I feel trapped. That's exams for you I guess. I guess you could also expect a rant on the education system. But that'd just be an error. Errors are wrong.

Anyways, thinking a bit today, there's a shock! I can't remember the last time I really felt alive. Like anything was possible, like time was something mentioned only in passing, not a constraint. I haven't met anyone in a really long time that has challenged me, or made me feel truly alive. The last few ended in a wonderful disappointment (read : rejection) Now I feel like I walk around with my hand always on my gun (if I may steal a Matt Good lyric!). In short, I need to live again. Who's gonna help me live?

Well, welcome to my journal. I guess we should do the meet and greet thing now...

Name : Elliott Pen

Sex : Male

Age : 18

Location : Canada

Interests : Video Games And Playing Guitar

Favourite Bands : Radiohead, Matthew Good, Nada Surf, Fiction Plane, Tool, Blur, The Doors, Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd, Miles Davis, Smashing Pumpkins, Rolling Stones, Weezer, At-The-Drive-In, Sparta, Foo Fighters, Queens Of The Stone Age, Ben Harper, Fiona Apple, Audioslave, The Strokes, The White Stripes, Sunny Day Real Estate, The Music, The Postal Service (Thanks Andrea!!), A.F.I, Silverchair, Sam Roberts, The Tragically Hip, U2, REM, The Fire Theft, and Wilco. Whew!

Uhm, what else to say, I think I am one of those hopeless romantic guy types, needless to say I've seen my fair share of the shaft (no, not penis, REJECTION PEOPLE!), but this is all to be discussed at a later time!

Also, I work at a fabric store. It is seen as somewhat of a weird job, its good mind you, well the people make it good, my boss is an ass! Uhm, I don't know what else to put here, so if you want drop me a line! We can have tea and talk about life. See you around.

-E.