When it all comes around.

"if our love was a fairytale, i would charge in rescue you"


i wasnt planning on blogging tonight, but i have nothing better to do than to reflect on the day and what i've accomplished. thinking about it now, it's not one the the smartest things that i've ever done, considering i have accomplished nothing, nutta, zip , bollocks and life is great because of it.

People may look down upon a life where you dont have any cares in the world but what lays ahead in your path, but why should i care about what others think? i should look above my insecurities and my judging adoring crowd and just do whatever i feel like doing regardless of exspectations from anyone. But if only i had the balls for that type of behaviour, im still stuck and afraid, trying to conform to the social norm, trying to fufil exspectations set down on me by the people that spawned me. At least i'm currently happy with my life, even though i seem to paint a weary, bleek mental image, its just one of my ways to stay positive. if you could call this a positive post.

I dont know why i write in this blog, but i want to be honest on it. The truth hurts so why would i want to cake life over with lies on something which is supposed to be the way in which i vent my emotions . Makes you wonder doesn't it? Could i actually be this cynical in real life? or is this kid attention seeking again?or does this kid need help? Could be a combination but whatever, make your own mind up because i couldnt tell you which of the three it is.

I'm ranting again. blah blah blah..

all i did was chillout with friends today and talk about meaningless nothings. which is a great way to pass a saturday. it made me realise, although i do want someone in my life, i dont need anything else to change to remain content. i have friends that look out for me more than i do for myself. today only emphasized why i know i hang out with the right people. i still smell like chlorine and/or my own sweat sauce, im still smiling from the stupid conversation we had, about the devil being gay, steak sauce and a certain friends love life disaster. I have the biggest smile atm, remembering a stupid viet fighting movie cover we saw and mason's impression of what the movie would be like. im still wondering why people forgive me for being a jerk, only to conclude that it is because they are bigger men than i am, who would rather forgive than let pride gnaw at them.

shrugs. i cud be over thinking or thinking irratrionally, but whatever. give praise when praise is deserved. i spent to much time on this post and i should really try to get some sleep. i believe i have an early morning tomorrow. if u read this when i intend you to.

Say hello to your mums for me =]
ex oh ex oh
-Dangnam Van Quang Tran