MidnightCoward

Failure

2008-10-13T21:38:00.000-07:00

I've come to the conclusion that I am most likely going to be a failure at life. My current state of existence is missing some things that I feel are pretty much essential to ones life. Now, I'm not going to go into complete detail about what exactly my life is lacking, But I will tell you this:

I'm not satisfied with my life.
I know what I'm doing wrong. It's just, I don't know how to fix it. Not even that. I'm too lazy to fix it.
Lazy.

Existence

2008-02-04T15:05:00.000-08:00

You and me, we have something in common. We exist. But you know what I found out? Certain types of people don't exist. Like emo people. They don't exist. There is no such thing as an "Emo" person. How have I come to that conclusion? Well lets see. If a person is emo, they know that their emo. That also means that they just labeled themselves. And if you label yourself, that means your a poser. And since poser people aren't the real deal, then they don't exist. Hence, emo people don't exist.

Dear Love...

2008-01-23T18:33:00.000-08:00

So. Here I sit, writing another completely pointless entry. What to say? Well, I'm sick. I don't know who I got it from, either a friend, or my brother. Most likely the later. I fell in love with a book over the weekend. Not that that's unusual for me. I tend to fall in love with books a lot. Especially if they have vampires in them. You know, I used to hate reading. Then again, I was in 5th grade and was forced to read. When I had time to sit down and actually pick what I wanted to read, I began to love it. The downside though: the books I read make me wish there was some other world, where stuff like that actually happens. Then of course, after reading a book, I get depressed, until I find another book to keep me satisfied for another 2 days. Oh, the joys of reading.

Restless

2008-01-04T00:53:00.000-08:00

So. Here I am writing my first Blog entry, at 12:48 AM. I should be sleeping, but no. My mind is keeping me awake. Swarming with so many things, I haven’t a clue how to put them into words.
Well, this is a failed attempt.
Good morning.