It’s all blank

This is a reason why I don’t blog everyday. Nothing to write about. Sometimes there’s nothing to say. Write everyday, you say. Or there’s no thing called “writer’s block” That’s lot of bull. My mind is all blank.

Earth Hour today (Saturday) But will people switch their lights off? Nope, they don’t care or even know it is Earth Hour. Selfish bastards ๐Ÿ˜› They even put the light on even if the sun is shining outside. Jerks. Sometimes I just hate people.

Weekly Writing Challenge: Golden Years

This Weekly Writing Challenge really is a challenge. I don’t want to reveal too much about myself. I’m still sticking to the “no personal stuff” policy on this blog. So I won’t get into much detail.

Age is a thing I’ve never had any problems with. But it’s the society that seems to have. People expect you to have a family at the age of 30 and a decent job. If you don’t, there must be something wrong with you. I’ve never had a real job (only part-time ones with no real pay), no real relationship nor bought a flat. But it still doesn’t make me a sad person. Sometimes it feels like I’m the only person on earth that doesn’t have enough of experience with anything. It feels like I’m still a teen even if I haven’t been that in years. I’m still young and have a lot of time ahead of me but somehow the society doesn’t see it that way. With society I mean, work places and such.
I still don’t think I have missed anything. I never needed to rebel. I hated parties and people drinking too much. I always thought I was more mature than other people at my age. I don’t envy those with relationship problems or people with kids. I would rather choose freedom than responsibility. That way I’m still a kid at heart.

I never knew what I wanted to be, career wise. Everything seemed to be boring. It took years and years. I’ve tried a lot of things and studied different things but still I have no career. My life seems so boring. What really upsets me it that, when I finally know what I want to do, the society punch me in the face. There is no job and if there is, you need a driver’s license. Or you have to be a student. Of course young people always seems to get internships or part-time jobs. Someone with no job experienced. When I was at that age, I didn’t get that much help. Now there’s all kinds of youth programs that gives young people opportunities to get job experiences. Where were those then?!

If I could turn back time, I would do things differently. But since I can’t, I just have to accept the way things are. All you can do is look forward. In my case, to tomorrow. I wouldn’t want to live forever. There’s enough to tolerate at the present anyway.

C’mon C’mon let’s stick together

OK, you’re all busy. But whatever. I continue writing to myself then ๐Ÿ˜› I’m having 2nd thoughts about this blog. It feels like a waste of time. But then again I got too much time on my hands so why not keep it. I’m just bored, bored, BORED. (I know how Sherlock feels sometimes)

Twitter and Facebook are crap. WordPress is crap. Tumblr is crap. My followers are crap. No offence. Leave if you want. I don’t care. This is MY blog and I write what I WANT. If you can’t take it, you don’t have to stay. You got my permission to leave without an explanation. That will just prove you were not worth having. I won’t lose my sleep over it. No point asking any questions as it seems no one replies them. But have it your way. Don’t bother commenting. It seems so difficult to people. Or maybe you think your life is more important than mine. Maybe it is. You’re busy, OK I got that. * rolls eyes * DO I HAVE TO SHOUT TO GET PEOPLE TO NOTICE MY WRITINGS. Hello, anybody there?! I’m asking you a question, you bastard. Didn’t your mother teach you anything? Answer me damn it! [/rant over] Sorry, my disappointment took it over a while. Don’t take it personal. It’s just me ranting ๐Ÿ™‚

In the blog world, the main subject is about personal things. But I don’t want to be like everybody else. I refuse to follow that route. My subjects might not be as popular as, let’s say fashion but at least I’m saying something. It might feel like nobody cares what I write but there must be someone. Why would I have followers otherwise? I think I look at the stats too often. I shouldn’t take them so seriously. But somehow I guessed, the Zero to Hero challenge wouldn’t increase my blog’s traffic. It was just a while and now it’s back to square one. Maybe I should change the subject to something else or maybe I just have too many interests. Come to think of it, nah, I’ll just leave it as it is.