hello
i'm a teenager and i don't do very much. i walk through the corridors of my school and through my life feeling very odd. it bothers me, life does. i don't understand why its so rubbish. but then again it has no reason not to be. it can be whatever it wants and we can't say 'life, don't be like that' because either nothing will happen or we'll die and it won't matter if one person thinks it's excremental. I'm back on blogger because even though there are some classy blogs on tumblr they waste my time. even though blogger is a seldom-visited wasteland these days i thought that i would go back and write about my life on it. because that is what young closet narcissists and attempted creative types who are lost in today's world are best at - writing about their lives which are more often than not laugh-a-minute non-stop adventure thrill rides of fun and frivolity. Nah, not really. so at this minute i lay uncomfortably on my bed, picking at the last of my vegetable biryani (because indian food is my only love) and thinking about the month to come. right now there's a plan brewing and bubbling, a ridiculous plan that is to move out somewhere with isabellarg. we'll see. seems like a pretty dumb thing to do, anyone who thinks i'm gonna be able to get a job is insane. i can hardly order food without talking at a level only the hounds take heed of. whatever.
so that's my first post.
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