywhere, but it doesnt require me to constantly mess my hair around to keep it how i like it. It has been a two day project, the results are good so i cant complain.

In other news, my parents are going away this weekend, from saturday untill tuesday i think. That means one of two things will happen for me, my brother comes to visit for a day or two and we get the space gear going. Or i just stay up for a few days ordering pizza and talking to people ive never met on that useless website they call Myspace.

-While im on the subject of Myspace, you have no idea how much i hate it. Granted, it has introduced me to some of the people i now call friends and what not, but in essance its just a waste of time, id like to stop using it as often as i do. It only makes you become some obsessed little teen again, you want more and more friends and comments, just to hear how awesome you are.

I wrote this listening to Alot Like Vegas, so i guess thats why it has a volitile undertone.

Myspace, if your reading this .. i hate you as much as i hate L. sharpton.

For reasons unknown,

I keep thinking about this one moment in my life. It was when i was in year 3, at Walters road primary school, when things where simple and good.

I was with my old friend Matt, and we were talking to this new girl, but for the life of me i cant remember her name, for some reason "Tobie" comes to mind. Well anyway, we were talking about music or something, and it started to rain so we ran under a shelter that my school had so graciously blessed us with. She said she liked Freak on a Leash, and me, being the childish guy i was, teased her about it. She chased me around in the rain untill she got tired, by then the rain had slowed till it was barely there at all.The sun came through the clouds and lit up everything just right, we left it there and decided to go home.

When i got home i went on with my usual after school "routine", if you can even call it that, all i did was watch t.v and eat junk food untill my dad came home. Thats when life was nice.

The image of her standing there as the sun came through the clouds is still there in my memory, and i suppose its one of my fondest thoughts. I like that one of the most simple, meaningless things at the time, can be one of the happiest times in my life now, as i look back.

I just wish i could remember her name so i could do something gay like myspace her.

p.s
I deleted my old blogspot and made this, starting again.