WorldOfIllusion

A while ago I caved… I got twitter.

I don’t use it often but still it is there.

In the meantime be awesome and laugh at this.

On the way into work today I had a really funny idea for a blog post. Predictably I can’t remember what the idea was any more - just how good it could have been. Joy. So instead of some humorous piece, you are all stuck with this (I should go more teenage angst just to kill all my self respect).

In other news, looking at all the blogs out there it really amazes me all the different styles. I mean you have the super personal blogs that basically list what they did during the day - then you have blogs which are completely fictitious. I try and find a happy middle ground to both of these. I don’t list out my life but I will write about my life in a way. My problems becomes yours as I write about my thoughts.

Originally I wanted to be a humour blog, I gave that up pretty quickly. See humour can be hard to write, I didn’t have the commitment to put in the effort. To have a satisfying blog I find I need to post regularly - otherwise I don’t get any views. See I can average 12 or so views a day (when I write every day or so). It’s not much but a lot better than when I only wrote once a week, or less.

Oh for those of you who say ‘it isn’t a popularity contest’, it isn’t. However what is the point of writing if no-one is going to read what you have written?

A while back I heard a saying “Who should you choose, the one that you want? Or the one that wants you?”. Unfortunately this phrase seems to be more and more relevant to my life right now. It may sound fun to an extent - but trust me, it really isn’t.

It seems that my life attracts bad timing. See as far as I know the one that I want won’t do anything in the conceivable future due to the one who supposedly wants me. The really annoying part is that the one who supposedly wants me hasn’t even told me that. I’ve had to piece it together from other people telling me.

I wish there was a little more honesty.A little more open communication. Even if there was all of these things I get the feeling that it still wouldn’t end how I want it to. All of the little preconveived ‘rules’ get in the way.

Why can’t life be simpler?

You know what can be frustrating? Stereotypes. Society dictates that we have to act in a certain way because of what we look like, where we live, what we do, what our friends are like, our gender. It’s ridiculous. Stereotypes can be funny in ways but overall they tend to be more a tool for discrimination and fear mongering. Also there comes the problem when you find someone completely different from the stereotype that they are meant to be.

Ah well.

Life goes on.

You know what else can be frustrating? Feeling like there is nothing you can do. In a way feeling trapped, but in a different sense to how I last wrote about being trapped. When you are left with no real (or effective) options and you can’t seem to find a way to make things work. That’s frustrating.

Especially when you know just how simply things could be solved if you had just a little luck. I don’t want destiny or fate… I just want something to go in my favour. A good draw, a lucky break. Instead I seem to get stuck in the ruts of the everyday world. Being forced along paths that I don’t want. Or even like.

Normally I would say that you don’t need luck - you should just do things for yourself… But what if I don’t know the way to fix things for myself - and still come out winning more than I will lose? Then I come to this point, waiting on my lucky break.

I just hope it comes and that if it does… it’s not too late. How long can one person maintain hope? Hope in the face of something that really doesn’t seem to end well for them. Well not necessarily ending badly but not ending in the way they wanted - or even hoped for.