So let me keep you informed with the latest updates of this blog's traffic.

The total for the day stands at : 0 ( yes, you read it right.. what about you..? Errr...that's a good one..)

Which is a pretty damn stupid thing for me to do, because if you are reading this, then the stats are obviously inaccurate, and if you aren't, well, if you aren't, there is no point explaining why it is stupid in the first place is there?

But it is such a pity you know... because, you and I, we have been through so much since the blog started haven't we...? I mean, i might not exactly know who you are, but but, still... you get what i mean don't you ( look at me getting all sentimental, ah well..).

And to think you might still be existing in that quantum state of uncertain existence, but ....err, but ...

Well, but for Stat-fucking-counter, which had to destroy everything.

I was let into a shockingly terrible secret yesterday; one which, I must confess, made me doubt the very existence of sentient beings on Earth ( not kidding about this one.. trust me ).

Okay, I am exaggerating?

Anyway before I let you into it, I am compelled to inform you that i have registered this site with Statcounter two days ago, which means that your visits to this page will be tracked... Which is a pretty good idea, because in the event of long periods of inane boredom which I am often prone to, I can always log on to statcounter and delight myself looking at the wonderfully detailed and colourful graphs. But i digress, ( i know what is keeping you reading by the way.. its the secret and i better be quick with it right?.... okay okay i am getting there...)

So yes, it happened that i was in one of those moods yesterday, and i logged in and found out that.. umm.. well.. that...there was .. ahhh.. jesus this is embarassing.. and the only reason I am even typing this out on the blog is because.. well.. no one reads it !

Because, well I basically found out that the number of visitors who have been to my site ( unique, first - time and repeated offenders included) .. the GRAND TOTAL... is well... um...
nil...

Which basically means that no one will be reading this post as well and that i can spew whatever bile, vitriol etc etc onto the blog and nothing will happen, because no one knows...

Isn't life great?

That Sinking Feeling?

So with half a year gone, and another one and a half to go before i (hopefully) complete my IBDP i guess its time for a wee bit of reflections. Which, if you take the hint, is just another excuse for me to bitch and whine about school.

Theh extracurricular stuff are absolutely killing me - i am beginning to have this sinking feeling that comes from the realisation that the workload is enough to last me all the way until Kingdom comes. I have got an extended essay and a geography field study to work on in november, which effectively means that i am not gonna have my two month holiday at the end of the year, 150 hours of CAS, and on top of that, i still have to study for the exams. which just makes you wonder why i am here blogging instead of doing all these. But thats another story.

There is no way i am going to stay sane through all these, so the best i can hope for seems to be to go insane as unobstrusively as possible, which isn't a very bright prospect if you haven't already noticed.

So here i am on the second day of a one month holiday, fretting about my impending and inevitable doom. I may, of course, be wrong, and this may just be me getting worried over nothing ( prove me wrong because, christ , i sure as hell hope i am .. ) but...

Whatever in hell is the world coming to nowadays?

A Discourse on Nothing in particular

Now this is really weird, because i could swear that i posted something yesterday, but it somehow got lost in, erm, transmission. but if you are reading this right now, it probably means that my second attempt has been somewhat more successful than my first.

I have heard, or read, somewhere that everyone is allowed to do this once, and just once, and although i am not particularly in favour of using up once-in-a-lifetime chances like this so impulsively, the situation is getting pretty desperate (i know, i know, that's what they all say right?)

Plus, you know you are in a pretty bad shape when the bizarre highlight of the week is the fact that a girl challenges you to an arm-wrestling match with the genuine belief that she can beat you ( i am a guy, you dunderhead, just in case you have not figured it out yet ...serious..). And if you would just allow me to add just this little bit, i beat her senseless ( that is some achievement, you may say).
Oh right.. that was last week but never mind.. chronological precision, i would like to believe, only trouble the trivial-minded. Plus, dates are so darn hard to remember.

So there, i have achieved what i had set out to do in the first place - and i really must attend to other things in my eventful life... i know parting 'tis such sweet sorrow and all, but still i really can't be here entertaining you all the time, (assuming of course, that 'you' exists at all..)





i have nothing to say, and i havve said it