If Motivation Is Found Please Return To.....

All the motivation that I used to have seems to have escaped me recently.
All the drive that used to consume me to fulfill everything that I was required to fulfill has disappeared.
I feel so unable to even raise my head off the pillow in the morning.
I try to set myself goals and tell myself that I intend to do certain things throughout the day. None of these things are any further completed toward the end of the day.
It's both sad, and in a way depressing, to actually admit that lately I feel like such a failure in my motivational ways.
I want to do well. I want to get all of these things done. I really really do. But I have absolutely no incentive to actually get my lazy ass up out of bed and actually do it!!!
I actually have a list of all of the stuff that I have to get done, most of them with a deadline looming in sight. Getting closer by the day.
Let's face it. By even writing this blog I am procrastinating doing some work.
The fact that I don't get any of these "to-do's" actually done, creates this huge pool of guilt inside me and I feel even worse for not bothering to do anything about it.
The thought that I may, in reality, be risking my future out of pure teenage laziness is so frightening. The future that I've worked for, for so long, is all going to be thrown away, and for what? Nothing. For the fact that I just can't be bothered to get up and do some work!
I have to change.
I have to start working.
I have to get up and move.
I have to get my motivation back.
I have to live.

Is Romance Really Dead...?

So this question has been making continuous relays around my head for the past while: In today's society, is romance really dead?


It's hard to try and not ask yourself this question when most young people today are totally clueless to a little thing called romance.


Romance. A word that makes you think of holding hands, love letters, love songs, and little gestures of showing you care, like when the guy walks on the outside of the path; an expression of protection for the lady in question. Little romantic acts such as these are few and far between in today's world. Rarely seen and seldom heard.




It's becoming increasingly hard to even envision this type of sentiment in the lives of young people today when we are constantly being plagued with the colloquialisms of this century, take for example: when casually strolling down the street, you hear the faint sound of some pre-pubescent midget on a bike, that is considerably too small for even his stunted legs, shout aloud in your direction, for all to hear "Will ya meet me?". Now I'm not confining this type of situation to that one example, there are numerous variations of it, including "Will ye meet me friend/mate/him?" and of course, the bane of my existence "Do you wanna go outside and meet?".


Now seriously, what the fuck ever happened to the word kiss? "Will you kiss him?" would be a much nicer way of asking, now don't get me wrong, even if it was asked in that way, there would still be no chance in hell of me even responding to the request, but it would just make me hate the rude little fucker a little less.



Now maybe I might be over-reacting just slightly on this but I actually cannot stand the word "meet". Where the hell did it even come from?!?!? It lacks any trace of romance and it's just downright offending if you ask me. As well as that, it also puts double meaning on the actual verb "to meet", as in "Oh yeah, I met her in town yesterday". This means you have to constantly be aware of the way you put things or be continuously correcting the incorrect automatic comprehension in people's brain-washed minds by saying "I didn't mean it in that way". It's a time wasting pain in the ass and I hate it.



The worst part of it all is that recently I've been debating on whether to just accept the fact that that's life, and that this annoying repulsive colloquialism may be a part of today's society. That maybe I should just admit that despite all of my ranting over the subject, it's so ingrained into the minds of the next generation that it's here to stay. That romance is truly dead.


The hopeless romantic inside me hopes for the sake of everyone that I'm wrong.