Eh...

I always start thinking about things when I’m bored, and I hate it when I think about things.

I just been thinking, what have I done with my life so far? What have I achieved? As far as I can tell my life so far has been pretty wasted. For the duration of my life through Primary and Secondary school, I had incredibly few friends, and only one or two good friends, and after I left I only stayed in contact with one person I knew there. Now I’m in college, and it’s not until now, with only half a year left until I go to university, have a become good friends with anyone but Matt at college, and even Matt and I didn’t really become friends until the end of year one; now I fear that College is going to end, I’m going to struggle to stay in heavy contact with any of my friends over summer, and then when I go to university I’m just going to lose all of my college friends like I did my few school friends.

And speaking of my college friends, all of my college friends have something about them that I can list off from the top of my head:

- Matt the bad tempered metal-head

- Carl the quiet bookworm (except usually with 3D modelling & scripting instead of books, same concept, different generation)

- Ross the hyperactive loudmouth

- Sam the somewhat-goth girl

- Josh the retro-gamer geek

Me on the other hand? I’m DOOM guy, I’m Noble 6, I’m Link, I’m just a blank character with no personality. If you asked one of my friends to describe me, sure they could tell you how I look, but how I act? What my interests are? Nope, I’m just Reece.

All of my life I’ve been a recluse sitting on my arse in my bedroom doing nothing but browsing the internet and playing video games, I haven’t built up any skills, I haven’t got any hobbies, and I haven’t built up any interests, you couldn’t force me into a stereotype if you tried, Geek at a push, but I don’t even have enough personality to really even fit into that, I’ve just spent my entire life so far wasting away in my bedroom, no interests, no hobbies, no skills. Over the course of my life I’ve managed to achieve nothing but “I got sort of decent grades on my GCSEs.” THE END.

Hell, even my music taste consists of “Stuff I’ve heard my dad playing that I thought was kind of cool,” and “Game soundtracks.”

Hell, even knowing that I waste my life I continue to do it, every night when I get home from college I find myself sat at my computer bored beyond belief, what do I do? Complain about how bored I am, for over a year I’ve kept saying “I need to get fit,” “I need to get a job,” “I need to go to the doctors to see if he has anything for my horrible acne,” do I ever do any of these things? No, I’d rather sit in my room complaining about how there’s nothing to do, hell, if I didn’t want to go out I could at least be doing some college work or trying to learn something new, but I’m too much of a lazy shit to do that.

God I’m a waste of space.

Well, at least I can vent by posting my problems to the internet for no one to read.

At least I don’t have any followers so no one will see me whining to myself. :V

I have decided to start using this Tumblr blog as a diary of some kind and I am going to start occasionally posting things that happen to me here on this blog.
I think that’s what blogs are for right?

Well, regardless, I’ll be posting some stuff privately just for me to look back on, but anything that I’m willing to share with people will get posted publicly.

Ross, a friend from college, turned 18 last Wednesday, and had a party yesterday to celebrate, I have noted on my phone the events of the party, and will proceed to copy these notes to this page:

- First to arrive.
- Helped Ross make punch.
- Had some of Ross’s friends who I had never met before recognise me and know my name.
- Got pulled into James’s drinking game.
- Lost and ended up drinking four glasses of Jack Daniels.
- Became very drunk.
- Acquired the nickname “The Butler” for being overly polite.
- Tried to convince Josh to drink.
- Apologised to Josh for trying to make him drink.
- Was told off for repeatedly apologising for every little thing I did wrong, and putting other people before me instead of trying to have fun myself.
- Was last to leave.
- Forgot my coat.
- Was last to leave. Again.

Apparently I was loads of fun to have around, and wasn’t very annoying.
Though to be honest, I think people are just being nice, I was kind of annoying, especially to poor Josh and Sam, I wouldn’t leave them alone.