It's not you, it's me

It's weird, yesterday it struck me that it's about 9 years ago that I got a text in the middle of the night from a very good friend of mine. I can't recall exactly when I read it but I know it was a Sunday the next day. And the text basically read like this: "Just to let you know Johan shot himself last night. He's in ICU but not looking good". Now, this was a guy that was in the same class as me right through high school so we knew each other but moved in different friend circles and I think I might have seen him once or twice after walking out the doors of our school. The reason my friend let me know is because we are good friends and she was close to him, so in a way I think it was just a case of looking for the little bit of human contact and support. Ok, so you're probably wondering where I'm going with this and why would I bring up something as delicate as this. The thing is, there was another guy in my group who also shot himself in that sam

Blogging. It's been about 4 years since I've tried and even back then it was just a vain effort. But here we go, 2011 and I find my inspiration has been reignited due to the many interesting and, dare I say, weird people I've been fortunate enough to stumble across and "follow" on Twitter. (note here: I should mention this from the start, although I pride myself on spelling, you will probably soon realize my grammar sucks, so if things don't make sense, don't worry it probably shouldn't, just keep reading) Anyway, for a very long time things have been buzzing around in this highly ambitious, very lazy and somewhat slightly deluded brain, so maybe it's time to throw the dice and who knows, this might just get interesting. Makes no sense? Well, what did you expect, I'm a Virgo. And I'm not going to lie to you, or maybe I just did... Laters