Monday, 30 May 2011
Truth Date
A date has been set for my truth date. I have wrote it down sealed in an envelope and given it to one of my friends. They can open it if they want but its not going to help what im trying to acheive. I will be opening the envelope next monday in front of someone so they can verify the date as well. So wish me luck and i apologize to those i may upset, would you rather i lie?
Saturday, 28 May 2011
Lies, White Lies and Exaggerations
So i have set myself a challenge. There will be one day next week (starting from today Sunday to Saturday), on one of those days i will not tell a single lie, a single white lie or exaggerate a situation. When i have done this day i will be reporting back on my blog the results.
This possibly sounds like im a serial liar but i have been brought up not to lie and generally be a good person, i have had my moments where i have been a proper dick but even then i can honestly say i wouldnt lie about something.
Why am i doing this? on my part its interesting to see how hard it is not to lie, whether its a blatant lie or a lie to stop from hurting someones feelings. No one likes being lied to but we do it to protect them. Now it will be interesting to see out of my friends who can take the honesty. There is a about 4 of my friends i can be completely honest to and i would like to think they are honest back to me.
Lying is deceitful, but being honest can get you in so much more trouble.
This possibly sounds like im a serial liar but i have been brought up not to lie and generally be a good person, i have had my moments where i have been a proper dick but even then i can honestly say i wouldnt lie about something.
Why am i doing this? on my part its interesting to see how hard it is not to lie, whether its a blatant lie or a lie to stop from hurting someones feelings. No one likes being lied to but we do it to protect them. Now it will be interesting to see out of my friends who can take the honesty. There is a about 4 of my friends i can be completely honest to and i would like to think they are honest back to me.
Lying is deceitful, but being honest can get you in so much more trouble.
Thursday, 28 April 2011
My Crushes
8 crushes, thats how many you apparently have at any one moment in your life. This was mentioned to me at work and it seems to have got a few of us thinking. It has got me thinking who are my crushes at the moment. I am notoriously picky when it comes to being attracted to people. So this list was hard, im not going to look deep into my sub conscious as its a scary place and i never come out happy. So in no particular order here they are.
Number 1 - Why do you have to live so far away? Never met you but for some reason i am drawn to you. I dont know what it is, i wish i did. You made me smile and made time to speak to me, and kind of accept me for my paranoia.
Number 2 - This is a scary one, never did i think i would have a crush on you. You are you, you have never come across as fake and you are enjoying yourself.
Number 3 - Friday girl, served you a couple of times, asked my advice on games. You have a really lovely manner, polite, and you always look at the DVDs
Number 4 - Possibly the cutest girl i have ever seen, i literally just want to hold you, cuddle you, and protect you. We have never properly chatted but i know you know who i am. And one day i will tell you how cute you are. After a few drinks obviously.
Number 5 - I want to speak to you more, i see you pretty much everyday but its only a glance. I check everytime i work to see if your car is out there, when it is i think of so many excuses to come and see you.
Number 6 - I have been told by a few people on how similar we are. And how we would be a good match, i love being around you, you make me laugh and smile, that is so important to me.
There we have it my crushes at the moment. But what is a crush? Is it something more than fancying or something less? A future blog post watch this space
Number 1 - Why do you have to live so far away? Never met you but for some reason i am drawn to you. I dont know what it is, i wish i did. You made me smile and made time to speak to me, and kind of accept me for my paranoia.
Number 2 - This is a scary one, never did i think i would have a crush on you. You are you, you have never come across as fake and you are enjoying yourself.
Number 3 - Friday girl, served you a couple of times, asked my advice on games. You have a really lovely manner, polite, and you always look at the DVDs
Number 4 - Possibly the cutest girl i have ever seen, i literally just want to hold you, cuddle you, and protect you. We have never properly chatted but i know you know who i am. And one day i will tell you how cute you are. After a few drinks obviously.
Number 5 - I want to speak to you more, i see you pretty much everyday but its only a glance. I check everytime i work to see if your car is out there, when it is i think of so many excuses to come and see you.
Number 6 - I have been told by a few people on how similar we are. And how we would be a good match, i love being around you, you make me laugh and smile, that is so important to me.
There we have it my crushes at the moment. But what is a crush? Is it something more than fancying or something less? A future blog post watch this space
Friday, 1 April 2011
Everyone Has A Story To Tell
The following was written 4 years ago give or take a few days.
It has been nearly three weeks, every time i get a text from her makes the whole situation so much more easier for me. I didnt know her? She didnt know me! But thats not why i am here, im not here to talk about a girl who didnt have the maturity to talk about things.
I am sitting on my bench outside of where i work, i work in a town full of characters, good, bad and very ugly. No matter how ugly (not attractiveness) these people where, they were the ones who actually helped me through a tough time.
You truly dont know someone until you talk to them, and because of the way society is and how peoples attitudes are now its rare to be able to start a conversation with a random person. The occasional person might say "hello", "morning", and when they do you kind of stutter in shock and mumble out a word that resembles "hello". I could sit on this bench all day and the only people who say "hi" are people i know and work with. Not even most other shop workers say hello.
Of course though i am basing all this in Margate high street and during the day. Different rules in early morning with the dog walkers and night time at pubs and clubs. but why is the day so differetent?
Anyhoo, as these people wont talk to me i have decided to start my own stories. Like in real life some are happy, some are sad, some are disturbing and some are seedy.
The first character to pass me is a man, to look at he is in his mid to late 60's, but is actually 45, life hasnt treated him fairly, we shall call him Frank. I see Frank every day i work. Our friend Frank wears a medium length wax coat, not dirty, a pair of dark blue jeans and a simple pair of bright white trainers. Clothes wise Frank is very clean, but you notice that his finger nails are really dirty, he has a bushy beard that has crumbs in it, yellow teeth and very greasy straggly hair. It seems weird his clothes look so clean but he looks so rotten, he doesnt even have a bad odor about him.
Frank lives in Sandwich...
It has been nearly three weeks, every time i get a text from her makes the whole situation so much more easier for me. I didnt know her? She didnt know me! But thats not why i am here, im not here to talk about a girl who didnt have the maturity to talk about things.
I am sitting on my bench outside of where i work, i work in a town full of characters, good, bad and very ugly. No matter how ugly (not attractiveness) these people where, they were the ones who actually helped me through a tough time.
You truly dont know someone until you talk to them, and because of the way society is and how peoples attitudes are now its rare to be able to start a conversation with a random person. The occasional person might say "hello", "morning", and when they do you kind of stutter in shock and mumble out a word that resembles "hello". I could sit on this bench all day and the only people who say "hi" are people i know and work with. Not even most other shop workers say hello.
Of course though i am basing all this in Margate high street and during the day. Different rules in early morning with the dog walkers and night time at pubs and clubs. but why is the day so differetent?
Anyhoo, as these people wont talk to me i have decided to start my own stories. Like in real life some are happy, some are sad, some are disturbing and some are seedy.
The first character to pass me is a man, to look at he is in his mid to late 60's, but is actually 45, life hasnt treated him fairly, we shall call him Frank. I see Frank every day i work. Our friend Frank wears a medium length wax coat, not dirty, a pair of dark blue jeans and a simple pair of bright white trainers. Clothes wise Frank is very clean, but you notice that his finger nails are really dirty, he has a bushy beard that has crumbs in it, yellow teeth and very greasy straggly hair. It seems weird his clothes look so clean but he looks so rotten, he doesnt even have a bad odor about him.
Frank lives in Sandwich...
Venetian Snares
My first gig of the year was at Coalition in Brighton for Venetian Snares. Honestly not to fussed about the music, i have heard better on my gig trips, but it did have something that i dont usually get at gigs, and that was a good old fashioned mosh.
Now i haven't properly moshed since i saw Hundred Reasons at Leas Cliffe in 2002. I had a brief go of it at HEAVY in 2009 but nothing crazy. This time i thought i might as well go with the flow and had myself a good old mosh, and i'm proud to say i am yet to fall over in the pit. But there was some douche bag who had the weirdest mosh technique i have ever seen, i think he thought he was in The Matrix. The man had dread locks. So when he decided he wanted to throw his face about i got whipped in the eyes, throat and worst of all mouth. There is nothing like dirty hair tossed into your mouth.
One thing i need explaining to me is the basketball jerseys, now i understand the band t shirts, tour dates t shirts, i even kind of understand plain t shirts, but basketball t jerseys? I dont think i have ever seen anyone wear an official football jersey to a gig.
My highlight of the evening however was seeing my cousin throw himself into a whole bunch of people. He is 36 when will the boy grow up haha (see earlier blog post on growing up)
Now i haven't properly moshed since i saw Hundred Reasons at Leas Cliffe in 2002. I had a brief go of it at HEAVY in 2009 but nothing crazy. This time i thought i might as well go with the flow and had myself a good old mosh, and i'm proud to say i am yet to fall over in the pit. But there was some douche bag who had the weirdest mosh technique i have ever seen, i think he thought he was in The Matrix. The man had dread locks. So when he decided he wanted to throw his face about i got whipped in the eyes, throat and worst of all mouth. There is nothing like dirty hair tossed into your mouth.
One thing i need explaining to me is the basketball jerseys, now i understand the band t shirts, tour dates t shirts, i even kind of understand plain t shirts, but basketball t jerseys? I dont think i have ever seen anyone wear an official football jersey to a gig.
My highlight of the evening however was seeing my cousin throw himself into a whole bunch of people. He is 36 when will the boy grow up haha (see earlier blog post on growing up)
Beauty Regime
I recently had this crazy idea that if i were to look after myself a little bit better i would feel a bit better about myself. So i decided to cut out all fizzy drinks, cut down on my portions of food and stay away from any late night snacking. I also went for the whole moisturizing, ex foliating and body butter treatment thingy. Which cost me £30 in total. Thanks Tai.
So far so good with the food, i got a compliment at work from someone who hasnt been there for three weeks and she said it looked like i had lost weight, soo wooo hoooo.
The beauty treatment is going well, i was amazed that the ex foliating is going so well, my legs and bum are so smooth, always good. And the body butter makes me smell fruity which is better than smelling of nothing. In myself i still feel pretty negative but hopefully in time all this will help me feel better.
Watch this space
So far so good with the food, i got a compliment at work from someone who hasnt been there for three weeks and she said it looked like i had lost weight, soo wooo hoooo.
The beauty treatment is going well, i was amazed that the ex foliating is going so well, my legs and bum are so smooth, always good. And the body butter makes me smell fruity which is better than smelling of nothing. In myself i still feel pretty negative but hopefully in time all this will help me feel better.
Watch this space
Too Cute!
In my life i can honestly say i have not met that many cute girls. Of course i have seen them on Tv, film but never in real life. I have seen plenty of hot girls in my life, and i have seen girls where i have looked at them and my male machismo has gone into overdrive and i have said "i would".
Now recently i have seen two girls that have come into my shop where they are just sooooo cute, that i go all gushy. The first one is someone i work with friends, i told her she had a really cute friend and she replied with "oh god that means you fancy her", to which i replied "no i dont she is just to cute".
The second one came in a couple of fridays ago, she brought two games, when she came up to the till i was once again kind of gushing towards her and blithering like a complete tool, those are signs of attraction which confuses things even more. She even held the games at breast level so i felt really bad when i checked her out.
All i want to do to both of them is just give them a big squeeze and put them in my pocket for another squeeze later. With a hot girl your gonna wanna do dark dirty stuff to. So who do you go for?
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