You know what, screw it!
It`s just me being as impatient as ever. My goal was to write a post a week or so but hey the best way to be good at something is to gain experience so here is take two.

Since this is the first official blog for my... well blog, why not start on the vast topic of life. What is life? Why is it so complicated? Is there a certain pattern or path that each individual should follow or is it completely free will? Just some questions that I always find asking myself on my journey home. Although the way from the train station to my house is around a 5 minute walk, a lot of thought and questioning somehow seems to happen.

What about the meaning of life? This incredible topic that humans so desperately require the answer to. I mean if you were to refer to the big bang theory, everyone describes it as this phenomenon that is quite incredible and unimaginable and simply near impossible when involving statistics, and yet they still expect there to be a certain rule for humans to live by.


I'm currently on Easter break from school and well... not much has happened since the last day. All these plans were made and all of these suggestions were traded and given on exam revision techniques, almost to boast and show off to one another that they are the best; even when it comes to staring at several books for a few hours a day. Not to say that revising for GCSEs isn't important or anything, its just the fact that I cant get my procrastinating self to completely agree. 

For example, in the past two days I have eaten several Easter eggs, watched well over a healthy amount of movies, and painted and repainted my nails enough times for someone to call me obsessive. I can guarantee to you now that I have no real interest in eating those eggs, or watching those movies, or even painting my nails that many times. Its just that as soon as we were released from that last day of school, the procrastination kicked in and well I haven't left my house since.
Who knows, maybe all this sitting on my bed and clicking on the keypad each time a film finishes is a sign. No, I don't mean it literally or figuratively, just that maybe its my way of telling myself that leaving the house isn't all its cut out to be. 

Once again I seem to be rambling on and changing the subject a bit to fast and so I guess for now... thank you to my non-existent readers for taking your time to read this.
Wow putting it like that almost makes it a paradox in itself. The googled definition of a paradox is `a seemingly absurd or contradictory statement or proposition which when investigated may prove to be well founded and true.`
I mean I may be going a bit crazy from sitting in the same place for too long but from investigation, currently I don't have any readers from what I'm aware so therefore, non-existent.  And yet if you are here now then that would classify you as a reader as that is why I thanked you for reading it. 
I mean a paradox is merely contradicting yourself and carrying on now from this path almost has a Schroedinger`s cat effect where it is unclassified whether you are or aren't an existent reader only when you open this website... by which point you would then be classified as one.

...yup this has determined my theory; I need to go outside.

There is a first for everything...

For the record... starting a blog; a lot more stressful than first anticipated!

First there was the name...

Almost every name was taken to the point where even whacking my arm right across the keyboard would still show up with the sign of name not available.
Then came the irritating process of feeling as though someone has stolen your name and so obviously seeing what they're blog was like.... all about life and their day to day of course.

Just to set the record straight, my purpose for creating this blog is not to go into detail about my life and its going ons, but to express my hate and love for the yo-yo effect that life throws at us when just as we feel it cant get any better or worse, it throws a curve ball and completely flips the situation.
I for one still haven`t decided if I actually enjoy this little yo-yo but I guess learning to coexist with it wont hurt anyone.

It`s so weird how as you think of writing a blog, you imagine yourself to be this poetic genius that has such a way with words to where every swift type adds character to the text (and no pun intended when referring to it as character I might add). You think of all these scenarios where readers eagerly wait at home with anticipation as you publish your blog and imagine their smiles and laughter as they hear what you have to say. Coming back to reality now I can clearly see that the likelihood of that becoming true is extremely small, especially if you incorporate the fact that I specialise more in maths rather than any philosophical or thought-provoking subject. Not to say that maths isn't though-provoking, just not in the way that most people would agree on. 


So as going back to what I originally stated I would, my life has been a pretty big mess recently. I may only be less than a year away from entering sixth form but that doesn't stop any of the stress or fears from presenting themselves. As friendships fade and grow, you almost loose sight of who you can trust or why you want to trust them; but i`ll leave that for another blog.

*playing music in the background right now to help me relax and think but I can definitely back up the argument that the type of song that is next played on shuffle definitely determines what you write. Its currently playing He is We and its pretty soothing to write to*

So for now I guess good night and stay tuned for the next update ;)