May 2nd, 2003


Welcome to the nothingness.

Welcome. This is my first livejournal entry. I will not be attempting to explain a little about myself. I will not be attempting to entice you to stay. Know me if you want, stay if you wish.

I didn't want a journal at first. I read through other people's journals and I see them bitching and whining and moaning about their emotional 'pain', and how it's crushing them, and they have such a horrible and awful life, blah blah blah yaddah yaddah yaddah. I think, yeah yeah, I've seen it all before, I've felt it all before even; and if you have enough money to access the internet and maintain a livejournal, your life ain't that fucking bad. So suck it up and deal with it. "Life sucks, get a fucking helmet", to quote Denis Leary.

So that's basically why I didn't want one. I was afraid that if I did end up feeling a little sorry for myself one day (which is prone to happen now and then, considering I have to live with myself 24/7), someone would flick through my journal and think "Oh yeah, just another whiny little bitch, blah blah blah."

So why do I now have a livejournal account, and why are you reading this?
I can't answer the second question, but I can answer the first. :)
Anyone who skims through my journal and thinks I am a whiny, emotionally-stable-and-posting-like-he's-not, angsty teenager who thinks he has the worst of life's problems, doesn't know me. So, really, why the fuck should I care what they think? And just to add, I realise now that all those people's journals I flicked through may have in fact felt the same way. I guess I owe them all an apology, but hey - everyone's dumb once. Sometimes even more than once. ;)

The second reason is much easier. I have friends who use livejournal who have their settings on private; thus I can't read their journals without an account myself.

And who knows.. maybe I'll get something out of this? Time will tell...