The Randomness that is in my Skull

So......for us students, summer has finally arrived. Enough books, waking up early (except fro some of us who work during the summer) and stuck all day inside learning shit we might never use in our lives. It's something everyone looks forward to: the sun, the sea, the night life. In other words, the whole lot, which is why most of us find ourselves during the summer. As most of us had to experience before, we had examinations. Confined to a room within which we had to pour out information from our minds that most of us had ether been memorising weeks or the night before. For those who had been studying for weeks, sacrifices had to be made. You know what I mean. Going to bed early, missing a few activities, holding a bit back from things that make you happy, skipping naps, not reading books or drawing, in other words, the little things. All this just to attain some sort of recognition of what your capable of by the educational system. Education has always aimed to improve it...

So the other day while I was working i got this really strange thought, especially now that I'm in a moment in my life were decisions are now mine and mine alone. As well as I recall whilst during my studies I overheard someone saying something about change, or time to change which made me think: what if? It's not the wording itself that got to me, but the concept of it which I find intriguing. Your actions now, here at this moment, dictate your future. You have a choice as to whether you do this or that, but the result from the 2 is completely different and has a totally different impact on what happens with you in your life. That's quite simple and straight forward. Now, let's expand it. Thomas Edison, the inventor of the light-bulb. He had to make countless choices and estimations to create a light-bulb, something which we take for granted in our modern lives. But his choices, his destination have change the world and is now quite an irreversible way. Karl Marx...

Hazzar!!! At last I finally managed to find some free time to write something down. Did ya miss me? :P It has been too long since I last wrote something down, mainly cause I've been really backed up cause of school, which has brought me to an interesting thought. School. The mystical place were as kids we are told to go to if we want to have a good future; which considering, isn't so far from the truth. The same goes if you don't get any education at all, you cannot progress forward or be a functional member within society ( here, referring to the simplest and most basic forms of education). However, the further up the ladder you climb, the more complex the work load gets and that is something that should expected. But still, where do you draw the line between work and freedom, simplicity and complication? By law, at least in my country, you are to go to school till the age of 16, which sounds fair. Then you are ether expected to work or further progress in your studie...

Love is like a black hole. So dark, so mysterious. You may look for it all you want, but it is only ever seen, by those who are keen and lest expect it. But once it takes hold and you grab on and hold it's rare to escape it if you ever make it. You're caught. Invisible lines that people can't see, but you can feel. Pulling you Tugging you A force you can try to run from but you will inevitably fall for. The fear of the unknown. It pulls you closer, deeper Till all you see is It It's darkness, consuming all your vision. Through swirling winds and flashes of light It charges, It rages. By now you can feel it's pull at full force whilst you stare at it in all your wonder. Such an exotic flower, so beautiful yet full of power. You take the thole. Forces pull You stretch You, brake You. You twist, You bend, You snap. But You stay, out of stupidity, out of luck or out of love? It is far to late now. You are caught, tra...

It's something that actually hit me last night. You know when you meet people that you haven't seen in a very, very long time and you just sit back and take all that's going on in? Like, you just look at every individual person for some time and just, calculate what has changed? I had that situation yesterday, which was quite weird and surreal. And yet, strange but familiar. Some people don't chance, regardless of what's going on or what they go through, as if it's some sort of sense of rebellion from growing up or even maturing. Some people loose weight, got to the guy, work, school or any of the above. And yet, some people just....don't change at all. Literally, at all. And if anything, they degrade or even fall behind. Now, I am not one to judge. I am not perfect, not am I saying that I don't have my own faults. Maybe I am a bit too down to earth, good hearted or I see things from a too much of a innocent perspective. I have honestly changed and gr...

Everyone belongs to a specific group/category. We have that click of friends that we fit in with and people recognise who are because they know who we hang out with. I have experienced this myself over the years, though now I don't really belong to any social group. Maybe it's me becoming more mature or I've gotten so use to adapting to what I'm presented with that I have the capability of blending in with whatever group I'm with. Or maybe I just have gotten use to constant change of the groups I've had over the years. But me, now, personally, I feel like I don't belong in any group. It could be it's cause I'm so different from everyone else mentality or because I feel that I deserve much better and want to stand out. Sadly, I'm not sure which it is or what it could be :/ All that I know and that I've noticed is that in any group I do hang/go out with, I do stand out. Thinking about it actually makes me giggle. In most groups I hang with, ...

Let me just draw a simple picture: You go anywhere and you meet 2 people, one smartly dressed and another more relaxed/casually dressed. Which is better? Which is more intelligent? Who of them is best? In your ever changing world, women are perhaps the most harshly judged. Wear something too short, you're a slut, wear something too nice, you're a snob. It something that really bugs me personally. People are judged by everything they do regardless if it's good or bad. Ironically and most importantly of all, most women feel comfortable in what they wear. I have meet people who work in every shade of life and meeting them outside of their work place brings out the real them. Some actually do dress up in hoddies, dresses or short skirts. If their comfortable like that, so what, good for them. However, their actions to an outsider are sadly further subjective to stereotyping. Somehow, you are judged by what the world, media and the people around you think of you. You are ins...

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