I started thinking today about what I wanting to be doing with my life in the future. I don’t want to do a lot with my life, but the one thing I want for sure is to be happy doing what I’m doing. The thing I don’t understand is why do people think less of you for wanting to do something you love even if it’s low paid. Now, I should make this clear, this dosen’t happen to me (a lot) because I want to be a teacher and most people are really supportive of that. But when me and my good mate Dan were talking about this to - for want of a better word - a pessimist, Dan was going through all the stuff he wanted to do with is life and the person we were talking to was constantly saying how it was a bad idea or how it wasn’t going to get a lot of money or how he should be trying to get more money out of his band. I have huge amounts of respect for dan, he’s determined to do what he loves and bugger the rest and for that I commend him. It makes me physically sick when you ask someone, “what do you want to do with your life” and they reply with something like, “doctor” and then once you ask them the reasoning behind it, they say “It’s well payed” not because they have any kind of interest in actually helping people or in human biology but because all they want is money. I’d actually have respect for them if they had real reasons for wanting to be a doctor or whatever because the only motivation you should need to do something is that you fucking enjoy it, even if that job is quite low paid. I would much rather spend the rest of my life in a low paid job that I enjoyed and made me happy than have all the money in world and be fucking sad or unhappy because the way I see it, if you’ve got enough money to get by and enjoy what your doing then you’re set for life, even if you can’t afford tons of fancy clothes or games and shit; that bolllockks isn’t important anyway. Even if you don’t have a plan for the future just find something you love and fucking hold on to it as tight as you can because in the end a happy life is the best thing you can hope for and if you have the chance to be happy, take it.
This whole week I’ve thinking about what I would do if I knew I only had 24 hours left to live and the question made me think about what the people I know would do with those hours if they had just been told they had a mere 24 hours left to live. It got me thinking about what kind of people they would become if they knew that there would be no lasting repercussions and if the people I consider to be my friends are really as they seem or they are hiding parts of their personality from the world.
I’ve always lived by the cliche of ”be yourself and fuck the rest” but oviously everbody is different with differnt morals and opinions. I know it’s a bloody cliche but they’re cliches because they’re true. But, back to point, it seems a shame to me that some people feel the need to hide parts of themselves from the people they know because they’re ashamed or whatever the fuck the reason is it dosen’t matter. Can you imagine a world were everyone was exactly the same with the only difference being how you naturally look? Boring right? And that’s exactly my point. Why would you hide parts of who you are just to “fit in” when all you’re really doing is depriving both yourself and the world of your true personality.
I know what I would do if I had only 24 precious little hours left to live. But more to the point, what would YOU do?
Hi, as you can probably see from all that useless bollocks at the side, I’m Ryan Clayton. I wasn’t really sure what to put for this first REALLY awkward post because (I’m not gonna lie) I don’t really know what the fuck I’m doing, so I just decided to write a “simple” introduction about me. To be honest I don’t know why because If your sat at your computer actually reading this rather than getting on with your bleedin life then I probably hate you anyway. Just to get it out the way; I won’t be one of those arseholes that posts shit everyday to inform you about my life. It’s MY life, not yours so stay out my fucking business. This is mearly a sort of “side project” of my life to amuse myself and possibly a couple other people as well while I’m at it (wishfull thinking). A dear friend of mine made me realise that for some reason the internet is a very powerfull thing that can cause untold misery or happiness at the click of button, and I thought if I wrote a blog I might get a kick out it so feel free to ask me questions and shit like that because I enjoy nothing more than mearly watching and learning things about people, however mundane they think their life. Unless of course you have no life, then I urge you to fuck off and get one because I (and the rest of the world) veiw you as scum and a waste of space on this planet and I would very much like to put a bullet to your head and watch the blood and brains run all over the floor like a posh, snobby, pretentious peice of artwork and then piss on you and burn you to the ground for wasting time and resources I could have used better.
Have a nice day :)