Wednesday, February 25, 2009

The Beginning?

Well, I thought I'd join the popular masses and put my deepest and darkest thoughts, secrets and scandals on the world wide web for everyone to have a squiz at. I'm assuming few people will be reading this, but the narcissistic side of me hopes many do.

I don't understand society. I don't like society. I've done many a uni assignments basically detailing my dislike and contempt for our society, exemplifying the way it fucks us up. They say that those of us in the western world have the ability to be individuals, that we don't live in a dictatorship. This is bullshit. If we are allowed to be ourselves, why do the majority of us spend our lives detesting the person we are and wishing we were someone different. In most cases, the person society tells us we should be.

Let's get this straight. I'm not an emo, I'm not a teeny bopper, I'm not a brainiac, I'm not an airhead, I'm not beautiful, I'm not ugly, I'm not thin, I'm not fat, I'm not popular, I'm not a geek. So in today's superficial, stereotyping, hypocritical society, I do not exist because I do not belong.

And that is just some food for thought. But don't eat too much, apparently we're in the middle of an obesity epidemic (even though almost 10% of the population suffers from anorexia or bulimia).

Don't get me wrong though. I am actually quite "normal", in the non-literal, categorical meaning of the word. I have friends, I have family, I go to university, I date boys (note, I didn't say "men" :p), I want to do something with my life...help people, go places, be someone. But if all that fails, I'd like to be content with who I've become and have amazing stories to tell my Grandkiddies.

I've never been one for keeping a diary, despite many attempts of trying (mainly fueled by Hollywood's romantic notion of having bookcases full of stories of one's past). Maybe this whole blog thing will work, maybe it won't. All I know is that there are things I can't tell my best friend, my mother or the guy I'm currently wooing, so perhaps divulging to random internet strangers is the answer.

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