past midnight blog

The clock is showing 01:46 (in the middle of the night), and I'm home alone, listening me some lovely norwegian soup music whilst reading some of Alex Day's old diary entries (which goes back to late 2003) and everything he has achieved in the course of these couple of years (which is a lot) is in these blogs. For some reason I am in a very nostalgic mood because of that. Or thoughtful so to speak.

Reading these really old diary entries from one of my biggest inspirations, made me realise that I have no idea where my life is heading. And I know, I sound so kliché like every other teenager, but I don't care.

I know that tomorrow I'll take the first part of my written Danish exam. I know that in 14 days I will be in Århus (a Danish city) with my best friend, Signe, and this summer I will meet up with a group of Danish nerdfighters at Denmark's very first nerdfighter gathering. But all that is just plans for what I'm going to do. Not who I am nor who I will turn out to be.

Being young, like me, means that you have your life ahead of you and a new world of possibilities opens up. Every day is a new chance to change your life and shape the one who you will become someday. Every choice is a choice in the right direction, but also the final destination.

I'm not making any sense right now. I probably should get some sleep instead of writing late-night-blogs.

To sum up: I don't know what to do about my life. And that's what I like about it.

EDIT: for some reason it shows the date as May the second, which is one big, fat lie. It is now 02:08 which means it is Sunday the third of May.

- Simon