Wednesday 4 February 2009

All in Your Head?

Ever had that really annoying little voice in the back of your head, that just nags and nags and nags? Now I know that most people see it as a sign of madness, but I see it as a sign you're working just fine.
It shows you have a conscience, a rather annoying one, but one none the less. Sometimes it's gonna tell you to do weird things; fucked up crazy things, but maybe, that's just the way you work.
People are always getting called crazy cause they hear voices in their head, but I think that's wrong. That's just the way you work, because no-one is the same, and if someone dosen't work the same as you, of course they're gonna treat you different. Because they don't understand.
And why should they?
How can they?
We all know it's very hard to understand how someone is feeling if you have never felt the same way before; and surely it's the same principles for this. If your brain works differently to someone elses, you're gonna find that other person a little weird.
Thats why we make friends, or at least try to make friends, with people who are like us. Because if they know what you're talking about when you ask them crazy-ass questions, you don't need to worry about them thinking you're crazy, cause they get you.
Ask your Mum this: "If there was an invincible man, and the world blew up, what would happen to him?"
The answer most people will go for is: "He'll die."
But he can't, that's the point. He's invincible.
So, what, does he float around in space for all of eternity? Does he disappear? Does he keep dying then coming back to life, only to die again and have the whole cycle repeat itself? Would he try to kill himself, in hope of escaping this hell?
Who knows. Aks your friend that and they'll come up with roughly the same answer as you, because you work the same. Ask your Mum and she'll say the obvious answer, because you work differently, and she's propably bored of your stupid mind games by now.
So, huh. Gives you something to ponder about, dosen't it?

Monday 2 February 2009

First Impressions.

Okay, so we have the most pointless post in the world, but possibly the most intriguing.
It's the whole first impressions thing coming through isn't it? This is what captivates you, makes you want to come back.
Or it could be what completely puts you off, makes you never want to click the link for this again. Whatever tickles your pickle really.
So, we have me, who is obviously quite bored, or maybe I just like having a blog, even if no-one reads it, as it could make me feel special, take your pick. And we have you, who could also be bored, or just curious at to what people do in their lives. I like to think the second one, but whatever.
So, at the moment, I have nothing of great interest to blog about, apart from the snow. If you're in the UK at this particular moment in time, you too can not help but realise that there is about 15cm of snow outside your front door.
I don't know what I feel about snow; it is some what of a love-hate relationship. I love playing in it, you know sledding, snowballs, snowmen, getting snow blindness etc, but I hate hate hate the slipping and the sliding and the cold and the wet. It sounds stupid really, but you know you agree.
So, that is about it, for now at least.
xo