Pretty much my life for the past few days, hence the reason of no new posts.
There really is not much going on at all, and all I really feel like doing is sleeping. I'm not sure whether I'm a fan of sleeping or not. At times I feel sleep is just a waste of time, but when i have been asleep, all I can think about is getting back to sleep as soon as I wake up.
A dilemma indeed...
Aug 29, 2009
Aug 25, 2009
Speaking Of Wasting Time.
I recently joined 'gaia online'...
Yeah yeah, I know, my penis is still intact, and to tell you the truth, I truly have no idea why I joined either. It seemed like a good idea in the 2 minutes it took to sign up. Honestly, it's actually kinda fun, well for two days, it's been kinda fun but I doubt it can stay too fun for long.
On the topic of time-wasters, from tomorrow evening, after VET, I shall be creating a FaceBook account. Now before you all start picking on me for going back on my word, I shall tell you, this is only an experiment. For one month, I will be using FaceBook like I actually had interest in it. If it proves useful and relevant to my everyday life, I'll keep it and go back on my word that it sucks and its an over complicated version of twitter.
BUT, if I find that it is truly useless, then it shall be deleted and never spoken of again.
'til next time
Matt
Yeah yeah, I know, my penis is still intact, and to tell you the truth, I truly have no idea why I joined either. It seemed like a good idea in the 2 minutes it took to sign up. Honestly, it's actually kinda fun, well for two days, it's been kinda fun but I doubt it can stay too fun for long.
On the topic of time-wasters, from tomorrow evening, after VET, I shall be creating a FaceBook account. Now before you all start picking on me for going back on my word, I shall tell you, this is only an experiment. For one month, I will be using FaceBook like I actually had interest in it. If it proves useful and relevant to my everyday life, I'll keep it and go back on my word that it sucks and its an over complicated version of twitter.
BUT, if I find that it is truly useless, then it shall be deleted and never spoken of again.
'til next time
Matt
Aug 22, 2009
A Perfect Day Wasted...
Today I feel terrible. I feel like I've wasted a perfectly awesome day. I mean, it just has that look and smell about it.
I woke up at about 2:00 pm, and immediately I knew I had wasted something special. These days are of a rarity.
Now I'm kinda sad...
I woke up at about 2:00 pm, and immediately I knew I had wasted something special. These days are of a rarity.
Now I'm kinda sad...
Aug 21, 2009
Fuck You Melbourne 'Thugs'
I figured it was about time to finally write a blog with an actual topic, so I went to read the paper and, as usual, I skip to my favourite section, 'Your Say' which is all the letters and emails and what not that people write in to the Herald Sun.
The topic of the day seemed to be the violence in Melbourne, which has been pissing me off for a very long time. As someone who couldn't fend off a four year old with a pointy stick, going to to the city is pretty much an impossibility for me. As a music lover and event goer, I enjoy going to see the bands I love, and going to things at fed square and Melbourne Showgrounds and the Exhibition Centre.
To my dismay, mother also knows that I have not the ability to hold back a toddler with a hammer, so she never lets me anywhere near the city, due to the fact that she hears all these things about violence and bashings and what not in the city areas.
So to all you who think that they are tougher than the guy writing in a pool of his own blood while you hold a smashed bottle of beer in your hand, FUCK OFF! Your penis is an average size, and you will always be less superior than the rich, just like the fucking rest of us. Let me look like an 'emo', and get a new insult.
'til next time.
Matt
The topic of the day seemed to be the violence in Melbourne, which has been pissing me off for a very long time. As someone who couldn't fend off a four year old with a pointy stick, going to to the city is pretty much an impossibility for me. As a music lover and event goer, I enjoy going to see the bands I love, and going to things at fed square and Melbourne Showgrounds and the Exhibition Centre.
To my dismay, mother also knows that I have not the ability to hold back a toddler with a hammer, so she never lets me anywhere near the city, due to the fact that she hears all these things about violence and bashings and what not in the city areas.
So to all you who think that they are tougher than the guy writing in a pool of his own blood while you hold a smashed bottle of beer in your hand, FUCK OFF! Your penis is an average size, and you will always be less superior than the rich, just like the fucking rest of us. Let me look like an 'emo', and get a new insult.
'til next time.
Matt
Aug 20, 2009
There's no such thing as a 'Second Blog'
Orly?! Oh well, I guess I'll use this time to explain a bit about me, let you into the world of Matt.
Self descriptions have always been hard for me but I'll do my best. I'm a pretty wacked out Caucasian fellow from the boring town of Croydon. As a youngen, I was desperate to fit in, so, being a dude, I played sports. I remember getting up every Saturday to go to Auskick. That never really payed off, I still suck at footy.
Although I may have sucked at things, I stuck to them, I have always been persistent in thing I want. For example, I did taekwondo for quite a while, I reached black belt second dan, but once again proved useless for the present day, I suck at fighting. I was in the Victorian Boys Choir for five years, which is a considerable part of my life, and I don't regret it one bit, but to my dismay, all that training proved useless once my voice broke, after I quit.
When I entered high school, it was a traumatic experience to say the least. I was not very popular at all, and rumors went around that I was a gay drug dealer... kids eh? But anyways, the first two years of the high school weren't much fun at all, but by year 9 I had learned how to socialise. I had some friends but that isn't really a year I remember much of. To tell you the truth I cant remember anything from then besides dating Nadine and declaring my bi-sexuality.
Year 10 rolled round, I had my share of love related problems, nearly driving me to the point of suicide. Somehow they eventually sorted themselves out, and ended the year in a steady relationship. Love wasn't my only problem though, some school related problems had once again arisen, but it was less rumor ridden and more some homophobia from certain members of the D.B.C. (our years rebels, for those who don't understand).
The transition from year 10 to 11 was a strange one. VCAL was amazingly easy, and I learned why it was giving the retarded reputation, it was kind of demeaning, but why complain when it's so easy, huh? By then, I had sum actual plans for my life, which was something new. After doing one year of Music Industry Skills, I figured I wanted to be a graphic designer. Well, it wasn't just that that made me decide, when I was with Rust (my first real band), I enjoyed making album covers mare than actually play the music at times. But anyways...
This brings us to the point when I am now. A year 12 VCAL student, studying multimedia, cruising through school, anticipating its end.
I do hope I haven't bored you all, and if I have I'm terribly sorry. If you've reached here, I feel like I should thank you, because I've never been great at literacy, you could say I have a wide vocabulary at least though...
Well, thank you.
'til next time,
Matt
Self descriptions have always been hard for me but I'll do my best. I'm a pretty wacked out Caucasian fellow from the boring town of Croydon. As a youngen, I was desperate to fit in, so, being a dude, I played sports. I remember getting up every Saturday to go to Auskick. That never really payed off, I still suck at footy.
Although I may have sucked at things, I stuck to them, I have always been persistent in thing I want. For example, I did taekwondo for quite a while, I reached black belt second dan, but once again proved useless for the present day, I suck at fighting. I was in the Victorian Boys Choir for five years, which is a considerable part of my life, and I don't regret it one bit, but to my dismay, all that training proved useless once my voice broke, after I quit.
When I entered high school, it was a traumatic experience to say the least. I was not very popular at all, and rumors went around that I was a gay drug dealer... kids eh? But anyways, the first two years of the high school weren't much fun at all, but by year 9 I had learned how to socialise. I had some friends but that isn't really a year I remember much of. To tell you the truth I cant remember anything from then besides dating Nadine and declaring my bi-sexuality.
Year 10 rolled round, I had my share of love related problems, nearly driving me to the point of suicide. Somehow they eventually sorted themselves out, and ended the year in a steady relationship. Love wasn't my only problem though, some school related problems had once again arisen, but it was less rumor ridden and more some homophobia from certain members of the D.B.C. (our years rebels, for those who don't understand).
The transition from year 10 to 11 was a strange one. VCAL was amazingly easy, and I learned why it was giving the retarded reputation, it was kind of demeaning, but why complain when it's so easy, huh? By then, I had sum actual plans for my life, which was something new. After doing one year of Music Industry Skills, I figured I wanted to be a graphic designer. Well, it wasn't just that that made me decide, when I was with Rust (my first real band), I enjoyed making album covers mare than actually play the music at times. But anyways...
This brings us to the point when I am now. A year 12 VCAL student, studying multimedia, cruising through school, anticipating its end.
I do hope I haven't bored you all, and if I have I'm terribly sorry. If you've reached here, I feel like I should thank you, because I've never been great at literacy, you could say I have a wide vocabulary at least though...
Well, thank you.
'til next time,
Matt
Aug 19, 2009
The Obligatory 'First Blog' Blog.
Well, I guess I might as well explain my reasoning for starting this. Here goes nothin'.
In a way, I've always liked the idea of having a diary, but I truly despise writing. It's not a tech obsession or an adaptation to typing, it's just that i find it very uncomfortable and my hand always cramps up and shit, it's fucking annoying. Any-who, Seeing as this whole blogging thing has been around for a while now, I figured why the hell not use this as a sort of open diary type thing.
I don't really expect people to be interested in anything I do, but you know, I can always hope at least someone is. Plus I can always look back at this in future years.
I'll try to keep this thing relatively intellectual, but I can be a sophisticated intellectual mastermind all the time, not with the amount of time I've spent on the internet, the things I've seen... oh rule #34, what have you done to me?!
Ahem... anyways, yes, welcome to the diary of I, Matt Hart, the original 'thelast1uthinkof'
Till next time,
Ta-ta
Matt
In a way, I've always liked the idea of having a diary, but I truly despise writing. It's not a tech obsession or an adaptation to typing, it's just that i find it very uncomfortable and my hand always cramps up and shit, it's fucking annoying. Any-who, Seeing as this whole blogging thing has been around for a while now, I figured why the hell not use this as a sort of open diary type thing.
I don't really expect people to be interested in anything I do, but you know, I can always hope at least someone is. Plus I can always look back at this in future years.
I'll try to keep this thing relatively intellectual, but I can be a sophisticated intellectual mastermind all the time, not with the amount of time I've spent on the internet, the things I've seen... oh rule #34, what have you done to me?!
Ahem... anyways, yes, welcome to the diary of I, Matt Hart, the original 'thelast1uthinkof'
Till next time,
Ta-ta
Matt
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