Life, the universe and everything

"I don't really know what I'm doing most of these days. I just..am, and I dream. How sad. I need to get a life."
Or that's what I thought before something came to me...this is life, too. Even if I don't follow some conventional image of a good life, it will be good if I think it is good. One more burden of society to throw away.
Yet I still feel guilty for following my own way. Good job with the brainwashing there. I would congratulate someone if I knew who to blame it on. Maybe I need to pick a tree to represent it all. Or a cat. Or a street lamp for that matter.
I wonder how people would react if I'd start yelling accusations at a street lamp?

What is gender? Ever-shifting, that's for sure. After long thought, I am no longer certain how people can say they are merely one, not the other. It's weird, how life throws us about.

Words are just that -- words. They shouldn't be given too much weight.

Memories...ever shifting?

Long time no see. I looked around in my bookmarks and what do I find... A promising beginning, that's what.

Do we ever get over ourselves? That's what I'd like to know. People always take themselves so seriously. I think they should learn to laugh at themselves and let it go. Don't try to deny it. I'm sure you have something hidden there in the back of your mind that still haunts you.

Time, that which is unstoppable

Sometimes I stop whatever I'm doing and wonder... time really does go past so quickly. I'm a Pokémon fan, have been ever since they arrived to Finland. Now? I go to a forum and notice 10 years has passed since its debut in Japan. And people are going all "I wasn't even born then :OOO" and then I feel really ancient. Nice day to you too, kid.

Opinion

It's ridiculous how much people depend on the popular image of something when deciding what to like and what to not like. Couldn't they make up their own minds about it? Some perfectly good things are fading to obscurity, or are ridiculed in the general public, or whatever. Wouldn't they be much happier, too, if they could do what they would like themselves, not do what everyone else likes? Perhaps I'm wrong. People seem to so love being sheep.

The Beginning

This came right out of the blue for me. I already have a blog. At LJ. Will this ever get updated? Will it fall to obscurity? Possibly get deleted? Hmm.... It is a beginning anyway. We'll see about the rest later.