About
The panel we all look at in one of two ways; a way to vent and tell everyone else how shitty our lives are, or a little box that someone can one day copy/paste into our obituary..., sad, isn't it?
So which should I create, obituary or a window into my little piece of Hell?
Truth or Lie, does it really matter...? You tell me, dear reader, for I am conjuring in the following sentences what I feel describes and or should be known 'About Me'...
My birth certificate claims I am to be referred to as Preston, though I find myself debating what I truly should be called. Among other things, I'm a philosopher, of sorts; I delve into thoughts and subjects with an indubitable neutrality others can't even begin to amass, not only to prove theories, but to one day obtain a higher level of understanding and knowledge that might possibly allow me to solve one of the greatest puzzles ever fathomed; The Human Mentality.
I LOVE to listen to Music, as it is a fount of emotion and idealism pouring directly from the human soul, untainted, unspoiled; pure. Hanging out, and Backyard wrestling with my friends, second family, and my girly-friend, Briana, to whom I give the rest of my emotional and love lives to, for better or for worse, in sickness and in health. (dedicated, right?) top the list, some higher up than others, of things I enjoy doing. Drawing/sketching/writing (when I have the time or ideas), riding my four-wheelers, dirt bikes, eating (*drools*), and pondering what some believe to be pointless subjects just about finishes up what this torn soul enjoys doing when not otherwise occupied. (I like Cookies, yes cookies, and no, I don't care what kind.)
I don't condone Bigots, of whom include the subjects of; Religion, Politics, and Personal Choices, (I like Head banging randomly and excessively) and I generally avoid, and/or don't comment on those subjects because they always seem to lead to pointless arguments. I'm pretty random, and like to have a good time. I want to ENJOY life while I still have it and try not to worry about all the little stupid things.
I've wasted SO much time worrying about all the things people say and think about me. WHOOPTY DO! Let them think what they want, for in the end it will me ME standing before my judgment, and it shall be ME alone who receives reprimand for my 'sins', and thus it shall be me who suffers for them. One of my favorite quotes comes from a song that, shamefully, I can't remember the name of, although I do believe it was written by Metallica, It goes something like this; "In the end, we're all just chalk-lines drawn on the sidewalk, drawn there just to be washed away." ANYTHING else you want to know, or if there's something you want to discuss with a fellow intellectual, let me know. ;]
^-vTwo twists on my 'Dream Avi', as some people call them...
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