The End of Another Era

The two people who follow this blog the most are probably going to be pretty upset or really blaze (with an accentuated “e”) with me about this.

Once again, I’ve decided to stop blogging.  I don’t really come on here that much to post, and I really prefer reading my friends’ blog posts rather than posting my own. Besides, hanging onto a thread with this blog is really killing my time. Other than that, I’ve noticed that this blog has been very depressing despite what I usually write and feel. That’s negativity that I just don’t need to experience; my usual life style seems to have slipped a bit from the happy-go-lucky type. (My friends are probably remembering high school and scratching their heads a bit right now, but you know it’s true to some extent!  For these reasons, I feel that this blog has been tortured and exhausted to its fullest, and so have decided to close it, like many before.

I’ll probably start blogging again later on, but it’ll be less personal. I really don’t think anyone is interested in my life.

You know it’s true.

It’s funny to think that I actually started blogging purely by inspiration from another blogger, who is now just trying to relax and complete a degree at USYD. I wish her luck for the rest of her life, and hope she’s doing better at uni than I am.

So..

So

 

[SIC] Issue 1 – Draft

Back in high school, a bunch of friends and I decided to write a magazine-type thing for bored students to read every morning. Looking back, the material was probably way out of everyone’s league. The magazine was scrapped due to some sort of dictatorship issue with the school staff.

Woolies

Just a quick word of warning. This post is very delayed because I forgot it existed, so it really isn’t that relevant anymore. Actually, none of my posts are relevant to anyone. Holy realisations, Batman.

I find it stupid that the government is trying to intervene with how large supermarket chains obtain fresh produce for resale. From what I could see on the Ten news reports, the government’s argument is highly hypocritical by attacking Woolworths with the greed card – that they want more profit by outsourcing their fresh produce. Apparently, Woolworths aren’t supporting local battling farming families, they just want more money. In reality, the government just wants more local trading because they want to sap all the profits from the battling farming families here with taxes, something they just can’t do when a retailer outsources.

I don’t understand why this is such a big deal. Woolworths are clearly doing this for more money, but at the same time they’re passing on savings to the consumer. In this situation, it looks like the only ones who are losing here are those rich enough to even own a farm and the government itself. Sure, the government can’t channel the money into important aspects of our slightly troubled nation such as education or infrastructure (let’s just pretend that they actually make legitimate attempts at this), but at the same time, civilians are allowed to live at least a little more comfortably and healthily and are able to go to work. Considering that the prices of fresh produce are already too high as it is, I just wish the government would leave Brittany alone.

I mean, leave Woolworths alone.

Derp.

The Be All and End All

What if you had only a little time left to live? What would you do? Whenever I think about this, it always takes me back to a documentary I saw where a bunch of teenagers with incurable diseases revealed their thoughts on the issue.

One of them commented on losing their virginity.

This really resonated in my mind a bit before I grasped what he said. He really wanted to have sex before he died, and probably knew that his chances were limited given his vital condition. I just couldn’t believe how we take this for granted every single day, especially the abstinent and sexually active, as I tossed the idea of being in his condition in my mind.

Heck, as a guy, of course I’d want to have sex too!

It didn’t take me long to forget what I saw that day.

That was until I saw a movie today, called The Be All and End All.

In short, it’s about a 15 year old kid with a deadly heart condition that wants to have sex before he dies. As unrealistic as the story unfolded, it really stuck me again how people in this situation react.

It’s unfair, cruel, sad. Whatever you want to say about it, to have to know that you would die soon is a real mindfuck when you’re an adolescent.

Whatever, it was just a thought.

Absolutely Fadtastic

I never thought the day would come, but I think that the internet is becoming one large fad. I mean, when I was a kid, I used to love the fact that I could look up cheats on a computer when other kids would waste heaps of money buying inferior magazines like K-Zone. I used to find strange images and animations that only a select few in my school would even care to peruse. I even learned HTML when I was like, 8, for goodness sake. I would chat to my friends and play games that no one cared about. Eventually, missing things like Anime and Manga would become nothing when you could just download it.

Now, everyone cares too much about the internet. I honestly feel that there are too many people using it, and I’m well aware that this is a ridiculous claim. Since I grew up using the internet, I feel like it’s become some sort of extension of myself, a child that’s been hibernating and growing for a decade or so now. I can even remember the first time I witnessed a webpage; it was in Liverpool library in the mid 90′s, when I saw Google for the first time. Anyway, I just feel that people are abusing the hell out of it now. It’s just too common to hear someone do something fancy on the net, it’s lost its zing.

To give the easiest analogy, it’s like a meme. It’s great when you know it along with a few friends, but it quickly becomes cliche when you hear people use it on a bus or overhear it in general speech. Even if it is overused on the internet, it quickly becomes old. (Given that sites like KnowYourMeme, although informative and entertaining, exist, no meme on the internet can satiate a clandestine mention)

With intervention from the public, government and authorities, the internet is quickly becoming a greater extension of the real world, and that is probably the biggest reason that I think that it’s starting to suck.