| Pyne's thoughts/diary |
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| 06/06/04 Well I have made my first website ever, and to be honest it wasn't as much of a challenge as i wanted it to be... Shit happens I guess. I don't know how many people are gonna see this, nor do I care. I'm just writing what I think and feel at particular points of the day and at the moment I am reasonably well stressed because of a rather nasty pure maths exam coming up that I am totally unprepared for so I'll be spending the next few day revising very hard trying not to fail miserably. Oh yes and thanks to Neil and Katherine for helping me find a way to waste my time productively. 07/06/04 Alright its 1am in the morning and I can't sleep, so I'm left thinking to myself, and logically a few stupid questions enter my mind, the first one being after reading katherines random rambling she mentions her words are meant to inspire, my immediate thought was "is inspiration used anymore? I dont think so, I think inspiration is lost on the human race now, anything new an interesting is just based on older facts coming from truly inspired people. Another reoccuring thought I have is why am i living? No it's not me being depressed again, it's just... well think about it, what does everyones life amounts to? It's just a generic life with the occasional variant. You are born, you go to school, at one point or another you get a job, now you chose whether you want a wife, or want a kid and if you do you strive for them, if not you die alone. Which, digressing from the point a little, is part of the reason I think that teenage pregnancies are going up. I think people are realising theres no fun to be had in this life and the only pleasures left are in the carnal sides of life... Sex, violance, and food so if that is all my life will amount to, then whats the point in being around? Someone email me about this, it's a troubling concern of mine 07/06/04 Hey to my adoring non existant audience its your favourite critic again pissing his pants about maths and chemistry in a few days time and im too nervous or anxious to be thinking philosphically though. All thanks to Ed for saying he'll help me with my maths. I've been listening to Beethovens ninth symphony, fourth movement. More commonly known as ode to joy. It's a little uplifting really compared to the black rappers singing how his bitch did him wrong now he'll pop a cap in an ass it's rediculous. Ode to joy I'd recommend to anyone no matter what the situation it always seems to suit. hm... I hope I can pass this test |
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| 11/06/04 I'm so fucking sick of this worlds crap, you work by everyone elses rules until you get fucked over by the next person who wants whatever they can get. If anyone listens to this, then I give one piece of advice: Have no friends, fuck everyone over and live by yourself. Friends will only like you til you run out of money. 13/07/04 It's my birthday in a week. Why aren't I excited? I'm not a perfect person, and I'm certainly not the worst guy in the world, though others might say otherwise (shout out to the anti pyne league, you know who you are Joss's crew) It's just honesty. I've decided that the most destructive force on the planet is honesty. If you ever tell someone the complete truth of what you think of them they will never talk to you again. This I find amuzing because on that basis alone, all compliments will be taken with a hint of scepticism because the only true way you know a person is being honest is when they are insulting you and that's because there is no point making an insult that isn't true because it will be laughed off. So the only way to be completely invunerable to any insult is to take ur own fears and make jokes about them first, accept your downfalls and play on your talents. Unfortunately my talent is to be able to manipulate certain people to my whims and if neccessary crush them beneath their deepest fear. The human mind is a scary thing. Mention the slightest misconception and it'll plant a seed of doubt in their mind, they will become more and more paranoid about this specific part and tear themselves and their friends apart to try and amend the problem. Destruction is easy, and you don't even need to raise a fist |