Here we go againRight, I've decided to start my blogs again. I know I've failed at least twice to keep up with them, but I'm detemined that this attempt will be third time lucky. I'm determined for two main reasons:
1. I will be 20 later this month. I know birthdays are generally a cause for wild celebration and merriment, but not this one. The thought of no longer being a teenager fills me with dread, because everytime I listen to 'Teenage Kicks' and 'Teenage Dirtbag' from the 23rd they will suddenly become retrospective accounts of my lost youth, rather than the here and now.
Being IN MY TWENTIES is a thought too scary to properly comprehend. Most estimates suggest that a male born in 1986 should expect to live to just short of 80. That means a quarter of my life has gone, and as I don't believe in a celestial postcript, although I hope there is one, I am mildly petrified.
As I might as well retire with my pipe and slippers, I thought keeping a diary to preserve my existence after my death seems to be a logical step. Making such a diary public in the form of a blog puts my mind at rest even further.
2. Although I pointed out in my orginal blogs that I wouldn't be political, I've become so angry with the world, and just about all its inhabitants, that my rants will have to encompase current affairs. Sorry to go back on my word, but hey I'm a Politics student!
OK, the next blog probably won't be for a while, as I'm off on holiday in a few days, but if the mood takes me, I'll put something on the slate.
Right, time for lunch, I'll be back…