My first blog experience...

Although blogging seems cool and may be a fun way to express ideas to the world, I feel as though in everything I do, I am forced to conform.

I am forced to do anything and everything I don't want to do with my time, to use my time to do those very things.

I did not create this blog because I wanted to express some unexpressed opinions with everybody else out there who I have no recollection of meeting and probably will never get to the point where I would have to recall something about you because I will guarantee to you all I will never meet you. Unless you unexpectedly show up at my house. And I wish you all good luck with that.

The thing I find interesting about blogging is the instant access everyone else has to my ideas, thoughts and ways of thinking. Just like in the movie "The Social Network" when Mark Zuckerberg is blogging while he creates that face mash website, blogging and programming at the same exact time it’s pretty damn cool. Blogging would be so much more interesting to me if I had the programming and computer skills to,

A. Go to Harvard

B. Make THE FACEBOOK and

C. Make myself want to go past just typing in a URL in the address bar of Google Chrome.

...But I don't have those skills, which makes my want and need to have a blog shrink down to an absolute minimum. This brings me back to conforming. I hate conforming, and while others may like a life of conformity, I do not. I do not want that structure... right now. I do not want have to be forced into doing something that my mind would not come up with on my own. And the fact that almost ALL kids in this "Great Country" have to be forced into that kind pisses me off. Because truthfully, there is nothing in the world but conformity.

Nation1 invades Nation2. Nation1 gave Nation2 an ultimatum, you either choose our religion, you adapt our food and culture, and you completely wipe out everything that has to do with your country because you belong to ours now... the other side was to rebel and successfully die instantly. You conform if you adapt and surrender, and if you rebel, you conform to non-conforming. Which in essence is conforming, just to the opposite of what the “norm” is, in other words, the opposite of what everyone is conforming to? There is no escape, and it straight up sucks a French toast. 

Pretty much, this world forces everyone to be the same as an opposite of others or the same. This ain’t fair at all. I want to do my own thing, but my own this is someone else’s thing, which means I too am conforming. The world isn't nice to me or anyone else who feels this way. If the world was compassionate and sympathetic, it would be a lot easier to dig into it because it too would be soft and gooey too. But it’s not, so the world sucks. End of story.

As my first post, I was truly loud, obnoxious and extremely opinionated. Peace out America.