ONE LIFE.

NOTE; I've noticed how daft I've written some of the stuff in this blog, I don't even realise I'm doing it, but I aim to try and avoid getting in depth on personal stuff really.
I spend the majority of my time in this position, either revising, or writing something trivial.
The posters on the wall don't represent me, but neither does a magnolia wall; it's a culmination of ideas, influences and so on, which I guess, is what life is made up of.
I watched a BBC4 programme about 'the butterfly effect', the metaphorical-come-realistic theory that states something as small as a butterfly flapping it's wings in say, Australia, has the power to effect the weather in America, due to the change in pressure occuring during the movement of the wings. Things like this make you realise that the human race is often too complicated, with assumed control of the planet, which I believe is niave, due to the fact that there is nothing to say we have finished evolving.
I've realised after being at home for a month, that there is honestly no point in a relationship, because the chances of finding a girl who is simelar enough not to become obcessive, or isn't a player, whilst being someone actually want to spend alot of time. Most importantly, someone with a good dress sense and a love for Joy Division/The Smiths! I'd rather play Fifa and listen to Eminem, which I've rediscovered from 2001! Saying that, you can't beat having a girl you could have a full on chill with, can't beat that to be honest!
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