Welcome Back Old Friend

Welcome Back Old Friend

I remember a person, quite like me. Someone who couldn't embrace, who they were meant to be. They took their time and went away, knowing that their heart wouldn't change. I wouldn't wait for a cold day again, when we sat out in the winters den. I pose a question, you give an answer, it's nice to see your still the same.

Welcome back old friend, it's nice to know you yet again. My face has changed and my sight is blurred, but to me your still the same. To me it's all the same. And I will run outside again, will you be joining me? My old friend is running home again, but only going to be alone. It's all the same, no matter where they go, happiness will always fade away.

W.

LMAO wow, I definitely think this is a shoe in for comedy of the year.

Till Now I Danced In Fear

Something just came into my mind, that I thought would be interesting to discuss. I'm going to make the assumption that all of you have a daily routine. Now if your anything like me, you get up around 6:50, or possibly earlier, to the sounds of an annonying alarm or your favourite radio station. Personally, I wake up to my ipod every morning. Each day I wake up to the same song, mainly because it's my all-time favourite, but tomorrow i'm thinking otherwise. You see, the song I wake up to is a very sad song. It talks about what it would be like if one day you turned your head and everything was gone, or if your gone would everyone care? It's one of those songs that makes you be happy with what you've got, even if it's very depressing. Back to the point, the way I see it is that maybe if I changed my wake up song, maybe it could change the outline of my day. Problem being is, that all my slow and soft songs make me cringe in the mornings. The reason i've held onto my favourite one for so long, is because it keeps me in check (Not mentally crazy if your just reading for the first time), keep my perspective on life in check.

So tomorrow i'm going to wake up to something different. Maybe it'll change how my day plays out. Maybe it will change my outlook on something. Maybe i'll listen to a line that I never bothered with before, that could ultimately give me a new perspective on life. I'll post tomorrow, hopefully, and let you all know what happens.

Ambition's a tricky thing. It's like riding a unicycle over a dental floss tightrope, over a wilderness of razorblades - Matthew Good - 21st Century Living

I'm A Troublemaker

I'm gonna make this short but simple. Listen to me when I say this. Yes, sometimes I get bummed out that i'm not out on friday or saturday nights partying it up with people, getting drunk off my arse (not so much that part). And yes, I get bummed out that i'm not out on a date with some girl on friday or saturday night. Let me tell you something though. I honestly don't care. My mother and I had a brief chat about my social life before she trotted off to bed, and it bugs her that i'm not doing either of these things. She said that she would be out with her boyfriend on friday nights or out with her friends doing whatever.

Let's get something straight. I am not, will not, and will hopefully never be my mother. Don't get me wrong, I love her to pieces and we're more alike than anyone else in my family, but hear me when I say this, I will never be like her, nor do I want to be. Not that there's anything wrong with her or being her, but i'd rather be myself than have to evolve into the person who's given me punishments for 18 years.

There are days when I wish I was someone else. Days when I really want to be one of those jerks you see getting drunk at the college party in movies. Then I think to myself, why the hell would I ever want that life? It's not glamorous, the thrills are cheap, and the excitment lasts for two hours, followed by a wake up call in some random place in who knows where, with no memorie of the past night. Appealing on the outside, but truly a misconception.

Laugh Like A Clown

No, I didn't drop off the face of the earth, just lost a little faith in what I was writing. The last few post have just been vids with a little blurb underneath them, and I do apologize for that. However, there's no reason why I can't come up with a perfectly decent blog. A fair few things have happened in the last little while, but i'm gonna keep this short since it would probably take to long to write everything, and you know me, i'm not much for a long-winded tale.

First, I finally got out of sporting goods, and am now an offical electronics associate. I kind of wish i'd transferred a little earlier though, since now all the people I enjoyed working with in there have gone off to university. Taylor, Omar and Shelby are still there, so thats one bright spot, but i'm not really that big on our new people. One of thems a friend of Shelby's so I'm choosing not to say anything about him, but from what i've seen, although I hate to base an opinion on straight opinion, he's your average go out and get drunk/stoned friday and saturday night kind of guy. The other ones are decent, but none of them will ever live up to Paul and J-Rod.

I've also begun my co-op at cable 14 in hamilton. I'm enjoying it thus far, but it gets really repetitive really quickly. In fact all we do after we've set up the camera's and mics, is sit around and wait for the show to start. We did bingo tonight, so I was kept on my toes since I do graphics for it. Graphics for this show is, highlighting the numbers before the host calls them out, and then typing them in the top right corner so that when it's called out, I push enter and it appears on screen. I know, it's a little weird to explain on here, but if you ever watch tv bingo, you'll see what I mean. It requires my full attention since I have to have the number highlighted and written before its called so that when the host says it, I put up it quickly and move to the next number. The best part about this place is that on alternating wednesdays they don't have a show, so more often then not, I won't be needed, meaning I finish my school day at 9:35!!! Pretty sweet huh? Also, I don't go on fridays since there's never a show, and my producer and director don't work, which is good for me, since if I wanted to keep my job at wal-mart, I needed to work at least 3 days a week. So yes, sometimes I have a 3 day school week. As fun as it sounds, I kind of wish I didn't.

Being home during the day kind of sucks. There's nothing to do, no one is ever on msn or facebook, although its not as if I talk to people when they are online, then again, most people don't talk to me. In fact, I wanted to, I could probably get rid of 96% of the people on my msn list, since i'm never going to talk to them...ever. For example, out of the people from my graduating class at BT, I can actually count on one hand who I still talk to, be it on msn or in person. Although, I only talk to one over msn, since the others grew out of it.

Sigh....I'm lonely. I just wish I hadn't fucked around with my school work last year. Maybe then I'd be somewhere far away from here, not writing about how bored I am....no wait, I probably would be, since I have no social skills, I wouldn't make new friends, thus condeming me to a life of solitude.....elementary school all over again. I know, your probably thinking, wow this kid is really lame. He complains about everything and has no reason to. You have me there. I think it's sad that I can admit to my own problems, but never fix them.

And he laughed like a clown, at something that wasn't funny, but in his mind, it made the world seem a little brighter, if not happier for a brief moment in his bleak but acceptable life.

J-moose