Extreme rant... A Boy Girl Thing....

first, a couple of updates....

1. Brushing my teeth is a lot more important to me than i thought it was.
2. Junkyard groove has finally released what is called a bootleg...i don't know how it's different from an album.... but they have... and i cant have it because they are only distributing in India....doh!
3. The Suns are making an impressive late playoff push, but they seem to be falling a couple of games short... i hope they make it...
4. I can tie my hair into a ponytail :D its the funniest shit i have ever seen :D
5. THIS is my new favourite song... i wish they would frekin get serious and make some frekin albums :(

Ok... thats done... umm.. what comes next... aaah yes the post... lets do that :D

So boys and girls... its a simple concept... there are boys... and there are girls... and when they are young, boys hate girls and girls hate boys and then when they get older, they can't get enough of each other, and then a little older... well you know the routine (coz i really don't)

I'm sitting on my bed... trying to do homework(?) or something of that sort... and i have my itunes on shuffle... its scary the amount of songs that have to do with boys and girls... songs about falling in love, about the one that got away, about that one magical night, about more or less anything to do with boys and girls... and it was then that it became apparent to me that love, relationships and well, boys and girls are more or less all that we live for...

And because i love to talk about how it feels... i delved into the questions that we all can answer in our own little way....

What does it feel like to love somebody? What does it feel like to be loved by somebody? To know that you are wanted... to know that there is someone right now who is thinking about you... What does it feel like to be alone? What does it feel like to love someone and know that they don't even know you exist? What does it feel like to sit next to a person that gives you the hiby-jibys, but to never have the courage to ever speak to him/her?

Whoaa.. hold on... that word is so awkward... love... wow... it has a kind of animation about it.. it dances around in your mouth, does a back-flip on your tongue and it kind of awakens the snoozing butterflies in your stomach...

so anyway... here i am... in this kind of i don't really know where i am phase, wondering to myself.... people make such a big fuss about boys and girls, and sometimes boys and boys (and vice versa), but what if there was just the boy and just the girl? what if for now, love *cue hiby-jibys* doesn't seem that big of a deal...

i guess im just trying to justify my laziness when it comes to relationships... i can almost see myself in this tiny glass cube, isolated from everyone around me... maybe its just easier this way... but then why does falling in love always seem so easy?

or maybe i just haven't found her yet... or maybe i have, and now shes gone... or maybe i could have found her, but i just didn't make the effort...

the possibilities are endless =)


p.s. i know this post is kind of a mess...but i don't really care... this is how it comes out, so yea... read it anyway :D

p.p.s. check out my new JYG widget in the sidebar... you need to scroll down a bit, but its worth it :D

Extreme rant... Pre-rant becomes the Rant .. returning to the roots

Pre-rant: This post isn’t as happy as the last few have been... I don’t know why, but i have been afraid to use this space as an emotional dumping ground in the fear of coming across as a cynical bitter boy who loathed in self pity and the rest...

as dad always says, there are two ways to look at that... one is that to shut out the complacency would be a good thing and it would allow the positivity to flow out... the other is that i have wanted to make this space more ‘reader friendly’ and i have been spewing out bullshit just to get that site-meter ticking....

When you actually think about it, its fascinating... There is no real right or wrong way to look at anything really... our lives are lived in this fuzzy grey area and that's it... we are fuzzy, confused and insanely opinionated... In reality, the only thing that really connects us all at a mental level, is that we don’t really know anything about anything....

Why do we say the things we say? All the world is a stage and we are but mere actors... We don’t live for ourselves but rather to satisfy the audience...

I wonder... i wonder what’s wrong with not knowing... why is it such a bad thing to be ignorant? If anything at all, it means that you are in the purest form of yourself, unscathed by the wrong or the wrong-right.... There is no conflict in your mind... and i guess in a way, that means that you are peaceful.... all that is left are the facts.... I breath, I eat, I sleep, I do. Existence becomes just that... existence.