Teenagers (written 0444am)

Teenagers (4:44am, 31/03/10)

We're gonna clean up ya looks with all the lies in the books... Only kidding. Don't make me sick.

Teenagers are a fucked up little group of humans really. Grown-ups always say that these are the best years of our life (insert apology for using hackneyed cliche here) but I appear to have spent the entire six years I've had a 'teen' suffix on my age worrying about stuff and eating junk food. I wonder if it really was different growing up in the 40s, 50s, etc etc. Kids today seem to be under a lot of pressure to perform and make decisions that will affect the rest of their lives; but surely it's always sort of been like that? The point I raise is that that's fucking stupid. Being told to make decisions that basically predict what sort of future you're going to have seems a trifle unresponsible. I don't know about the rest of you, but when I was 15 I would've quite happily said all I wanted to do for the rest of my life was smoke pot and watch family guy and listen to Korn. Three years down the line and my perspective is quite different. I think I can safely say I've changed my mind regarding what I want to "do" in life about 3 times a week since then (sorry to butt in here, but for any of you that enjoy rock/metal music and don't know the band already, download the "Come, Reap" EP by The Devil's Blood RIGHT NAO. Turn off the lights, put on a red dress and light a stick of incense. Aaaand marvel. That is all. Please continue) and still continue to change my mind as frequently; I'm 18 in two months. Surely now I'm of an age where most people can say they have some sort of idea what they want to do/are interested in/good at. Well, I have no idea. At all. Not the foggiest. Information overload has also affected education - on the few occasions I've sought advice from those lovable retards at Connexions (why spell it like that? :/) I've come away even more confused than I was already. Which is saying something.

If you are an avid reader of my ramblings, you will know that most of them are full of AARGH WHAT SHALL I DO? AND WHY SHOULD I DO IT? AND HOW WOULD I GO ABOUT DOING IT? AND WHY IS EVERYTHING SO SHIT? type stuff. Alas, the countless lists don't seem to have helped. A lot of people say I should 'write'. Write what though? I'm too picky to be a critic, too scatterbrained to write novels, not clever enough to write non-fiction, and don't care enough about local issues to work at a newspaper.

SO WTF? *bangs head against keyboard*

Sorry, this entry is a bit shit. But tbh it's 4:44am and I'm in a terrible mood. Not terrible enough to write an emo blog, because I'm not pissed off enough about a particular subject to dedicate an entire entry to it. Essentially, if you have any suggestions, now is the time to er, suggest them, o great one. WHADDOIDO?

I NEED TO INSURE MY FUCKING MOTORBIKE.

The fact that there are people out there who'd wipe their arse with 500 quid makes me want to stick forks in my fucking eyes. Right now I'd probably cut off one of my toes for that amount of money. Srsly. Considering robbing a fatcat right now, not gonna lie. Although I'd make a shit burglar, I'd probably get distracted by the family cat and get caught trying to smuggle a bag of crisps into my pocket or something. Stupid rustling.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH NEED SLEEP.






P.S. 9 years has gone remarkably quickly. How has that happened? How was I eight that short a period of time ago? Fucking hell. Be grateful that you can't miss me as much as I miss you, dead man.

P.P.S. Fuck daylight saving. Stealing an hour of my life. Who the fuck thought of that? Seriously? WTF.

P.P.P.S. I know daylight saving was like, two days ago, but whatever. It doesn't suck any less. You lost an hour too. Imagine what you could've done with that extra hour. Yeah. Exactly.

P.P.P.P.S. I meant what I said about download The Devil's Blood. You're missing out. While you're at it download The Graveyard Shuffle and The Time Of No Time Evermore. GUYS SRSLY

P.P.P.P.P.S. Last one, go watch Kick-Ass. Saw it at the weekend, it is totally AWESOME. I think I might pull an all nighter (all dayer?). I might even tidy my room. Shit.

P.P.P.P.P.P.S. ...Nah only kidding, you can go now. Although... I'd like to ask why you fuckers never comment? I include plenty of rhetorical questions for you to attempt to answer. You can even be anonymous, ffs. HELP ME OUT HERE.