An Introductory Rant

I'm sitting here trying to think of an awe-inspiring and awesome title that will attract many readers to this would-be famous blog. One would assume it has to relate to beginnings, as this is the first of [hopefully] many rants that shall yield absolutely no constructive behaviour in the slightest. I sit here reading back that last sentence, laughing at the fact that Google Chrome wants to auto correct behaviour to behavior, because the Spell-Check is American. Fair enough I think to myself. I'll just change it to South African, so that perhaps Google Chrome might relate a bit more to my thought processes. However when I select "English (South African)" it gives me an error saying how Google Chrome cannot be displayed in this language. This makes me laugh out loud in distaste. As if South African English is somehow unfathomable for Google Chrome (when all it really is, is American English with an occasional extra letter).

Wow, I said absolutely fucking nothing with one paragraph of ranting about Spell-Check options (or lack thereof). If you do not enjoy complaining, voicing your opinion, or having debates, then this is not the place for you my friend, because aforementioned activities are among my favourite things to do. In the past I did attempt to blog, I wrote about what I was passionate about. Things like music, gaming, travel, love making - all the usual. However I never seemed to have the inspiration to write because it felt like my words would fall on deaf ears. Because, let's be real, who the fuck really cares about some randoms passions. The general public does not bother with a nobody's favourite game of the month. What the public wants, is someone complaining. Someone making noise, and doing it in the right way. Take this guy, Jason Russel. Now you're sitting there wondering, who the fuck is that? Well I'll tell you who. You've undoubtedly heard about "Kony 2012", the whole anti violence campaign fighting for children in Uganda. Now I'm not going to sit here and debate on whether or not it was a scam, or whether or not the truth was told, or who was right and wrong. That would be a waste of both your and my time, because you have to make these decisions by yourself, once you are informed and have done the research. If you haven't yet seen the video (do you live under a rock?) then you can catch it here:

It is relatively lengthy but it's worth the watch. Not simply to agree with what is said, but merely to be informed, as stated previously. You can make up your own respective minds, however I need to move back to my point [or risk ranting forever]. Jason Russel directed this video, and made his voice heard. He has since received so much attention that I think he even lost his mind at one point and had a "stress related panic attack" which resulted in him screaming naked in a public street, beating his fists into the ground. Ah, the life of a celebrity, bitter sweet.

Oh yeah, so back to the title. I was thinking maybe something like "every beginning has an end" but then all I could think of after that were random scenes from The Matrix. Awesome trilogy by the way, if you haven't seen it (then you're a completely soulless ginger, however more importantly:) I recommend you go buy/rent it [the trilogy] as soon as possible. So I'm probably just going to give it some overly cliched title like my previous blogs, something cheesy that will attract teenage fan girls. Or maybe just "Introductory Rant" considering the blog name is "The rants of a reasonable man". I'll try be reasonable. I like how I bestow the name "man" upon myself when I'm only twenty one. What defines a man? Age? Maturity? Penis size? Who knows. All I know is I get good grades in two out of three of those categories. I really don't even know where I'm going with this, I'm beginning to think maybe I should just delete it all and start again. But then I would've wasted so much time talking about absolute bullshit. Na, I'll just post it and never link it to anyone except my close friends who will purposely lie and tell me how good it is, thus stroking my ego, and allowing everyone to be happy. Sounds like a plan. A bit about myself by the way. I'm kind of a lone shark. I wouldn't say I'm unsociable. In fact most people seem to get along well with me. However I don't seem to enjoy most people. So I create this kind of facade, to go along with socially acceptable norms, not really seeking acceptance but more doing it for the sake of comfort-ability.

So with this "lone shark" characteristic, I decided to do my own thing after high school. I left, worked for a bit in Johannesburg, then traveled to Ireland and began a gap year which would lead to many good, and one or two bad experiences, but mainly a lot of personal growth. I went all over the United Kingdom, meeting some exciting people (some fucking boring ones too), kissing a pretty girl (or two or three - hey, don't judge, I was living the life of a nomad who is also a lone shark, I needed companionship ok!), seeing some beautifukl sunsets (and a few sunrises too) and just generally having a good ol' time. I like the fact that I didn't need to worry about money. Not because I'm rich (I'm far off that), but because a family sponsored my flights and first three months accommodation because I au paired for their children. Not that I'm the most stressed guy now, but I do miss those relatively care free days. Big sigh. Oh well, life goes on. At the moment I have two weeks left on a contract working in Florida, USA. I'm working as a server (waiter) and I can absolutely assure you that the hospitality is by far the least satisfactory industry to work in. Don't get me wrong, that fact that I'm earning dollars (which are worth seven times more than my own currency, Rands) is great. Cash is always welcome in my wallet. However it's just a soul draining, happiness sapping business. The negative energy often resonates on busy nights with constant complaints and basically the blame game that ensues after. Two weeks left, and then I start another 6 month contract. However this will be my last contract, considering my opinion on the industry you might be asking why I signed up for another six months. The easy answer: It's in New York. My dream city. I could go into more depth but I really don't need to. If I said no, I know I would have regretted passing up the opportunity later in life. 

Sitting here wondering whether I should start writing about the love of my life (the most important thing to me) or gaming (the second most important thing to me, believe it or not), however after much deliberation I've decided not to, simply because that would take up a lot of time and effort, so I'll save that for next time. 

Hey, if you live in the US, go check out an awesome yet very simple website, Pandora. It has introduced me to so many amazing artists, I'm going to miss it once I leave the US (for some reason it doesn't allow any users outside the US to use it, ridiculous I know). I discovered this amazing folk rock artist, namely Ray LaMontagne. Every single one of his songs cuts me so deep I feel like someone has violated my soul and mind. 

Here is an example of some of his work (one of my favourites):

Hmmm. 2:07 am. Work in 7 hours. Probably time to stop "blogging" (aka talking bullshit that no one will ever read or care about) and start moving towards bed. I don't feel like I've really said anything of worth, but if you did laugh at all, or perhaps appreciated or could relate to something I've said, let me know. Every word of encouragement is a word that isn't discouragement. Ha. I'm so witty. 

Goodnight.

P.S. I know how much everyone likes random pictures that are fucking cool, so here's mine for the day, you can't tell me this isn't fucking cool: