Write more you say? Rightless!

You want me to write more eh? Well, I say write less. Wouldn't you rather sparse posts that actually have substance rather than pointless daily dribble? Hm, I suppose not then. You just want something to read :P. I could go on some random pointless rant about anything, because all you want is something to take up an extra few minutes while you make your daily rounds of all the blogs you've come to include in your little "things to check out every day" pile. Well, I spit on that. That's right. Quality over quantity my friend. Quality over quantity. I refuse to write a post without something to say. I refuse to write something when I don't feel like writing. I refuse to write crap. So, here's your post, short but sweet, in response to your incessant demands to post more. I have a right damnit, and I choose to exercise that right... to NOT post whatever the hell I want on the internet. The right to NOT post my daily activities, nor my overwhelming emotions. No, those are not for the world to read thanks. If you want to know what I do everyday, become my stalker. It'll probably be a lot more fun than sitting around on your computer all day reading people's blogs, and hell, you'll figure out my emotions at the same time. 2 in 1 deal! Score. So, in essence, go screw yourself, I'll write what I want, when I want, and however I want.

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Good day to you all.

Ever Aging, Ever Changing..

School sucks. I've been having trouble concentrating on much of anything lately. But this wasn't meant to be a pity-post. I just thought I'd update: put a blip on the internet radar. "Yes, I'm still alive, not that anyone's paying attention anyways." A tad cynical? Maybe. Is that something new? Of course not. Being a cynic is part of my nature. It's just something I do. In any case, I've been thinking about a lot of random things lately, one of them being age. Why is it that no matter how old I am, and no matter what I previously thought of that age, when I reach it, I always feel that it's an immature and young age? When I was 14, I couldn't wait to turn 15. "14 is such a young age. There's a huge difference between 14 and 15." Alas, 15 rolled around, and even months away from 16, I still felt young. 15 wasn't any better. It was still a young and immature age. "16 will be better. Sweet Sixteen. I'll be older and more mature then." When I was younger, 16 was the epitome of being a teenager. In all the games I played, my favourite girl was always the 16 year old, in the prime of her teen years. Except, when I turned 16, I realized what a joke all of that had been. 16 is nothing. It felt so young still. Now I'm realizing, I'll always feel young. No matter what preconception I have, no matter how old I get, I will never truly feel the age I am. I will always see it as young and immature. A little while after my birthday, I feel the urge for my next birthday to come around, because this new age still feels too young. It may be because I hang with people older than myself, or it may be because of some weird preconditioned response in my brain. In either case, I don't know if it will ever stop. Maybe it will all go away when I get older. People always say when you're older it's different. And I mean older as in 40ish. But will I feel this way all the way through my 20s and 30s? I'm hoping it's just a teen thing. I'm hoping it's just something I'll soon outgrow. Let's hope.

And p.s. I'll let you know how 17 is in a few months. Until then... ... Ya I got nothing.