This is how I feel
He told me I’m the last voice he wants to hear before he goes to bed (call me a skeptic but I don’t believe this). This led me to thinking about the last thing I like to do before I go to bed, which turned out to be checking my twitter time line. I know this sounds vain but if you appreciate twitter as much as I do then you would understand. Personally I think twitter has changed my life in so many ways, and that’s why I love it so much (I don’t think love is the word to describe my relationship with twitter, addiction would be better). It’s through twitter that I receive all the news about whats going on in the world. Twitter was my live update during the election, and trust me it kept me on edge. Thanks to twitter I didn’t have to watch the debate since I was constantly updated on what was going on. Call me uninformed but prior to twitter I had no clue as to who Frank Ocean was, but I had no choice but to be acquainted with him after his coming out of the closet. I happen to think he’s a great artist, I have two of his songs on my playlist which is pretty grand for me since I’m not much of a music enthusiast. Twitter has also helped me better connect with my friends, like me most of my friends appreciate twitter hence constantly posting and updating (s/o to all my friends who ignore my texts then post on twitter like there’s no tomorrow, because I’ll remember that next time you text me). As much I love twitter, I also hate it. Since everyone in my timeline thinks they are an awesome narrator, they always write every detail of tv shows and movies, which in turn ruins my excitement for watching the shows only because I’m always last on watching everything (on a brighter note, this helps because I don’t watch as much tv as I used to). For some odd reason everyone feels the need to post about how great their weekend is and how much fun they are having, well umm this really helps shed light on just how much fun I have(well compared to my timeline I have no fun at all in my life). Now I understand why people could develop depression from social media, talk about the pressure of being cool and drinking your whole weekend away(which btw I’m not against), its like high school all over again. I think my IQ has increased since I started using twitter, you can credit this to google facts and all the random pages that tweet all the facts (I don’t think all the facts are true, some of them sound a bit questionable, this just makes me question everything I’ve ever learned in school). My most favorite thing about twitter are the positive tweets (to all the tweeters who’ve dedicated their tweets to positive and uplifting tweets, you make my life so much better, you guys are like my personal Oprah) they make life so much better. Well, this must be among the most important relationships I have right now, because while twitter may sometime disappoint, it always has a way of redeeming itself and making everything so much better (men should take note from twitter, they would learn a thing or two).
Its snowing. 10th December and today is the first day snow is falling. I don’t know why that piece of information was relevant but whatever, I wrote it anyway. I’ve been thinking all day, about nothing specific but mostly about everything. I’ve thought about the past year and the fact that I feel as though I’ve accomplished nothing and yet have experienced lots of things. Maybe I should blame the fact that I didn’t accomplished much on my not writing down my resolutions. I think I had new years resolutions, I just never wrote them down. maybe I’ll do better this year and write down my resolutions. But come to think of it, I don’t have specific things that I want to accomplish. I mean I want to get better and grow as a person but I don’t have specific goals such as travel to Jamaica, lose 10 pounds(btw, I always have a goal of losing 10 ponds. doesn’t matter how I look or feel I just do) or get a master’s degree or anything of the sort. I think not having set goals worked to my favor this time around since I got to experience and do things that I wouldn’t normally do. Thing is I’m a firm believer in following the law and abiding by rules and regulation, this also applies to the rules I use to govern me. When I write down goals they become rules that govern me, I have to live by them at all times. Not having set goals helped me color outside the lines which turned out to be quite interesting. While I havent accomplished anything major i stepped out my comfort zone and experienced a few things, I’ll try summing them all up in a nutshell; I had the most jobs, all interesting jobs this year than I ever have had in my life, my sexual encounters were out of the box as well, familiarized myself with certain ‘body/mind simulators’, met very diverse and interesting people, gained weight(which I’m going to get rid off, yeah im working on losing 10lbs), started running (this is big for me since I don’t run and hate everything that has to do with running), I chose to become a soldier, thought of becoming a pescetarian (the thought counts too), changed my major in school again(my major is finding an actual major), became a shopaholic (devastating to my financial well-being), I also realised that I just may have some fashion sense, became an informed alcoholic (prior to this I was a non-informed alcoholic), lost and gained friends (this is not news though, this happens quite often), I cook (its twisted but cooking is not hell for me anymore, I actually enjoy cooking for people, I know the world must be coming to an end) and most important I discovered that I enjoy writing. I’m not sure where I was going with this but I think that’ll be it for now.