Introduction

Hi, my name is Wis Kojohnjaratkul and besides my ridiculous last name I would consider myself to be a fairly boring individual. I am currently a senior at Mira Costa High School and have no outstanding grades to boast nor any musical or athletic talents. I am shy—unsociable even, and extremely bad at expressing myself. I enjoy the topics of math and science and loath anything that requires creative expression. As such, I'm mostly interested in technology, computer science, physics, and even maths to an extent (not that I excel in any of those topics might I add).

If I were forced to figure out what was special about me, I would conclude that my unique feature and sole distinguishing characteristic is my being remarkably regular, dull, and uninteresting. I wake up, go to school, sleep in varying classes depending on circumstances, go home, eat food, watch some anime/movies, play video games if I feel so compelled, do homework, then go to bed. Rinse and repeat and you would have my life in a nutshell. 

That being said I'm not a very vibrant person. Contrarily, I often find myself to be exuding a malicious sense of despair, darkness, and pessimism. I lack strong passion for any particular subject and as of now have no goals nor real desires in life. Vibrance and color is a foreign concept to me as life just seems excessively bland, annoying, and even bothersome to a degree. Even so, I still continue to put in effort—I work hard in most things I do and even though I am cynical and realize that the future may not reward me for my efforts, I still try my best to work for a "better future". As with everyone living, I find myself despising the morbid reality but still naively neglect its all-encompassing darkness and innocently attempt to forge an illuminating path for myself. Even though I feel lonely and distant, even though I do not possess any special talent nor exceptional intelligence, even though I lack any desires or goals in life, even though I feel my existence is negligible, and even though I am confident that none of that will ever change, I still, for some irrational reason, work diligently for the illogical and incorporeal possibility of a "better future". People, me included, live off of this notion of hope more than anything, for without hope or even a grain of optimism there would be no purpose in life. That's my impression of life and that's why I still exist despite my dark and grim self. Expect more pessimistic ramblings from this blog in the future!

Artwork by ArseniXC ("digital-art-gallery.com/picture/2528")