Mar 03, 03 09:29 am — I've just gotta vent. Read if you will..

As I was walking towards the bus station to get home from uni, i kinda felt that everything around me was moving in slow-motion, and everything around me looked kinda grey. I stopped for a second, and looked around me - the whole street looked like it was moving at half speed.
It was very strange. It's a sunny day today, and it's quite warm too. I like the sun, although I cant physicaly stand it much, as I've got a slight vision disorder - bright lights are really a pain for me. That's why the window blinds in my room are always half closed. I like the sun, and I like walking around when it's sunny, but I'm useless without sunglasses, I eventualy get a headache and so on.. I should probably see someone about this..

Anyway, back to the point. As I was strolling around without any real reason, I began thinking about how people lie to themselves just to make themselves happy. I know i've done it, and I suppose everyone else in the world has done it. Some people will say that they have never lied to themselves and that they are brutally honest and so on. We all know that's a load of crock. We all tell stories to each other just to feel better about the stuff we've fucked up.

Life has been generally boring in the past few months. Well, actualy, ever since new year's eve. The new year's party kinda sucked, a friend of mine with some issues got really drunk, so I spent a good few hours sobering him up. Wasent nice to see your friend cry out of clean drunken stupor. And the past few weeks are boring as hell. I spend most of the time at the pc, every weekend I usualy meet up some friends, or we get together at someone's place and have some sort of a party.. but during the week I do absolutely nothing constructive. I guess it's a lack of motivation.

I guess I'm missing something.

Oh, and before someone asks, no, I'm not on any drugs or medication. :) Dont like, dont do drugs.