Beezlebub Flies

So far, my Psychology rant blog is more about petty things, but this is weird and as don't have another blog, I'll just have to use this one.

Today, on my way from Uni, I was at the local park to get some fresh air before I pushed myself into the long drive to Fountain Gate and buy myself three dozen Krispy Kreme donuts. When suddenly, the sound of what was like a thousand flying insects was in my hearing. Next thing, the sky was covered in a massive swarm of many different flying insects, though many of which were Flies. What irked me was that I just had to read a friend's notes on Beezlebub, the Lord of Flies. Am I jumping to conclusions or am I just overworked and misinterpreting something?

Another thing that's plaguing my mind is that when I opened my donuts when I got home, on the underside of the lid of the boxes where the clear plastic doesn't let you see, were roaches. I got everyone of the bastards and have stocked up on pesticides and pretty much made my dorm a gas mask zone. Hopefully, if any bugs are in my room, they are dead. Now I have a fear of bugs and insects that are in a group but I think I can handle single ones on their own.

Too many coincidences.

Too many fucking bugs.

This blog is now about how much I hate the fuckers that I am swearing. I always try and avoid using swear words but I'm pissed off and scared at the same time about some god damned bugs. Wearing my boots all day till Monday and I hope I won't need them at night and afterwards.

Well, since this blog IS about my views on sanity, I'll whip up a poem for any readers other then the one I have.

This is: The Man of Death

There stood on the hilltop,
set against the sky so high,
aloof the night sky.

He stares down on man,
his face so blank,
and his mouth open wide.

He makes us stop,
he watches us die,
despite having no eyes to cry.

His blank stare rend,
the souls so weak,
as many men died.

Camp this weekend!

Blargh, I'm an overworked, scrawny Aussie 19yo who needs to escape from Uni. BRING ON THE HIKE!

While I am here, blogging away, I would like to showcase my prize! See, we had this comp at Uni where we had to write a mock poem on an emotion. Here was the winning entry, which I lovely titled Misery.

I cried like a baby,
A baby with no love,
for it was crazy,
but I called you maybe,
and it was to hear you scream,
"OH MY GOD JOHN! YES!"

John was my friend,
and so my mind was rend,
who the hell did I ring?

It was right,
the numbers are all there,
oh god what have I done?
I'mma cry like a baby,
and sink into this misery.

I have no idea who the hell else entered but I got myself a Pandora console! So yeah, I have set it up to work with my mobile broadband and I have just received my extra batteries so I can keep blogging now as I "take notes" on the Pandora!

I'll even write posts on what I am doing on the hike because I am pretty stocked about this gizmo! Haha, I'll need eyes on my forehead to make sure I am walking the write path as I post updates!

Well, now the excitement has blown over, I'll just leave since I have nothing rant related. Normally, I have one ready on my tongue but haven't had any thing to say about it, strangely. Everyone thinks I've "shut myself out because [I] just realized that I am a freak". Meh, haters gonna hate and all that jazz.

Masked, signing out to get some hike food. I smell pasta and more pasta!

Campus is gay.

Australian school systems suck at times. The entire school lost internet access for a weekish and now it's back up. Annndddd now it's in the middle of the testing period for me to get things done ASAP so I can be ahead of everyone in my Internet Dependant classes since I hadn't started prior to Internet dying. Sadly, no rants yet, or poetry related to it for that matter.

Sorry to not live up to this blogs expectationsm, my invisible readers. But I also am kinda sick which means I have to be careful on how I study so I don't blank out during classes. If I don't watch myself, I might not get out of the room in time to avoid vomiting on anyone. I have had this sickness before, with doctors trying to prescribe so many different drugs to me I gave up on them and decided to man it out. It happens around this time, so I kinda try and get everything done before hand so I don't have to push myself. But yeah, Internet sucks.

Oh well, I'll work on a rant if I can stop blanking out and get some work done. I'll update you all Wednesday or Thursday.


Don't go to Uni. It sucks

A hike!

So, like, as I have said before, this blog is for my rants on my views. So when I am going to say with much excitement that I am going on a school hike, most readers would say "What the hell, how is this relevant?"

Three fact about me that I will share,
A) I have a knack at being injured by the smallest things, like accidentally punching my desk. (Result was splitting all the skin on my knuckles.)
B)I love nature despite my needy love for technology.
C) These two things, coupled with a whole weekend with 7 other students, 3 boys and 4 girls, hiking the Cathedral Ranges in Victoria, will certainly mean I will have motivation for a good ol' rant! Not to mention Jason, Ricko and Grady are my good mates and know about the first fact mentioned, are excited to see what happens to me this hike!

Last hike, we were at Wilsom's Prom, at the southern most point of the Australian mainland. Wind was strong enough to blow even Ricko who is heavy. As the skinny, weedy kid, I was blown backwards more than the others and nearly went over the cliff and into the rocks in the water below. Twas what got me into the whole Life and Death, Sane and Insane sort of theories.

The girls, for those that wonder if something is going on between them and us boys, are unknown to me. I was even surprised their were girls interested to be honest, as the dates clashed with a dance party where guys had to invite a girl to be their partner for it. Us four guys dislike such parties and with the help of Mr. Fuller, got a hike organized to help promote independence. Mr. Fuller was going to camp it out in the caravan he will be taking with us with his 4WD, what ever model he has these days, so that he can stay within reception for his phone should he need to contact us on the two-way, such as someone family member being sick or such, and to also get an ambulance down to us in case we radio him with an injury.

Mr. Fuller is a great teacher, and as an offhand joke gave me bungee rope to tie myself and my pack and tie the other end to the tent in case I sleep walk out of the camp site and get killed. If anyone else gave me one and told me why they were giving it to me, I'd hit them or drive them insane, but Mr. Fuller gets a box of Krespy Kremes. The guy is a legend to us kids in Uni.

But yes, expect me to either have a near death experience, nearly murdered for driving the others insane with my rants or both. Either way, I will return alive somehow and tell you my experiences. The hike shall be on the 17th of August, so hopefully I can get some rants in before than. My excitement for the hike however my stop me from having a good rant ready how ever, so we shall see.

The First Post

So I want to rant about my views in a place where I won't end up in a fight and being kicked out by a science club (Sorry Vince about the whole head on desk thing. I never got so worked up before!) Anyway, welcome to Insanation of Sanity. Sure, Insanation isn't a word, but I like it. It gives going crazy a better name that isn't used so offhandedly and professional. Ish.

Well, anyway, the main content. The rants. Normally I would have one ready to burst out but I spent too long designing the template, once I gave Google all my details so it can annoy me in the future. I'll just go read some creepypastas on people losing their minds and have a post ready for you the next day. Maybe not so late. Sure, only just 10pm, but every 18yo needs sleep to be able to bother with living.

Either way, I'll give more about myself and an alias later, I hate giving people online my personal alias. I'm setting up another blog just for blogging about poems I write. If I write any thing relevant, I'll post it here for any readers to read.

Mask of Insanity signing out!