Say what?!

Oh hey there blog, sorry I neglected you again for a long period of time like always… I promise it will not hap… nevermind we all know that’d be a lie if I promised that… So now the issue of what to write… as is always the problem with blogs since it is really just a completely opinionated bunch of garbage written by someone to express what they believe to be profound statements of profundity (I know that was a very profound statement) that really only boosts their own ego by thinking their insight should be shared with the entire human population… perhaps this is why I blog.

So let’s move on to more pressing issues shall we… I am not going to sugarcoat my day like … sugar covering…a … coat?... but my day has not been that fantastic… in fact on a scale of good days, this would rank rather low… however, I still attempt to remain optimistic about ("aboot" for my Canananananandian friends) it all. I find it more that I am struggling with the day internally than I am from the external factors that are surrounding it all... Now some could argue that it are this events occurring outside the realm of my control that are indeed affecting (not effecting) my inner self and causing turmoil. The other whole weird thing about it all is the fact that I am completely content with myself and the way I act, and yet I seemingly deliberately sabotage myself in order to perhaps prove the reality of myself. I feel it is some underground man syndrome (Dostoevsky ftw) where I need to prove the pain in order to accept the reality that I am actually a pretty awesome guy. So I continually battle the ideas that perhaps I am really not living life as good as I could be and to reassure myself that I am I begin to purposefully make poor decisions. It makes me feel alive for the moment, surely, but alas I end up thinking that perhaps I should just believe it all from the beginning without needing to go through the hassles of perhaps destroying my own positive reputation.


I am not even sure that this all makes sense, but it makes sense to me and as I previously stated, I think that's all bloggers really care about.

Expectations

I want to share an anecdote with you, I promise it’s not too long, not too long at all, in fact it just happened yesterday so my mind is too busy racing to even try to tell you the whole thing, since it just happened, you know. And it just happened so you don’t want to relive it twice, you know, like two days in a row, but I need to tell you it I promise you’ll like it. So I was watching the game yesterday, the big game, the soccer game, the finals of the soccer game, the World Cup, and I was so excited, super excited really, to be able to share this experience with my fellow countrymen and women, you know, because we were all watching it together although not in the same room because that room would need to be large and we wouldn’t have enough room for all of us to fit and it was humid anyway so that would have just made things worse and people might have just been fainting from the lack of fresh air filtering through the cracks of sweaty armpits in the room, you know? Anyway, so it was hot in the room and I was watching the game and I was enjoying a cool glass of water with six ice cubes, no more or my sensitive teeth would have shivered away from my gums, and so I was watching this game with high anticipation because we were going to win, you know, with our players so mentally and physically tough, which is great because I was sweating just watching them play which I suppose makes me both mentally and physically weak but I never really claimed the opposite to begin with so anyway, we were really getting unfortunate breaks with posts and junk and I was upset but it was okay because we were expected to win so I never really thought anything of it because you knew by the end of it all you were going to be cheering in the glory of our victory. So we continued watching, we as in the entire country because we were all watching it together, and the anticipation was mounting, but again, not worried, and we finally put in a goal! We all celebrated, the country, and moved on with our daily lives because we were supposed to win.