Lost

From time to time you find yourself in a position where you have to be ok with being lost. I don't mean lost as in Tom Hanks Castaway, but just in an overwhelming how do I figure this out type shit. 

Without sounding like a young damsel, I am lost and I simply can't. My acceptance of this loss is made a little easier in the sense that I put myself here. Now, I realise I haven't explained myself... I'm in my first year of Uni and have decided to switch up majors. After painstakingly decided on what degree would help me achieve my goals, I realised my goals were just ideas, really shallow puddle like ideas. I didn't take into consideration the actual careers and where that takes me and how it aligns with my beliefs, emotions and life. That after everything you think you knew, you actually didn't and in fact you were just emulating what you thought you should want.  This is what getting lost has given me. A real hard look. 

It's not all 'pull yourself together' heartless responses, but it kinda feels like a process of elimination way of deciding (even if it is the long way).

So fair thee well my exhausting Business Degree and hello bright new Creative Arts world!....I will probably regret this. 

Did someone say another useless blog post?

Well, here we go again. Another useless blog post. About what you ask? About my life! Why is that so wrong? This is my blog and also, I do some stupid things, often.....very often.Look I understand that a post about just me and my moments of stupidity, isn't that interesting, but just hear me out. 

So it was my 20th birthday a couple weeks ago and for my birthday I asked my mum for an Xbox 360. Now, I had already saved up just over $400 bucks myself but my mum offered me $200 to go towards it. I know $600 is a lot of money but, it comes with 31 games?!?!?! How could I not. So, I got it.

It arrived just after my birthday, and when it arrived boy oh boy I can not tell you the feeling of getting a parcel that big in the mail. It was beautiful. When I opened the glorious parcel I wasn't prepared for the overwhelming amount of games... I felt like an EB Games store. The green cases shone bright like plastic Emeralds, my pirate's treasure. Before this I had been playing World of Warcraft, but that was now behind me, I had uni now and I couldn't dedicate my time to it. 

My life as an Xbox player has begun. The main games I really wanted were Call of Duty: World at War, Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 and Batman Arkham Asylum. The rest of the games were just bonuses. Now, a couple of days in and I am really living in a gamer's paradise and I decide to get myself an online account because I wanna play with others. 

As usual an annoying little update pops up, which I accept, because why shouldn’t my Xbox be up to date, ‘1 hour remaining’...So I leave and come back. Update complete. Perfect, here I come, to join the online gaming community. I put in Call of Duty, because I am ready to shoot some people and a horrible screeching sound starts coming from the disc drive. I panic, a cannot read disc message pops up and the bloody thing can't play the game, so I put in another, and another, the same thing over and over. I stop, I am a young person who knows about this tech stuff...i think my Xbox has been modified… Fuck. 

I google it, because that's what you do. Reddit confirms my suspicions. I look at the pile of games that were once plastic Emeralds are now just fakes. I should have known it was too good to be true. I go back to the Ebay page and message them and they say that I shouldn’t have updated it because it has been given an improvement…. An improvement...I’m not opposed to downloading and online pirating, I mean come on, we live in an age where everything is a click away.. Ok I’m drifting. Long story short. Turns out the only real game I had was Batman and now I have a pile of useless discs..(T_T”)

I know it’s not necessarily stupidity, but boy oh boy I felt stupid. Anyway, you live and you learn. Oh also here is an image of me with all my games gloating like a silly pirate who hasn’t realised the treasure is actually cursed….

Worried about getting beaten, bashed, eaten, mugged or other hideous act's of antisocial behavior inflicted upon you? These days it's a serious issue and one the media doesn't talk enough about............. >.>

Whatever happened to the cowards way out? When in danger, instead of fighting back

 and looking like a dick when you lose, just get out the good ol' disguise. 

A Vending Machine disguise can work Wonders.....

John Travolta from Saturday Night Fever

Giant Flap Jack?????

HOLY SHIT IT'S PICACHU!!!!

Trust me, you'll thank me later when you're safe out of harms way.......

This space was created because there are so many great blogs out there and I want to make love to them all. Thus I created this blog, to keep up on the good shit.

Very rarely will this blog have anything interesting. Just random babble worse than nanna's pointless stories that go no where, yet still cherished.

Stay fresh, and keep watching the stars...

o.O