After my daily computer routine of facebook then emails to facebook to iTunes then back to facebook, I stumbled across the wonders of blogging and how they seem to be a pretty good method of unbottling emotions built up through stress, people and well, anything else. Being a super social, talkative noob face I realised this could be a perfect relief
So, this is my first blog...starting today, 8th march 2010
Whilst turning on the ps3 and watching the green light for a while, my mind wondered...”why do I cry at anything Leona Lewis sings?”
Her songs I find are so amazingly written and performed I can’t help but build up with emotion which resorts in shedding a few tears. I usually use this as a guideline to my true emotions. If I’m happy I will enjoy music and sing along. However, clearly when my mind is not in a good state I do get teary.
It seems that we cannot influence anyone deep down in the end.... Maybe one day...hopefully I might be able to make that person learn how much they mean to me. But until then I shall say “I Love You” s often as I can as in this case, the truth doesn’t hurt.
The human mind intrigues me, no matter how many times something is explained, repeated or clarified, and you’ll find that people have already made up their minds no matter how untrue something is.
With the hitcher talking in the background I still keep checking my phone with anticipation closely followed by disappointment then paranoia.
I just need to talk to someone? That’s all I ask?
It seems that we cannot influence anyone deep down in the end.... Maybe one day...hopefully I might be able to make that person learn how much they mean to me. But until then I shall say “I Love You” s often as I can as in this case, the truth doesn’t hurt.
The human mind intrigues me, no matter how many times something is explained, repeated or clarified, and you’ll find that people have already made up their minds no matter how untrue something is.
With the hitcher talking in the background I still keep checking my phone with anticipation closely followed by disappointment then paranoia.
I just need to talk to someone? That’s all I ask?
I can’t deal with my head right now, It’s got to the stage where I am in dire need of another hobby to keep my mind off...well...my mind.
This all does seem to be helping which is an odd feeling...sitting here on my laptop, in bed with geek glasses on and having it act like a form of therapy is a strange sensation.
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