Happiness.

hello,
i thought id make this a little more personal, like im writing specifically to you.
im in a reasonably good mood :)
im listening to this band on myspace called Holden, Sophie showed me them
http://www.myspace.com/holdenband
check them out, theyre really good sound like a DIY paramore, my favourite song is dont lean too far forwards, it has a simple yet effective sound :) and the vocals are good :) and lyrically its good :)

so...
today, today was a half day at school, because its open day, being in year 13 i dont have to go back in at all and i get tomorrow off school tomorrow, which is good :)

i feel i keep saying the word "good" too much damn

anyway.

i didnt really learn much at all biology trundled on like no tomorrow, i love my biology teachers its just... i never seem to retain anything they ever teach me for long enouhgh, i do try to, and i enjoy the lesson, i just get disheartened when my test papers come back as "E".. but such is life eh? i hold onto the fact that unlike 99% of my year i dont think success comes from pieces of paper, i feel determining your life by pieces of paper, like exam results and marriage is an unecessary way to attain happiness. i believe happiness is having enough money to fulfill your life the way you want, and enjoy yourself, this may mean being a dustman or scientist, as long as you have the time to do what you want, spend time with friends and family i know i would be happy and i dont mind what i would do. Ive never been money orrientated, this might be why ive only had one job, and this may all be as a result of bitterness for the AS i results i got in the summer gone.. who knows. :)

dont get me wrong i do plan on working, and going to university, as long as i enjoy it, if i dont i will change what im doing.

i guess aswel, that this may also link into the reason i want to study art, art cant be judged, art is art, art is a perception, it cant be wrong, and if i can make a living out of that, then that would be amazing. ill probably end up at a desk job for some insurance company chugging down 15 cups of instant coffee wondering where my life went wrong which in turn make the whole direction of this blog entirely irrelevant.

But i can dream right?

...


So right now, i sit here, in my living room, my house is empty, i have my dog starring at me, him and i dont see eye to eye, im more of a cat person myself, although willis (one of my two cats) has buggered off to sit on the sofa whilst i sit on one of the one seater seats. the only thing dogs have over cats are that they are loyal... maybe with my biological knowledge ill compose a cat dog hybrid with sophistication and cuteness of a cat with the loyalty of a dog...

maybe im just mad?

as i sit in this chair it reminds me of a thought that frequently occurs in my mind, the idea of ever leaving this house. i cant imagine it, ive had so many christmas' (17 this year) and every birthday in this house, so many memories intrinsically sewn into the very foundations of this house's history. i know that if my family were to move that the family or people afterwards would never cherish these four walls as much as i do. i can atleast find satisfaction in the fact that in say 50 years this house will probably be here, and maybe one day ill come visit. i think it would be rude not to? this house is like part of the family in a way, its been here through so many things.

im just thinking out loud.

times change people change nothing stays the same, but things can get better :)
i hope i didnt seem too melancholy :)
and that youre okay
ill probably write again later

Daniel x