So I've created a blog.

Ever feel like you have so many crazy thoughts running through your head that you fear they'll soon start spewing from your mouth like vomit from a drunk 15 year old? Well whatever, I did. Hence why I've started this blog. I needed a place to start collecting my random thought processes, and I couldn't afford (read: be bothered to get) a notepad, and I fear my art in calligraphy is slightly lacking. Besides who is going to read a notepad? And everyone knows that everything we write we do so with the secret intention of it being read one day.

So about me? I'm a 22 year old male. I currently work in a job I hate, am struggling with the realisation that post-University life absolutely sucks, and with every passing year I feel old friendships slipping further and further apart. It turns out Mum and Dad were right all along; adult life isn't all it's cracked up to be. The smug fuckers. It is with that thought that I wish to document my own 'quarter life crisis' and my struggle with the prospect of even more 'growing up'.