The future. What Future?

Never look into the future, into what you want and what your plans will be.

Never think more than a day ahead. Because, one day you are here, then the next, you are gone.

Death has no special diary, with a date and time for you to die.

It can give you a cause and slowly suck you away.

Or it can randomly select you.

Death’s a game. Life’s a joke.

I Firmly believe in the above statement. Call me pathetic or crazy, but if you do, please explain to me your view on it and we can argue it out from there :]

Liar Liar Pants on Fire.

Everyone lies right?
'I love your shoes!'
You dirty little liar,
(ack theiy're disgusting)

Conclusioned, there are three main reasons for lying, such are;
Unwillingness to hurt someone's feelings,
To keep you or someone else out of trouble / happy.
To lazy to say otherwise (Heads up, that's beginning to sound a little like me)

That said, if we all told the truth, where would all the great games like 'cheat' go?
Because, if you can't lie, you're bummed.
Or, then again, it would help the poilce jail criminals in denial easier. Hmmm, weighing up those points? Would you like a world of Liars, or Innocence?

I know which I would prefer =P

A place more special then I could have ever hoped.

You know, people have always told me that you can't possibly form strong bonds (friendship or otherwise) With people on the internet.

I beg to differ. Chatrooms, a cause for panic for most parents, but, despite not being a parent, a mere child in my own rights, I have found a most special chat room. It's never busy, you're lucky if there is anyone there at all sometimes. But, some of the people I have met there are so special, and I have come to think of them as very good friends.

All the regulars there have formed a special bond with at least one other person, a bond so tight they are willing to adandon what they beleive in to stick up for them. And help them when they're down.

I'm like the runt of the litter there, the youngest by far, the oldest person I know there is 30.
But, age aside, we can look past that, we have meaningfull conversations which I at least could never experience in the 'real world'

It's a place you can go when you're feeling down, and you can trust the people there are genuinly sympathetic. Genuine sympathy I find very hard to come across, but you know when you have found it.

I cannot tell you the name of this place, it would spoil what is so special to me. (Sorry if that came out wrong, I don't mean offence, you're all great people :) )
But, perhaps if anyone reading this befriends me, I can tell you.

Involuntary Baldness.

I think that being bald has got so many good points that we normally don’t really see in our every day life.

I think that the best thing about it is knowing for sure that the hair in the soup is definitely not yours.

And if the drain is blocked in your shower it surely can’t be you to blame.

And think of the amount of time that bald people have because they don’t need to style their hair.

If you will take15 minutes a day and multiply it by 7 days a week and then multiply it by 52 weeks in a year. It comes to 5460 minutes a year! This is 3.8 days a year! And this is without taking in to account blow drying your hair or straightening your hair.

And think of hair products! Bald people don’t need to spend any money on hair products or haircuts and I bet that their shampoo last for ages..

One more thing is that bald people are the first ones to know when it’s raining!

So my conclusion is: if you see or you know a bald person, don’t think that they are busy or skint. They got much more time on their hands than you do. Give em something to do and ask them for some money.
That said, I personally wouldn't like to be bald. Too many drawbacks. But it's nice to make others feel better ^_^

First and hopefully last post about me.

Okay, this is my fisrt post. Yes, it's about me, but heck, This whole blog is dedicated to those things I find I am able to put on here. I shall also post random things that have crossed my mind.

So reading my blogs on a regular bases will give you insight into my mind, both personal and weird aspects of it. Even the doctors could never do that! Why, you feel special now don't you?


It's only polite to tell you about myself, yeah, I could put that in my profile, and I will do that, but heck, it makes a good conversation starter right?

What am I going to tell you about me that could possibly interest you? Why, everything.
I'm sure my life is just as interesting as that guy who just happens to live in your basement.

My internet name is Harpie, it also happens to be my Ninja name. Go figure.
So yes, you may call me Harpie, my blogs will be signed as such, and any one who knows my 'real' name, are very honoured indeed!

You guessed it, I am in fact a Ninja, and as far as I am concerned, I'm a pretty damn good one.
But no, contrary to my display picture, I do not walk around dressed like that. But instead choose to walk around with cat whiskers drawn on my cheeks, I like cats too. yay.

I am speaking japanese too, Konnichiwa, see?
Seriously, I do though, and I'm working up to a GCSE in it, then an A level.

Not many people know about my inner secrets, even my close friends, so I certainly am not going to spill all on a public blogging site. However, you may be able to work out the odd one, an occasional blog of mine may have a decieperable code. There was the first secret. Did you see it?
Well, I spose I'll make this one easy for you, I can't spell. Ha, easy now I told you huh? If anyone reading this knows the correct spelling of decieperable, please tell me, I shall be ever so gratefull.