Happiness

So, I started this whole thing, mostly, as a means to put some thoughts down in writing. Hence, the title. I know it seems like there are a lot of negative thoughts that flow around in my head. This, I do not think, is the case. It just seems so much easier to put negative thoughts into writing, as opposed to the generic 'normal' thoughts that everyone has. So, for a brighter topic today, I'm awesome ;). Just kidding. I thought today would be a grand time to write the lists I was tempting you with last post. But, just to be clear, I am awesome.
So... Not making you last any longer....

Favourite Songs of all time:
10. The Rememberance Ballad - Atreyu
9. Apology - Alesana
8. Snuff - Slipknot
7. When Two Are One - Atreyu
6. Remembering Sunday (Feat. Juliet Simms) - All Time Low
5. Lose It - Atreyu
4. Caraphernelia - Pierce The Veil
3. Tears Don't Fall - Bullet For My Valentine
2. The Priest And The Matador - Senses Fail
1. Iris - Goo Goo Dolls

Good, no? Well, I know many won't agree with my music choices, but that's ok. Ill respect you're music choices if you respect mine. Also, just incase you don't know, I am by no means, an emo. Clear?

Favourite Songs at the moment
10. My Philosophy - Holiday Parade
9. Afraid - Yellowcard
8. Stay Away From My Friends - Pierce The Veil
7. Nothin' On You (Feat. Bruno Mars) - B.o.B
6. Everytime - Yashin
5. Friday To Sunday - Justice Crew
4. Empty Apartment - Yellowcard
3. Dirty Talk - Wynter Gordon
2. Miserable At Best - Mayday Parade
1. You Do, You Don't - The Friday Night Boys

There is a greater cross section of music there. Lately I have been getting in to more pop/dance music, so that is why.

Favourite Movies:
10. A Walk To Remember
9. Harry Potter And The Goblet Of Fire
8. War Of The Worlds
7. Saw II
6. The Last House On The Left
5. She's Out Of My League
4. Saw
3. Van Wilder: Party Liason
2. A Nightmare On Elm Street (Original)
1. Dirty Deeds

So, obviously, I have a somewhat minute taste in movies. Horror and Comedy. That is almost all I watch, I am not against action, drama, adventure movies, but do not enjoy watching them as much as I do horror and comedy. I definitely suggest you see Dirty Deeds. It stars Milo Ventimiglia from Heroes and Lacey Chabert who plays Gretchen from Mean Girls. Don't get me wrong it's not the best movie ever or anything like that. But, it is a movie that I found very original, very funny, and well, I just loved it.
So that is all for now. We shall see what else enters the mind of yours truly.

Rant Rant Rant

Here’s Johnny! It’s rant time. Today’s topic: People who get on my nerves. I don’t want to seem like all I think about is people who annoy me or anything. But the topic came up with a friend of mine, and I felt it suitable to write about. Okay, chances are you know one, or many, many people who fit into these categories. These are just a few categories, and obviously there are more than just these, but these are the upper echelon of annoyingness in my books.

· - “Gangsters.” That’s right, I mean you, kid with a slipknot T-shirt on, under a white jacket. Oh, you also have a hat on at a 45 degree angle. You are a legend. What’s that, it’s also 35° and you have skinny jeans on? Now, I don’t like to hate on people because of what they wear. There could be anything going on in their life that makes them want to wear what they wear, and this will sound shallow of me, so if you get that opinion, feel free to note it, but, a skinny white, 14 year old should not be listening to Slipknot, or any emo music, and follow it up by wearing a white Adidas jacket, and a hat that is the most pointless sunsmart advertisement you will ever see. If you remember, kid, that’s what hats were invented for, blocking out the son.

· - Okay, well this is one is obvious, but all you ‘women beaters’ out there, if you were to be sitting tied to a chair, helpless, I would not hesitate to punch you in the face. Hitting women, in a show of superiority is something that, no matter who you are, friend or foe, I will never, ever condone. I don’t want to sound patronising to any girls out there, so I will note here, this also applies to hitting anyone smaller than you, but, admittedly does not rile me up as badly, but I still find disgusting. It is safe to say that anytime I hear of a guy bashing a girl, or someone smaller, it brings up anger in my body. I don’t hate many things, or people, but they are right at the top of my list.

-· - Next, another obvious one, people who put down other because of a disability, abnormality, their race or religion. Obviously, anyone who does not do this, finds this terrible, so I will not go on about it much, but get a freakin’ life. Once again, if you feel insecure enough to make a serious comment against people of a race or religion, or put them down because of a disability or abnormality, I pity your sad, sad lives.

· - Okay, this applies to both genders. People who talk differently, and change themselves, in order to fit in with other people. Mostly, people who are willing to change their demeanour in order to fit in, or ‘be cool.’ Really, guys? That insecure? Need to change yourself that much? Ugh.

· - And finally, for the girls (mostly.) People who bitch about others behind their backs. Now this, as I have just come out of high school, does my head in. Unlike the second and third points, I forget about this pretty quickly, but it does my bloody head in! The quiet little snickers in the corner, the whispering. Ugh, once again. I know, girls, don’t get angry, that guys do it as well, but nowhere near the extremities of a girl’s back-stabbing. I also know that this sounds like a major generalisation, and I’m sure there are plenty of girls who will claim that they do not do it, and sure, I’ll believe you, but you have to understand, this is at least 95% girls.

I know, this has been somewhat emotion stirring, and/or depressing. So I think soon, I will post my favourite songs in a few genres. Someone, might find it useful, and well, it will make me feel better about my last couple of saddish posts. So, ahhh, keep an eye out for that one, it will be a thriller. Speaking of thrillers, maybe some of my favourite movies as well.

Quickly, on a plus side, I bought tickets to see Mayday Parade, Breathe Carolina and Every Avenue or March 3^rd. Exciting, no? So, to finish off this angry/depressing post, some lyrics from Mayday Parade, from their song, ‘Miserable At Best’, a favourite of mine at the moment.

“But, compared to your eyes, nothing shines quite as bright
And when we look the sky, it’s not mine, but I want it so”
“Because I know I’m good for something, I just haven’t found it yet”

Stay safe.

The Bushranger

I have learnt that writing a blog is not easy. Sometimes, you just have to wait for inspiration, or for something funny to happen so that you have something to write about. I thought I was going to struggle yesterday, even after just one post… Until, I went to the cricket last night.

I don’t want to sound depressed, or like I’m living in the past, but why, as we grow up, must we lose our excitement? Especially towards the little things. What I noticed was all the streams of little kids being excited by the team mascot, getting an autograph etc. They were even excited to see a charity mascot. Yet, all I could find myself thinking when they were coming around was, “really, you find that exciting.” Initially, I thought it was fair, I’m growing up, you know, I shouldn’t be getting excited about little things like that, no one over the age of 10 should. But, almost immediately my mind switched to a “I don’t get excited by anything little anymore.” Hell, it’s hard to get excited about the big things as you grow up. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t want to be excited by a costume, that is definitely something that I have put behind me. But, it’s the other things that I want to be excited about. I want to be excited about a bright, sunny day. I want to be excited about meeting new people. But often, as we get pushed into growing up, and as quickly as possible, we lose some of our innocence that allows us to feel this excitement.

It is a weird feeling, I want to grow up, but I don’t want to grow up. I want to be independent and be myself, all staples of growing up, but I don’t want to lose my ability to get excited, I don’t want to lose my ability to have fun. So, do I grow up like a good kid, or do I remain a younger, happier ‘kid.’ To be honest, I would like to do both. So, from here on, I pledge to get more excited about the small things.

Seeing the sunrise, and seeing the sunset are two experiences that I used to love, I would make it possible for me to see the sun set, especially, whenever I could. Now, though, I would much prefer to listen to some music, and chill out in my room. Why? I want to see the sun set again.

The first line... (And my guardian angel)

I may not be the most arty, or the second most, arty person in the world. Heck, if I could draw a straight line it would be a miracle. But, what I do know is that every great, or not so great, painting, drawing, artwork, must start with a line. So this shall henceforth be known as the first line on this possibly great, possible failure of a blog. But, you never know unless you try. Also, just to make it clear, this is not an attempt at fame, no matter how much that first paragraph may make it seem.

Now, to the first real point of this whole experience, and really, what gave me the idea to write a blog. Isn't it strange that something, that really, does not have any meaning, can give you the idea to start something completely anew. Well, this is the story of my 'guardian angel', it's tough love policies, and how it inspired me to write this.

So... As many of my friends know, and are getting sick of me complaining about, I have been sick pretty much all of 2011 so far. What a great start, hey? I don't know why, but maybe karma has it in for me somewhere along the line. Or... Maybe not. I don't know why I became sick after New Years, maybe I deserved that, but something inside of me, no matter how ridiculous it even feels to myself is telling me that becoming sick this week was possibly the best thing that could have happened to me. You see, the plan was for this Friday night was to head off to a bar/club known as the Stammo. As I have been sick, I didn't really want to drink alcohol, or go out until I have/had fully recovered. And as of... a few hours ago, I had not fully recovered. So, imagine my surprise when I read on facebook "Why were there 7 police cars and an ambulance outside if the Stamford?" Did I just avoid getting close to, or into a massive fight? Well, if so, I take that as a hint from my guardian angel to... Well, I don't know. Maybe he/she is just looking after me. Either way, this led me to have the idea to start this blog, as well, it was interesting to me, who says it can't be interesting to anyone else?

So anyway, I have a guardian angel, and it's tough love of making me sick helped me avoid what may have been a crime scene, or something. Or, I just got sick because my immune system has decided to suck this year. So to my guardian angel/immune system, I thank you.
Now, I shall stop wasting your time, so you can do something far more important, like, read a book or do homework or study, or sleep. You should definitely sleep.