Being Different

This.

The look I get for being different.

I put the Pro in Procrastination.

Well hello again. Long time no read.

Have I ever mentioned to you guys that I just can't stop procrastinating?

Of course I haven't. I've only made three blog posts.

Long story short, it's one of my many shortcomings. It's both a curse and a joy. You can have an awful lot of fun procrastinating, am I right?

Anyways, for your and Nelson's sake I'll try to stop it.


Hey, let's think of some of the many things we all procrastinate with.

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1. Homework (duh)
2. My love life.
3. That one thing you were supposed to do.
4. My dad has asked me like 12 times to take the garbage out, and instead I'm blogging.
5. Going to sleep.
6. Getting help with my procrastination problem.
7. I'm running out of ideas.
8. But I can't stop until I get to ten. (I'm working on goal setting)
9. Someone should bring cookies to class.
10. Phew, that was hard. I'll count that towards my exercise today.


#LazyBlogging #ImNotaTouristIpromise

Welcome to Humanity

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-Welcome to Humanity. You are currently running version 2.14.

-Who am I?

-Whoever you wish to be.

-What am I?

-That has yet to be determined.

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How do I know I'm human? Sometimes I don't.

Then again, sometimes I don't know whether or not I can eat the whole box of donuts, but I do anyways.

So yeah, I'm probably human.

Though everyday I run a program. I'm coded to wake up, designed to fulfill my own desires, and written to be anything I choose.

So I could be a robot.

I think people are capable of being both. You can be a robot, and still have a head and a heart. Blood in your veins, etc.

You become human when differ from your programming.

I need to wake up and update. Change my life. Bring myself out of beta and into production.

That's what growing up is for, ins't it?

You scream, I scream, we all scream

-Because we are terrified.

I fear growing up, getting up, living up.

And that fear of change makes us Human. It Makes me Human.

#Stolen

I'm sitting in the writing lab with you right now, but I can't seem to focus.

So what do I do? Blog about it, duh.

Combing through everyones blogs is an interesting task. It becomes even more interesting when my express purpose is to steal your mental musings.

Wait.

I'm realizing why I can't focus.

I want to know you.

- I can't stop looking around.

- I can't stop trying to figure out who you are.

The things you say are brilliant. I'm reading your personal Paris, and all I want is to see it with my own eyes.

-Miles H.

Intro, not short for introduction. More like introspective.

I should probably use this post to explain who I am. You know, what this blog is going to be about, etc. Stuff like that.

I might do that, maybe. I have commitment issues.

You know, writing helps me gain a different view of life. I wish I actually did it more often, so this'll be good for me. Writing offers me (and maybe you few readers too) an introspective look on the rarely seen world I call me.

I called this blog "Behind the wall of casual." Meaning I'll occasionally write about things I wouldn't normally say aloud. That's good, right? Actually the "goodness" of what's to come has yet to be seen, so I guess I shouldn't jump to conclusions.

Anyways, how are you all? Good? Bad? Utterly apathetic? (This is me attempting to get comments)

Great. I'm already off topic, and talking to inanimate objects.

Woohoo.

This will definitely be interesting.