30.7.05

How do other people cope with down periods? I'm not at the top of my game right now, and I just put Harvey Danger's 'Where Have All the Merry Makers Gone?' album on, and that always cheers me up I guess. Otherwise, i'd normally be just sat about moping and wish I could do something to brighten up my spirits. It's not as nice either where you've had nothing but happiness for SOOOOOO very fucking long, and then a low point kinda hits you from nowhere. Still, least I know it won't last too long and i'll be back to my... miserable self again very soon. :P

I leave my current job a week on Tuesday. I'm really looking forward to getting it over with. I can't say i'm gonna miss the place... i'll miss the job itself, as it was piss easy, but the management, pay, and hours can all go fuck themselves. So can most of the customers for that instance:

1.

"Have you got 10 Embassy Regal?"
"We only do Embassy OR Regal."
"Yeah, Embassy Regal."
*Holds shotgun toward head*

2.

"Ya got 4 cans of lager please?"
"Yeah, which lager?"
"The ones on the shelf."
*Hunting high and low for some razor blades*

3.

"You got any bottles of wine which will just the one glass?"
"Er... I don't believe we sell them, nor haveI ever heard of em'."
"You do sell them, they were in last week."
"I've worked here for nearly 2 years mate, we definitely never sold them."
"Oh right... must have been a week you weren't in."
*Looks for a nice looking wood-chipper to throw self in*

Funny thing is, I look at these dick-heads in simple bewilderment and always wonder if i've ever been that annoying a dickhead to a shop assistant. SURELY NOT. But then it would be a bit ignorant to think I was some grade A class shopper who's NEVER pissed off a sales assistant... but maybe I am. ;)

27.7.05

How fucking ignorant are blogs? Seriously? I was reading some tonight, and thought about the fact that people tell me they like reading mine because they like to see what i'll say next, or they think I have a unique way of typing shit up and then it dawned on me that these same people could as easily just try and arrange to get together with me for cheese and wine. They could simply hear what I have to say IN PERSON. Not through some text on a shitty looking website out there (which could hardly consitute a website the way it stands), and yet no... the textual way is the way to be it seems. Hmmm. Is my generation doomed to forever unveil their feelings by word of text, not mouth? It seems that way. I prefer the good ol' fashioned vocal range meself. Not cos' I like to hear the sound of my own voice, but because it's just more personal. Any ol' Tom, Dick and Harry could read my blog and I bet ya 9 times out of 10 they'd think I was an egotistical self-righteous stuck-up prick. And they'd be well justified to do so too. That's the problem with blogs; you want as many people to read it as possible, but then start panicking when you find out STRANGERS are. Me? I'll keep typing. Sure i'm going against everything i've just said, but what the hey, i've got fuck all else to do.

21.7.05

The comments box is being abused now. I think most people are clever enough to figure out which one is Naomi's genuine comment, so we're left with the mystery commenter, who's pretty much making me feel ill inside. I WAS going to take them down but then thought fuck it. I shouldn't have to. I think I know who it is and i'm pretty surprised in them. There's nothing to this besides the lame attempt to get a few laughs out of it. I'm pretty disappointed in this person too. the silly anonymous comments I could deal with, but when they impersonate my girlfriend, it's a bit fucked up. Considering they don't even know her. AND with a comment like that. From this blog on, i'll simply not acknowledge them.

Graduation took place today and it was excellent. :) Looked pretty suave in my cap and gown, Jenny and Nick (my best mates from Uni) had a fantastic time, and even my mum enjoyed herself, after she complained the ceremony would be too long and she couldn't be arsed. :D Fantastic. Least she was honest, everyone else there was acting like it was the last time ever they'd be seeing their darling angels and strapping chaps. Almost made me nauseous. And I can't believe I got a buzz from walking up the ramp to shake hands with the chancellor's of John Moore's; probably helped when my brother Lee shouted from the audience, "YEAH!!!" to mild surprise from peeps around him. Can always rely on him to make me look sexy.

18.7.05

Well, if any of you saw the comment posted on the last blog, you'll know what this intro is about. To be honest, I think it's just Pete Abe with his usual silly sexual related comment, but if it's NOT... well, I guess it only goes to re-affirm exactly what I wrote in the 3rd paragraph. But I think it's Pete, seems stupid enough to be him. :P

Graduation's on Thursday. Dunno what to expect. 11am start, and i'm not too fussed but my family are pretty excited about it I guess. Will be the first time (and only time unless Alex becomes a hard core graduate too) that they'll go through this ceremony, so it means a lot to them I guess. Me? I've got my degree, I didn't need to go stepping up some platform to shake some stranger's hand to receive it again, but I will do if only so my mum and dad can 'proud of their ickle boy'. *Sighs*

Then Friday i'm off down south with our Lee to go celebrate Naomi's 18th birthday. Shit, was just gonna post what i've got her and realised she reads this. Now THAT would have been fucking stupid. But yeah, I reckon it's going to be a good weekend, Lee just wants to get shit-faced (oh and go to visit Portsmouth's footy ground >_> ) and it means the world to her hitting adult-hood. So again, like last time, you won't see any new posts till I get back, but like you give a shit! Ya fucking bastards.

With that, I bid ye adieu, you're a lovely audience, you REALLY are!

14.7.05

It's funny, but when i've been single in the past, a lot of people have always urged me to go out there; get a girl! After all, I supposedly deserved one, what with being 'such a nice guy' after all. However, soon as I DO get myself a lovely girlfriend, everyone seems to jump on my back. They think it's bizarre that she lives too far away. They think the age difference of 3 and a half years is fucked up. They wonder why the fuck I bother travelling such distances just to be with her.

When love's involved, you'd do ANYTHING to feel it. If I have to travel 200 miles to be with the girl I love, i'll do it. If she's mature enough for me, even if she 3 and a half years younger, I'll be with her. And who gives a shit if she lives 200 or 2000 miles away anyway? If the dedication is there, you wouldn't give a shit what it takes to be with that loved one. A funny one i've heard is, "But how much do you really know her?" This is a girl who i've known for 2 years (longer than some of the people asking me shit like that), I know her more than most people do. We have a closeness you don't get with just anyone. Any of you out there in a serious relationship know what i'm talking about. You'd do ANYTHING for your partner... well, maybe not the ones who are screwing behind their partner's back. :P But you know what i'm saying.

I think some people out there bringing negatives up about my relationship won't let go of past situation's. Which is understandable, but if you've got a problem against anyone, don't hold it against Naomi for christ sake. She's always been 200 miles away when i've fucked up in my life. If you wanna hate anyone, hate me, but it's wasted because i'm not the kind of pedantic prick who would let such childish grudges get to me. But you might get something out of venting your anger against me, even if behind my back. And I BET you watch Big Brother 6 and get hard-on's from the bitching... :D

Anywho, i'm happy, she's happy, WE'RE happy. :) Long as it stays like that, i've nothing to worry about. I've got my degree, i'm leaving that shitty dead-end job i've been stuck in for nearly two years, next month, and hopefully will be able to start full-time work ANYWHERE as soon as possible. I've got the girl of my dreams who's like a female version of me (only with a LOT less fat), got me a baby brother who's coming along in leaps and bounds, everything's just as it should be. :D Next thing for me... is to move out.

12.7.05

A whole week since my last blog. I must be slipping in my old age!

Just ordered my cap and gown for my graduation next week. Was £35 to just hire it which I guess isn't TOO bad as it IS shot hot quality, hand-made and shit. Still, would have been nice to actually buy the thing but... £350??? Fuck that for a game of soldiers. Anywho, I think it's going to be a nice day on the graduation, although knowing my weather luck, will probably piss down. I'm doing it more for my family than myself tho, I don't need a big ceremony to confirm the passing of my degree. Will also be nice knowing Naomi can watch it online from 200 miles away... fucked up, but nice! :P

the weather's been shit-hot this week. Where's it come from? Where's it gonna go? I think the weatherman have pulled a deal with the Devil, so they can simply step up in front of their magic map's and say, "The weather's amazing, go out their and play skin cancer roulette, hope you burn you mother-fucker's." I often wonder if the scally bitches out there STILL bother with sun-beds when it's this nice. Also, give a thought to those who are on holiday in countries which they THOUGHT would be hotter than here... dickheads. :D

Not a whole lot else to say really. Quitting my job in a month's time, see if I can get a full time job finally. Dunno what I want to do, and i'm a little annoyed by everyone assuming because i've got my degree in Screen Studies I can seemingly just walk onto the set of a Hollywood movie and get a job as a casting director or as a foley guy and shit. IT'S NOT THAT CONVENIENT PEOPLE!!! Wish it fucking was!!! :P Still, wish me luck, a guy as uneducated as me in the world of full-time employment needs it; DEARLY.

5.7.05

I fucking hate just how impatient some people can be. Take my dad for instance. Whether he's in the car beeping someone so they'll pull away into a no doubt near-death situation, or telling the baby to shut up just because he's crying, or the way he rushes everyone just because he can't be arsed waiting 8 seconds more than he has to. Take a shotgun, aim it at my head, and pull the trigger if I EVER end up like that. Or just shoot me if you feel like it. :P

Had a WONDERFUL weekend with Naomi. Two weekends out of two which have just been amazing now. Next time I go down there, i'm going with my brother Lee, for her birthday. I've got her the most amazing gift, but I can't say what on here cos' she reads this here blog. Needless to say, I intend to help her have the best birthday ever. Some of you people who think you know me, you haven't a clue. :)

Better go now, got a killer headache, a runny nose, and work later. What a terrible day. The pissing down rain doesn't help matters either. Take a shotgun, aim it at my head...