Frigid cold post

frigid small snow manBlogging hasn’t been on my agenda since Sunday. But there is a reason for that. Studying about entrepreneurship for starters. Then I’ve been too tired to think about what to write. Maybe that’s frigid cold attitude to some people but that’s life. It doesn’t involve blogging all day. I do have a life outside the blogosphere. I’m not those who walk around with their mobiles in front of their faces. I don’t even have a phone like that. I don’t have the urge to make a big deal of myself. That goes with blogging and everything else I do.

There is a lot of self-centred bastards in the world and there are a lot of those online. On the internet, you can ignore them but when they live in your building, there’s no way out. It’s usually students who can’t be quiet when their friends visit them. Party is all they seem to do. I wonder when do they study. At least they don’t do it every night. Some people might have neighbours like that though. When they have parties they usually leave after midnight or so. They are not the worse. It’s those bloody smokers who stand in front of doors or stand on their balconies with their cancer sticks in their gobs. I feel really sorry for them for having an addiction like that. Some even wake up in the middle of the night to practice their disgusting habits. I call them tar legs because they never seem to walk anywhere. I guess it affects their vision too because they put the light on even if the sun is shining outside. Or maybe they stare at their mobiles all the time so their eyesight is that bad. All I’m gonna say, get help. Or just get cancer. That’s so much fun to have. Their choice. I stay away from people like that.

Sometimes humans sicken me. It feels like I’m with stupid. But only sometimes. There’s always one who doesn’t care about anything. Luckily you have a choice what kind of people you let into your life. Especially when you’re an adult. Life is not high school where you’re forced to spend time with idiots. They are like tumours. If you don’t get rid of them, it will make things worse. When it comes to strangers, then it’s much easier not to get involved with them in the first place. If someone thought this was a frigid cold post, this was tame compared what really goes inside my head. But those thoughts I keep to myself because I don’t attentionally want to hurt anyone’s feelings.

Without a warning

warning

Without a warning

They said be careful, they said don’t fall

But without a warning, I did it anyway

You got that something I can’t explain

Maybe it’s the look in your eyes or the way you talk

Without a warning, you changed my life

The problem is you don’t even know it

I try to look at someone else but there you are

Running through my head every day of the week

Without a warning, you moved into my mind

Now I can’t get it out and I’m in trouble

Telling you to stop would be wrong

It’s the way things are and I accept that

If only there would be someone else like you

But it wouldn’t be the same, there’s only one

Without a warning, you stole my heart

The reality keeps me sane and grounded

I get over you, I know it

Even without a warning, I would still have fallen

Once upon a time there was a sloth

Inefficient kangaroo

(Warning! This post contains some harmless self-loathing)

Thinking of my life so far, it has really been very inefficient. I don’t really have anything special to tell the future generations. My biggest achievement is probably staying alive this far. Or I haven’t killed anyone yet. That counts for something, doesn’t it? It’s not that I’m lazy. It’s more about not having the courage to do things. When I do, it takes slowly. I feel like sloths, you know those animals. Since I had to do 4th grade twice, it felt like I’m a step behind from my own age group. Figuratively speaking, I’m still in high school and the others are already at the University. But you shouldn’t compare yourself to others. We all walk different paths.

When I meet new people I never find anything in common with them because they’re on a different wavelength than me. I find it difficult to become friends with anybody because of that. I’m an adult but yet a teenager. I should have decided what to do with my life already. But I think and think without getting much out of it. Like this entrepreneur course, I’m attending. Some are almost ready to start trying to have their own business. I’m a dreamer and not a doer. I’m brave in my head but the reality is totally different. I wish I could be like my father. When he decided to have his own, he started it. But he also had experience from working with someone else. I’ve never had a paid job in my life. I’m this micro human who is invisible because of being too cautious.

At least I have tried something and not stay put. I always want to learn something new and that way improves myself. But sometimes I think they’ve all been in vain. What’s the point having learned new things if you can’t practice them for real? My hopes have been dashed several times which makes me want to try things even less. It’s like an extrovert saying to an introvert to talk more. It’s easy for another person to say, do this and do that. It takes me a lot of effort to decide things. I wish I was brave enough and maybe I would be more confident to take risks. Maybe it gets better with age. A lot of age. I really hope it won’t take that long because life is short.