Well hey there assholes!
Kidding. You're all such nice people, and i mean that truthfully. For any of you who read this thing, thank you. For those of you who don't, fuck you, but i mean you won't be reading this so it doesn't even matter. Anyway, my life has drastically changed since the last time i sat down and wrote, not that anyone cares. I've applied to school, and should start hearing back in a few months, i'm excited, and petrified all at the same time. I'll begin to start regularly blogging again in less than a month, so keep checking back if you care in any way.
Thank you,
Brian.
365 Kaleidoscopes
365 days of pictures, life and colour.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Sunday, July 4, 2010
This is it.
This is me saying Fuck You to:
People who re-blog on that other blogging site.
People who claim work as their own.
People who love music, simply because pitchfork media tells them too.
People who listen to music, then simply dispose of it, like the vex bottle which intoxicated them the night before.
People who think Ian Curtis is cool because he is dead, and not because he lived.
People who use art as an in for the opposite sex.
People who pretend to be unintelligent, and vice versa.
People who stereo-type.
People who don't stereo-type.
People who support anarchy but live in suburb.
People who are rich, but don't give.
People who are poor and won't change that.
People who swan dive after loosing money at a casino, somewhere there is a child without a parent.
And finally, people who look to others for their viewpoint.
Don't believe anything, question everything.
People who re-blog on that other blogging site.
People who claim work as their own.
People who love music, simply because pitchfork media tells them too.
People who listen to music, then simply dispose of it, like the vex bottle which intoxicated them the night before.
People who think Ian Curtis is cool because he is dead, and not because he lived.
People who use art as an in for the opposite sex.
People who pretend to be unintelligent, and vice versa.
People who stereo-type.
People who don't stereo-type.
People who support anarchy but live in suburb.
People who are rich, but don't give.
People who are poor and won't change that.
People who swan dive after loosing money at a casino, somewhere there is a child without a parent.
And finally, people who look to others for their viewpoint.
Don't believe anything, question everything.
And so it begins (again?) !
Once again, i'm about to find myself drowning in the sea of mediocrity that is summer school, I however did not fail a class. So amongst the failures of twelfth grade english and over achieving sons and daughters of "professionals" (lawyers, doctors and the like) i'll be posting my pictures and writings. Last year, while being an over achiever myself we (my class) were required to write journals. If my underpaid and miserable teacher decides to do that again i'll throw those incoherent ramblings on this pessimistic and jaded piece of digital crap known to myself and the world as a blog.
Bon Voyage,
Brian.
Bon Voyage,
Brian.
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Losing touch
as above, so below. School is hard, music is hard and life is hard. But, just like everything else in life the right motivation can take you wherever you like, and remember kids, you can be whatever you like. That is of coure unless your too stupid, have bad teachers, don't work hard, don't have enough money or someone else is better at it.
thats the way she goes.
thats the way she goes.
Friday, May 7, 2010
no kind words.
Being 17 has it's pitfalls. Not to mope about and be a little whiner about my life - its great - but stress can cause well...stress. Moving away, deciding what to do with your life, all breaking things apart. Especially relationships, how can someone enter into a relationship knowing full well that it may not last more than a year. Every teenagers life is a setup for a great hollywood epic, and this aspect of it is no exception. The best you can do is try, try and figure out if 2 months or a year is worth it, try and see if the other person is of the same opinion. If not? dust yourself off and keep it together.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
spell it out
So, if you would care to go back a few months in this god forsaken blog, you'll notice my strong desire to go to McGill in Montreal, Quebec, Canada. The catch is they're rather selective as to which asshole Canadian teens they accept in to their fine institution. As i'm one of the assholes who wants to go there, i need a high average. And although i nearly failed math, i have a little equation for you.
Me+Blogging Everyday+Homework= Bad Average= Stuck At Brock
that shit is not happening.
which is where the sadness happens, i may not be posting as often as i'd like.
NEVER FEAR! i will still post my gorgeous pictures and witty anecdotes, no worries.
Me+Blogging Everyday+Homework= Bad Average= Stuck At Brock
that shit is not happening.
which is where the sadness happens, i may not be posting as often as i'd like.
NEVER FEAR! i will still post my gorgeous pictures and witty anecdotes, no worries.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Sunday, March 28, 2010
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