Fuck That Shit

i was gonna write up a post and then I found this comic online, and i think it says alot

clipped from xkcd.com

Time

Why is it that when you're with or around people, the concept of time seems almost nonexistent with the way it flies by.? Its as if its a junkie hopped on speed and rushes ahead to get its next fix. And why is it that when your alone and by yourself time seems to stop completely? Like that same junkie coming down from their high. The real question is why does this happen? In reality, you want to spend th most time with people when you're with them, and when you're alone, you want time to pass as quickly as possible.
Believe me when I tell you, that this is not the case. Sitting home on a Friday night is torture. My friends are gone and I am left with nothing to do other than sit around watching pirated movies and tv shows off the internet. The thing that further adds to the air being pathetic is that Ive looked into hobbies to fill my time and I couldn't even find something that interests me. How pathetic i it that an 18 college student cant find anything that interests him? Extremely pathetic is the answer. So as I sit here now, I acknowledge time as nothing other than a twisted junkie that has no purpose other than torturing people by taking away moments of enjoyment, and then forcing them to endure moments of boredom and lonesomeness. So to time, I say, "Fuck You."

Signing Out
-Brian-

Song In My Head...

Oh I don't believe it,
That I could be so deceiving
And bringing you down to feel this lack of loyalty.


So I guess an apology is in line for my recently departed friends. Since you've left, I don't know what to do with myself, and I know I've been coming off as a major jerk, and I'm sorry for that. I guess its just harder for me to get used to you not being here whenever i need you, or you need me, and I guess a part of me is slightly jealous. You got out of this small, dead end town and I'm still here, and it terrifies me that I might never get out of here. But at the same time I envy the fact that you got out, and were able to adjust so quickly and efficiently, which leads me to the fear of getting left behind in your life, and never having what we had this past summer again. But I wish you luck in your college bound lives and I hope that at some point ill be able to catch up and hopefully you'll still recognize me.

Singing out
-Brian-

Champagne For My Real Friends, Real Pain For My Sham Friends

Let me start off by saying that at this point in my life I am happy where I am, and with the friends that I have. Well at least for the most part...

Its been a couple of weeks since I graduated and I find myself feeling pretty much the same as when I still attended high school minus the curfews, and some minor restrictions. The drama however still remains, not in the form of drunken rants, or girlfriend/boyfriend troubles. The problem lies with some people that continue to make assumptions of other people, and thank to a recently discovered blog, i found that this person actually uses their so-called friends, and their experiences to get into college.
Let me remind you, that for a while I was your only true friend. Let me remind you about how in fourth grade Johnathan said u didn't need a mask cause you were already ugly enough. Let me remind you of how you went off to camp and basically insult me completely but I stayed your friend. Now lets fast forward to high school. Remember how good of friends we were. Remember how everyone thought we were dating and we just laughed at the idea, because we thought it was ridiculous. Oh and don't forget about the time I got suspended, and we had that phone call. Now I know we've had our ups and downs as friends, but I thought that despite graduation and college, that we would remain friends.
I don't think I could have been more wrong. This afternoon i stumbled upon your blog after reading you info on aim, and I was surprised to say the least. To discover that through all of our experiences, you are able to dismiss our friendship so easily is nauseating. But let me point out a few things: Sophomore year, I was not conforming to people around me, in fact most of it was my idea. I wanted excitement, i wanted something other than just walking around stone harbor every Saturday night. But I think its fair to say that I'm not the only one who " conformed" to the ideas of their peers, and if you disagree, let me bring up the library incident and how it came about after you left me for the bio project to work with a more popular jock, who in the end rejected you and went off and made a joke about it. But that's not what this is about. This is about you acting like your the adult. You're not. You were the one that constantly talked about yourself and achievements, and shoved them in peoples faces. You're the one that ruined the end of prom. You're the one that constantly puts people down for the way they look or how smart they are and go on to call other people superficial and shallow. You're the one that pushed people away, and once some of use got away we realized that we can be friends with people if they re not exactly like us. You're not the adult. You're a child. You have no real experience in life because you walk around wearing rose colored classes, and believe me when i say this that eventually you're going to get bitch slapped in the face by life.
I just truly hope that you have someone to turn to and help you back up because it won't be me. And I sincerely say that the past 12 years were good ones, but now I'm done trying. Good luck and have a nice life.


singing out
-Brian-

Random Thoughts

Have you ever known that you had to do something yet you just couldn't find the energy to do it. Well thats whats happening right now. I'm supposed to be reading Lord of the Flies for English class. I'm supposed to be done reading it and have it outlined by tomorrow at 9th mod. But I just cant get into this book that everyone else says is so great, but ill just do like usually do and cram it in tomorrow during study hall, and then in journalism then ill have it done.

In other news, I find myself at a crossroads. I find it difficult to decide on what I should do in the upcoming months. I like working at teaberry, its not hard and right now the pay seems ok, its enough to get by. But I need more money. Camp should do fine. But Ill need more. Books for school, Gas for the car so i can get to and from school, and maybe a new car. So Im confused as of now whether or not to quit teaberry and go work at Vince's or to stay where I am. I guess I'll let it play out for now.

Signing out,
-Brian-

A Beginning

So as the description says, this is one of my first blogs.
Yes, I've made others but they weren't very easy to use.
So i started this one.

I arrived home from Florida today, and I am happy to say the least. Yeah my vacation was well needed and relaxing. It was just what I expected, but this year it seemed different. I could lay out at the Cabana club or sit by the pool. I was restless. Now this is only weird because when I'm home, i can sit around and do nothing for hours at a time. this new found inability to sit still further lead to my bordem, which further lead to not having as much fun as I used to in the Florida Keys. So as a newfound hobby, I set out on the creation of this blog and hope that it will provide me with some sort of entertainment.