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I dunno, this is taking too long to write so I'll just say life pretty much rules for me now. biggrin
 Xephys · Mon Oct 15, 2007 @ 06:54pm · 0 Comments |
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Isn't it amazing? The world we live in. Just one hundred years ago there was no such thing as Computers (OMG), TVs, Mobiles or any of these things we take for granted. Well, I always stop to think of what I would be doing or what I would do if those things didn't exist. My normal day is my A plan. Quite simply it's to spend as little time as possible outside in the sun (Evil sun) and as much time on my chair at home writing crap like this. I've long realised my lifestyle is no good for me. (Duh.) But whatcha gonna do? We all hopefully know of all those complicated things in your brain called cravings, well mine are massive for Computers, and if I do not satisfy them, I pretty much go ka-ka-koo-koo. Well, a few weeks ago when my holidays started I spent some time out of my usual 'plan' and reflected on my lifestyle. I imagined myself as being someone who goes out all the time and has billions of friends. I've always thought that was a better lifestyle, so I did something crazy. I decided to test this.
So, as my first day of being Mr. Cool I went out shopping for things which might get the attention to my corner. I spent quite a lot of my savings (Boo hoo) on this, but thought it would be worth it. Thought. So after a days shopping (Not to mention I have shopping) I finally show my new gear to some friends of mine. They thought I looked funky and stuff, but it was quite clear I wasted more money than needed. Nevertheless I went out to a nightclub that night, which was quite far away. Heeelloooo expensive taxi! So I arrived there, waited at the que (Wasn't too big), and got in. I've been to several nightclubs before, so it wasn't anything new or wierd, but I did think this; why the hell do people like this place, it's cramped like my arse on a Barbie's toilet seat, it smells like a cow's arse and the noise was literally deafening. Well anyway, I went to the bar, and got my target straight away, a nice Eurasian brunette. I shouted out the pickup lines. I don't think she heard me, but I still got the dance (w00t w00t). I remembered my first time in a nightclub, I had always thought that nightclubs did cool dances like 'The Hustle' or at least street dancing contests like on TV. Nope, it was just the same old thing; put your hands up and shake your booteh. I gotta admit after a while I began enjoying it, but my partner wanted us to sit down and have a chat. We had our little chat, mostly cheesy flirts, exchanged numbers and went our ways.
The next day I felt like crap, and didn't bother getting up from bed until around 5 in the afternoon. I also came up with the idea to bang my head against the wall for yesterdays 'plan'. I've done stupid things like that before, but I knew I couldn't have helped myself even if I tried to stop. Oh well, I'd lost that number I got from that chick, as well as most of my savings.
But this did give me more to think about. Is life really better when you have parties, parties parties all the time? I had thought of this several times in the past, but never gave it a decision.
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Xephys · Thu Dec 28, 2006 @ 10:26pm · 3 Comments |
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