tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90127883845440855042012-02-13T19:34:26.597-08:00Aimless and Wondering.Michaelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03993596996115085634noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012788384544085504.post-8827297274499201122012-02-13T19:33:00.000-08:002012-02-13T19:34:26.605-08:00Facebook, Youtube and other useless addictives...So I was recently on <i>Stumbleupon</i> and I came across this webpage that had 80 suggested journal topics to write about. I thought, why not try a couple of them out. So this is me, deciding to write about a different topic every night. Tonight's agenda..... addicting webpages that I visit.<br />I spend an ungodly amount of time on the internet, it's embarrassing. If I had to choose the most visited sites on the web or if I took a quick peek at my browser history I would most likely see that my time on the interweb is split between these four places.<br />1. Facebook<br />2. Youtube<br />3. Twitter<br />4. IMDb<br />I am a pop culture junky, I have been ever since I could remember, but hey, I'm not apologizing for it. I embrace it, I revel in it. So these are a few typical thoughts that wander through the minds of many sd sad teens s they kill their brin cells (mine included) on Facebook, Twitter and Youtube.<br /> "hmmmm, is her profile picture better than mine?"<br />"wowwww............"<br /> "hahahahahahahahahahahahaha"<br />"yeah I could look like that too if I actually put in some effort"<br /> "I wonder if I get it in a different colour if she'll notice that it's the same shirt?"<br />"holy man, I remember when she used to be cool"<br /> "gotta stop profile creeping"<br />"i should probably be doing homework"<br /> "man this status is going to be liked sooo much"<br />"they better like this status or I'll just repost it and repost it until somebody does muahhhaaahahaa"<br /><br />I guess I go on all these sites because I'm bored and I can't figure out what to do in my free time, or I'm trying to avoid doing anything productive. Needless to say, I'm a lazy bastard who enjoys watching people do weird and embarrassing things infront of cameras.<br /><br />more quotesssss....<br />" omg it's her Birthday! I totally did not know that... thanks facebook!"<br /> "eeew untag me please"<br />"lol I wish there was a dislike button"<br /> "lol I wish you could like something more than once!"<br />"they're not facebook official yet, you could still try"<br /> " look at that girl posting up pictures like she owns the place..."<br /><br /><br />*disclaimer everyone, I hope that anyone who reads this knows that this is all and I mean all sarcastic. I would never say any of those things in public, ever,<br /><br />well.... maybe if you paid me a million dollars, hell I'd probably do it for a thousand dollars...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012788384544085504-882729727449920112?l=closebotheyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Michaelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03993596996115085634noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9012788384544085504.post-29227573837302264302011-12-04T21:15:00.001-08:002011-12-04T21:31:38.068-08:00Tired and Tormented So I was playing my guitar in front of a bunch of older ladies today at a christmas charity benefit and I realized that there and then, I was almost half way done my senior year in high school. I had just finished acting in the last production of our schools play and I would probably never be in another production again. And I felt an overwhelming sense of grief and sorrow. What was I coming to? Where was I headed? I have no job barely any money and all I can accredit myself with is going to school. I was feeling unprepared, but I guess who doesn't at my age? It's scary as hell when you can't really see the light at the end of the tunnel. <div> So there I was sitting in a very uncomfortable wooden chair with my neck bent at an awkward angle so that I could read the chords and words to "It Came Upon A Midnight Clear", almost ready to burst into tears because I could literally feel myself shifting. Now is the time to do the crazy stuff, my inner voice says, Go get up LIVE!!! Don't get me wrong I have had my fair share of slightly embarrassing life experiences that I do not want to re live, but I think I will always that little nagging feeling at the back of my neck that urges me to do things like use all my savings to buy a one way ticket to New York and just bring my guitar and see how things go, or move to Hawaii and be a beach bum for a couple of months, I could go to Egypt and study the ancient pyramids for heavens sake! There are so many things that I want to do in my life. It just feels like I'm getting pressured into a lot of things that I don't think are very suitable. Be the doctor they say, you'll be great at it and don't forget to get me an aston martin when you're really rich, or be a lawyer or be anything as long as it has a 10 year plan and doesn't involve the arts. So many structured plans and rules and "supposed to's" I don't think I can handle it for much longer. Maybe that's just me being fussy but I really just feel I need to put around on my own before I go about making huge time consuming life draining decisions. don't you? </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9012788384544085504-2922757383730226430?l=closebotheyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Michaelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03993596996115085634noreply@blogger.com0