Oh new blog euphoria

I'm quite excited about this new blog... not this one I'm writing, nothing to excite yourself over this, but the actual blog site.

Livejournal was sooo 7 years ago. Myspace makes me feel like an attention seeker and don't get me started on Facebook "notes" pffft, oh it grates the very soul of my being.

Well seeing as Uni is almost over, not really, I don’t have lectures anymore, so it feels like the end. I hate this feeling. Come on brain, make it believe it's the beginning, like when I used to play tag with the kids round ours, they'd make me go first telling me that really it's like going last, because once I've caught everyone, it wont be my turn. I was a tarded kid. haha, oh I look back now and see how I was mocked and too dumb to realise it, not anymore, I'm well away of my short comings and I'll be damned if I let anyone else point them out to me or exploit me in anyway. Oh no, this got too personal, I'm just excited, moving on.

Wait, I was talking about Uni, and no lectures means I have more free time (yes, I'm ignoring you essays and exams), and so with this free time I plan to keep up to date with my comic, perhaps make a new layout as much as I enjoy the cheapness of my current one, my eagerness and (bless me) enthusiasm makes me want to do a full flash design, I also want to make this blog awesome looking and update it when there is nothing to say. I'll do random doodles, and post them, and tell myself all about my day, and talk about transaction. Then there will be those paranoid days, were I'll rant on and on, then get even more paranoid and delete my rants, then there’s the depressive days, were I'll moan and mope, and then I'll get paranoid and delete them, and then there will be those angry days, were I'll be an arse, then get paranoid and delete them, there's a lot to look forward to and miss out on.

I'll leave this with a few words of wisdom. I realised the best act of defence if you were to encounter an alien attack would to be in a cluttered room or on the toilet. I reasoned that a cluttered room would cause a disruption to the alien beings, they'd have no place to stand... and I imagine they’d want to come off looking all cool and elegant, be a bit difficult if they're stubbing their alien toes on your knee length boots. And the toilet, well aliens are very clean and sterile (if you are to believe the reports), they wouldn't come abduct you off the toilet, it's degrading for all concerned.