7 deadly distractions for every guy

There are a seven deadly distractions all teenage boys face.

All of them involve the internet in one way or another.

Distraction #1 Girls

(sorry gay guys... comment below to petition against me)

Girls are, of course, the biggest distraction invented by God.

There are girls in school, in the family, at the bus stop, in music videos, the movies and, sadly... porn

So of course it's no surprise that most guys wank off at least once a day
...Any subject involving a Laptop is torture for them...

Then there are those of us who can afford not to fap.

I do Karate way too often to masturbate. And besides, I'm more of an emotional person.

I've considered it before, but I've been pretty deprived when I did. So I just ended up falling asleep... or looking at music videos and trolling twitter.

Distraction # 2 Games

Mindcraft players, piss off. Games ruin people. They turn you into this possibly pedophilic individual who should have never been born:

But mostly, you just end up becoming deprived, and addicted.
So what games have I been addicted to?
Here are some links you should NOT click on (hehehe... reverse psychology)

Bubble Trouble -- A game of skill || Deprivation factor: 100%
Grepolis -- A game of strategy || Deprivation factor: 80%
Clash Of Clans -- A game of awesomeness || Deprivation factor: 40%
Tribal Wars -- A game I have long deserted || Deprivation factor: 200%

Grepolis stole two years of my life. I became an infamous member of the world I played in.
I was ShinPads the great, leader of an alliance who trolled everyone... by becoming a double agent for the top two alliances. I was finally eliminated by myself when I realised GCSEs were upon me.

Distraction #3 Blogging

Blogging is addictive...

oh crap. See you around.

*Blog post terminated when Ramin realised he hadn't done his homework for 12 weeks in a row*

Life during A-Levels

You can guess where I live. It's staring you right in the face. Land of the BBC, Queen, and UKIP

Great fucking Britain

 And like all Brits, my first year A Level exams are coming up next week.

Maths, Further Maths, Physics, Computer Science.

You read right.

Maths. Further Maths. Physics. Computer Science.

But why dude???

I should have become a Taxi Driver... I always wanted to have my own Taxi.

Instead I am taking the equivalent of kindergarten in China.

And this guy just wants me to commit suicide:

* This blog post was terminated as Ramin committed suicide watching the above video *

Keep going mate

It is so difficult to keep going. With what I hear you ask?

Answer: Everything.

I don't want to perform poetry in front of an audience. I don't want to go to flipping Africa. I don't want to study Mathematics, nor sit exams, nor meditate or empty my mind. And honestly, I'm doubting whether that girl would even like me as a human.

But you know what? Whenever I think of things such as these, I tell myself:

I must have wanted to do it sometime ago. And obviously, fear supersedes regrets

Humans are wave functions. They change over time. Here I go again, using 'they' instead of 'we'... Anyway, we change over time. After all, we can't always be at our best. But it is up to us to eradicate any longings for safety. And that's exactly what I will do. Saying yes to things as though I'm in a movie isn't supposed to be a joke. It's meant to eliminate boundaries.

Some beggar asked me for change. I ignored like the rest and walked into Tesco. Suddenly, I halted myself -- remembering my covenant with myself. All change that I had left, I gave to him (after having a tough time running after him).

Teacher asked the hall whether they knew how to solve the equation on the board. I was confident... too confident and I tripped up. Made a mistake. But I didn't care. Usually I'm the silent one with the answers. It felt awesome being on the other side,

Work experience opportunity. My last one went horribly, I finished one week's worth of accounting in two days. This time, I still said yes.

I wonder what else will hit me. But who cares? Just say yes. It's not easy. But I'll continue doing so.

Meanwhile, Takeo (he's cool with me naming him now) has made me watch Gotham. And wow! What an ingenious script that must have been to devise.

Cool Introverts

Isn't it kind of obvious that introverts make the best leaders? You might think I'm the complete opposite of an introvert if you meet me on the internet, but then again... you met me on the internet!

No I'm not wearing a mask. Tin foil hats are pretty different.

Psychologists would call me a sociopath. It's pretty easy for me to pretend to be someone I'm not. Heck, I started towards a qualification in youth work last week! I was praised for being confident, well thought and social. Trouble is, once I walked out of the social situation I felt so tried I might as well have been Frankenstein's monster before conception.

I even managed to start talking to a bunch of girls on the train taking centre stage! I was itching under my sweater but I didn't show it... not one bit. Yet every step of the way I thought to myself "I can't do this... this is not right" and I even left the train three stations earlier than intended just to get out of there.  Seriously, sometimes I ask myself:

      "Am I even made for this?"

In those moments I feel such sadness, I cannot possibly attempt to express it. I picture the world as I grow old and lonely and look back thinking of what I could have become. Of a future that I could have had; a life I never had.

And then I look at my current state. I've noticed how slow my progress has been. I have a tendency to jump from place to place.

First Maths. Then Physics. Then Computers. Then Databases. Then Philosophy. Then back to Maths. Then Art. And to the start! Then Poetry.... and then... youth work in Africa???

I don't even know how I ended up here man. I found out that I failed my mechanics end of week exam (probably because I bunked lesson to go to Central London). I'm such a son of a gun, always being shot around the place. So I say enough.

It's  YES MAN TIME!!! 

This time though I won't mention it to anyone I meet to keep the experiment a fair test :D

The Rules

1) Everything gets a YES unless if it goes against my faith (e.g. Bacon, Beer, and Murder)

2) Responses must be immediate and without hesitation

3) No social fears. Doesn't fucking matter if there are people walking in my direction. I will not tilt         my eye sight.

4) Stop once satisfied.

And my home goals are: Revise, revise, L'chaim! 

P.S. While I was writing this, my sort of friend Takeo put an epic picture on Twitter of a tree covered in LEDs!!! TakeoSamata

Web life goes on

Websites can have brains... but not like this!!!

For all of you who have been mocking my social inability so far... get lost! I'm about to go full on nerd.

Google Drive can be used to host nice websites that have no brain. I built one such website... until I realised that having a brain was absolutely necessary! Still, I thought hosting the prototype would be a cool idea and you can visit the 

Quote Machine <<here.

In the future, I will definitely try back-end developing it using Google App Engine and I have been taking this nice course to learn exactly how to (though believe me, it has been a difficult ride so far).

A new perspective

I see this as the end to my Blog. The goal has been achieved. I'm pretty social now, but I must admit that doing this has ruined my intelligence. Today, upon receiving my A-Level Mock results, I found out that I received a meagre 86%. I must fix this problem, and once again return to my studies in hope of being accepted by Cambridge University.

Furthermore, I have discovered an old book on the subject of "Hermetics" in a dusted corner of a Book shop in London... it looks as though it is a book on the subject of Magic so that might turn out to be interesting...

With both these things in mind, and a content with my previous life... I shall return to the den of Geekdom.

:D

SUCCESS

It was a dare, and I did not fail; I conquered.

AHA! Caught you in the middle of the act... did my readers seriously think I'd given up hope on this girl? Well guess what, I hugged her and made my feelings aware to her.

It all began with the last blog post I made... I had been crying my head over why I was so alone that I realised I'd have to do something to make money -- preferrably through the legal route. And so I came up with the idea for a new software system that I shall be designing once I finish writing this up. I can't spill details, but Google...  beware.

So what does software have to do with it? Well, as usual I went out some time later in search of inspiration and played the random train game where I would sit on random trains in hope of a worthy destination. And wow! I ran into my friends who were going to a University Lecture, so I joined them. During the Lecture there was a comment on the ineffectiveness of software and I must have talked out loud when another guy started a conversation with me on computing. Later, I found his approach to life was simply to embrace nervousness and fear. I went home...

A few days later, I went to poetry club, where the poet told me his deepest philosophy.. it sounded like this "I live for moments of awkwardness... that stuff feeds me". So then I realised, I'd have to stop caring about the present and not even think about not caring. BOOM!

I ended up playing 21 dares with a bunch of guys at my school and then the dare came: Hug a girl. At first I was hesitant. My best friend sat next to me and said I wasn't much of a man, and wouldn't do it. Most of them agreed, since, like me, they were all scared of speaking to girls.

I quickly touched my penis (just to remind myself of my manliness) punched my chest and stood up. They thought I was going to leave when I started to walk towards my crush. She was talking to her friend. Rather than wait or chicken out, I simply interrupted by saying "Hey". Her friend probably asked a question but I totally ignored her and fixed eyes with the girl. I sat down in front of her and stared  deeply into her pitch black eyes. For a moment, I was speechless yet nonetheless calm. It wasn't like all those times that I had been frozen. This time, I felt as though I had a higher sense of understanding of the world around me. I stated the facts "I just lost 21 Dares so I have to hug the most beautiful girl here..." (or something along those lines). She smiled, her pupils dilating and leaned in for the hug. I felt wanted. Those seconds were epic. Her hands around my back; mine around hers. I smelled her hair, but I leaned back. I could tell she was caught off guard and that surprised me -- all my life, I suspected that no girl would ever want me; that I wasn't nice to be with. Those things were disproved. I was about to talk to her and hopefully find out more about her when I realised that my friends must be staring at me and that my Statistics class was about to start. So I got up and left, while her friend turned back and started talking to her. I felt like a total boss. Walking out, I didn't desire her as much but rather loved her. Though strangely, I sensed a love for Maths burn even greater. It's as though I've figured out the first key to becoming normal. I know it's a little step, but I ensure you that it will add up :D