The Solitary Art of Creativity and Personalisation

Disclaimer: I seemed to take a little bit of an angry turn on this one and I kinda lost coherency. Not sure what brought it on.. perhaps too much Irn Bru. You have been warned.

This is my laptop. This is not your laptop. This is my laptop. D'you want to know why it will never be your laptop? Because this is mine. Even if you bought the same laptop, it would not be anything like my laptop. That's just ridiculous to think. Did you buy the battery that extends life? Did you replace the hard drive with a 320gb hard drive, add in another gig of ram, format the hard drive to 3 parts - a Windows, Linux and swap partition? Did you reflash the bios just to get the features you wanted? Probably not, because you're not bat shit crazy like I am. And even if you did, you still ain't got nothin' on me because I personalise the crap out my software too. Biyatch *snaps fingers and shakes head*.

But why do I find myself going to these lengths? Why is it so necessary for me to take something which everyone else has and just put my own little stamp on it? I'm assuming it is not a drastically uncommon thing for a human being to do - of course, why else would we have the ability to create in the first place? However, I just cannot understand people who can take things that are handed to them and expect to be happy with them in their general state. Why would I be happy with someone everyone else has? Surely I want my shiny new toy to be better than your shiny new toy?

And then there's the other end of the spectrum - those people who do not live for themselves, but instead are so mundane that they follow trends and fashions. What is the point? Why do I want to actively make myself look like the rest of humanity for that 'season'? Why should I be told that my t-shirt isn't 'in' right now and that I am only allowed to wear it when some fat bitch who dresses like a neon tramp tells me such?

Every human being is brought into this world as the most creative and limitless source of potentiality and the majority are happy to just be lazily told what to do, where to go, what to buy, what to wear, etc. It's a slap in the face to the time that you're frittering away. Sitting on your arse at home and interested in fashion? Make something pretty for yourself. Lazing about doing nothing but are interested in computers? Build one yourself. Wish to learn about music and find you have a little time to spare? Pick up an instrument. I'm not so naive as to think there aren't barriers for entry for some of these suggestions but if there's one thing I hate to see it's people wasting their lives - not all of the world's Top Imaginary Friends say you're gonna come back for another run at this game of Life and those that do say you might come back as an amoeba, or worse still, an MP.

Stop reading my damn blog and go do something with your life. (At least until tomorrow, where you can spend another couple of minutes here =])