lørdag 19. april 2008

Well....this is my first post, but most likely more are to come very soon. Now...to properly introduce myself...I'm a 23 year old boy from the cold, windswept Norway [no polar bears though, contrary to popular belief]... and in a general terms, I'm a cheap, narcissistic, grumpy guy, with a detest for the modern human race...

I'm however at a crossroad in my life. The decision on either to embrace the society I live in, betraying and numbing down all my thoughts and feeling, in order to fit into this "perfect" society I live in, or I could disengage myself and do something radical in order to break free of my imaginable chains of proper conduct. At the moment I work in a dead end job in the IT business, buying up computers, servers and software until my brain fills with anger, hate and frustration. There is nothing I would like more than to break out of this circle of working my ass of in my normal routine of my "Monday to Friday, pretend to be happy" , simulating a good boy, and drink until I can't remember no more in the weekends. All in all, my life has become a pathetic circle in which the main point is to stay alive just long enough to get to the next weekend and drink my life away, shutting it down and hiding the pain away.....

I got no point or guidance in my life what so ever. I got no idea what I want to do, nor how I want to do it. The entire plan of my radical way of life is at the moment nothing more than to quit my job and take a long vacation. I fear that if I stick with my job I will end up like one of the billions of zombies that march towards their job to perform meaningless task until it is time to die. I know deep withing that unless I actually DO something, this will be the end result. A retired old man, hating the world, soon to die, with nothing to show for accept money. However, as my parents are fairly successful, money has never really been an issue for me. This has enabled me to maby think more freely, or just conform me more into the role I was "born to be"....

I actually don't HATE my life....but I don't like it. The end point I'm trying to make here with a drunk argument at 3am is that I simply don't have a clue about life.....

Sincerely yours

Prnkstr