Boredom. Term: an emotional state experienced during periods lacking activity or when individuals are uninterested in the activities surrounding them. Typically, it is one of my many flaws in my mundane life. If it wasn't for metal and my guitar skills you would probably see my lifeless, limp corpse in a canyon, impaled by a rock spire. However, I'm still gracing the earth with my presence. People might think I'm a boring person and I'm incapable in doing any sort of activities. But really why do you care? Anyways, boredom seems more of an adventure for me than it is a suckfest. Honestly, thats what boredom does to human beings like me.
College life might be the best years of your life. Away from the folks, out in the world on your own, introduced to a world of debauchery and booze from fraternities, and becoming an adult. Really, is this illusion to me or not? Who knows, days for me often don't inquire all of these expect for first two. Nevertheless, I've experimented around these possibilites and don't find it as entertaining as it was mentioned. However, I've meet some interesting people and often memorable ones. One of my best friends that I met at my college was at a fraternity. I found hilarious to this day that the reason we became friends is when I dragged his limp, unsober carcass to his room and give me $5 dollars for a tip. Oddly, this isn't the strangest occurance however.
If anyone knows, I'm unfortunately single. I didn't intend to hide it or address it but single has some advantages and disadvantages. Usually, couples will want to "hang out" on weekends or any day they wish to schedule. When it comes to committment (expect for my band), I suck at this. Its like me hunting for a video for me to rent but can't choose because it seems to be more life and death than having an option. I'm not assuming that I would be a terrible boyfriend and can't court other girls, but the word that I'm searching for is "indecisive". Mainly, when I'm being single, I have no worries or slave chains to ponder about. Nevertheless, this leads to my self-fulfilling boredom. My "indecisiveness" leads to my own demise and causes me to complain more about how I have nothing to particpate in. I'm better off bunge diving into a lake without the bunge.
However, there is my recreation that I've always committed and practice to since to this day, the guitar (or "guitarra" in Spanish). Whenever I find bordem, my first proprosed thought is shredding my strings on the guitar. I've always had time in between to compose my own music and become more aware about how to express musical talent. Many amigos of mine have always say how genius I can be about playing especially when it comes to modes and scales. However, I must say I'm not a genius. It seems my own emotional drive is my inspiration to pursue musical interest. Heavy metal does have a part in my guitar skills, but my headstrong approach to writing music and my playing style is the balance that I need to become a successful musician.
Yet this ends my pointless, expendable rant on how boredom causes me to spit out nonsense. I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as typing this. \m/
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