Just Some Snapshots.

This is the Hawkesbury River. I went camping here for one night with Ryan, Rainer and Jess. It was lovely.

This is Mamre Rd, St Marys. I sit on the side of it at a bus stop every morning for work. This day was very foggy compared to the rest - the weather has been very unpredictable as of late. 

This is a chocolate bar, that when I purchased, would taste exactly like the Milky Bar: Cookies and Cream chocolate bar they used to sell once upon a time. It did. It was amazing, I bought this one from Sugarfix. I shouldn't be allowed in that shop. 

This is a car park with some building over there, I don't actually know the purpose of the building. I have seen people do some sort of fighting (karate) and ballroom dancing... I also know that I live across the road from. I literally have to keep walking straight. 

Men/Women

How can someone justify what they want under certain circumstances?

Those "certain circumstances" meaning; when a male/female is attracted to a male/female and the roller coaster we willingly put ourselves on just to have the chance to be with them. The problem many people face is that, they put themselves on a ride (that usually ends in pain) when the could have saved themselves and not even went near the ride in the first place. Most of the time - tears, sweat, blood, etc is ALL that is achieved.

This is purely because of stereotypes (of course, there ARE exceptions... there always is). Stereotypes, regardless of if you think if you are in one or you think you're not in one - chances are - you're in a stereotype whether you like it or not, I prefer the term similar, after all NO ONE is unique. Even the people who realise there are stereotypes everywhere and strive so hard to not fit in - they all become a stereotype.

Anyway, what I am really trying to say is... I get annoyed at certain people. If you're a fat, lazy man who does nothing but blow his money away and squanders off everyone - how, HOW do you expect to get a beautiful, athletic, successful woman who works and has a nest full of money? If you're an anti-social guy who spends more time looking at computer screens fapping and trolling various websites, do you seriously think that 'hot' young girl down the street is going to go, "Hey, I have nothing in common with you! Let's get married/Let's have a quickie." Seriously? Remember, I did say there were exceptions. If you want someone who has a 'nice body', chances are, he/she would also like a "nice body". If you spend hours taking care of yourself, you want someone who looks presentable.

After all, the one thing we look for in a potential partner is ourselves. It's true. Even if you don't realise it now, you will realise it one day. Of course, there are exceptions. All in all, why bother chasing someone you know that it just won't happen? Maybe, because throughout this whole blog I have been reminding you that there is always exceptions and you may be that ONE exception. Well, when you're crying on your bedroom floor because you were rejected [again]. Don't look at me!

I don't know, this is just a rant. I am a bit angry towards people expecting things from another when they don't anything themselves.

The Question.

The question that all of us have asked ourselves at least once in our lives; "What is wrong with me?".

Well, we usually ask ourselves this question after we do something and regret it, we may do something and begin to question our level of stupid or something along the lines... either way. It gets asked when we do something bad or something bad happens to us and usually this instance or situation happens repeatedly, therefore giving us strong to question the motive/reasoning behind it.

Like, consider my reason for asking this question. No guy seems to want to initiate anything further than a friendship, regardless of how I act, look, dress, speak, walk... or whatever. I get given the eyes every day, but nothing more than eye contact. It's the way it's always been. This is the point where I ask 'The Question'; WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?!

What is wrong with me? Is it the way I care for people? Is it the way I always say sorry/thank you/please? Is it because I put my friends/family's happiness before mine? Is it because I am independent? Is it because I don't rely on anyone for my happiness? Is it because I'm not clingy? Is it because I have standards? Is it because I have orange hair? Is it because I have a different mindset? Is it because I don't conform? Is it because I am thin? Is it because I have a lot of confidence? Is it because I am interested in other people's lives? Is it because... because...

Maybe.

Foreign Objects

I never know what to write, nothing hardly inspires...
I'll dance a little jig, untill my legs begin to tire...
My paintbrush dry, my pencil sharp,
Should I even bother with art?

P.S. I wish someone would read my blogs.

Untitled.

Is this all my life is?

Is it all it's ever going to be?