Ever felt your heart die when something is thrown away that was once the best thing that ever happened to you? Well i have, it's so breath taking to have something chucked away like it was nothing, when it holds so many good memories. I'm not sure what it is that makes us feel like this, but it really does make you think.
For example, finding a note that once was very sweet and kind, now to think of it of 'that was all a lie' but, never regret something that once made you smile. Because when you loose that feeling, you'll never be the same. If you regret anything that made you smile, and that moment was a real happy moment in time, just because times have moved on, doesn't mean that they are the worst times. To think of it, you actually once wanted that.
Or a picture, now pictures hold many memories, either good, bad, happy or sad. But in the picture was once a good thing, and maybe still is for you.. But i don't think anyone could say that at that moment in time it was a bad thing, because you can just look at the smile on your face to show that it wasn't.
The point of making this blog was that, recently i have got rid of one of the biggest tv's in the world( literally its massive) created in 2000, see what i mean? look back and tell me i'm lying. Well anyway, even if the thing doesn't work, it's still hard for me to say farewell to it. It was the only thing left in my new house that reminded me of the good old days. Because during 2000 everything was still normal and perect in my sweet innocent eyes. But now even if these memories turned into bad, it still makes me smile to think of what i once had.
I guess this means that everything that once made you have the greatest feeling, could also make you feel disheartened and bad about the things in your past. However i've always said, never look back because looking back is stopping you from looking forward. Take everything and anything as it comes your way, either it may help you or not, but least you have the chance of taking something, take could be life changing.
Trust what you feel, not what you see. <3
Friday 9 December 2011
Wednesday 7 December 2011
Life has funny ways of spinning you around.
Human beings are compelled to adopt a belief system; some paradigm to provide meaning, purpose, and understanding to our lives. A quick survey of the world shows that pretty much any idea will do -- it need not reflect reality or truth, merely function to fascinate, distract, and compel. We are designed for belief, not for truth.
Believe you can, and you can. Belief is one of the most powerful of all problem dissolvers. When you believe that a difficulty can be overcome, you are more than half way to victory over it already.
We talk like we know what's going on. But we don't. We don't know anything. We're young and we're going to screw-up a lot. We're going to keep changing our minds and even sometimes our hearts. And through all that, the only thing we can truly offer eachother is... forgiveness.
Take chances... alot of them. Because honestly, no matter where you end up - and with who, it always ends up just the way it should be. Your mistakes make you who you are... you learn and grow with each choice you make. Everything is worth it. say how you feel - always . Be you, and be okay with it. It doesn't matter what any other person thinks.
In a world of comparison and conformity, make your own statement. Honor your own truth. Have the courage to be yourself; risk speaking your own thoughts and claiming your emotions. Share your vulnerabilities, tears, doubts, and insecurities; let others experience the real you. Have the courage to be yourself and realize that you are a wonderful person.
All the world is a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and entrances; Each man in his time plays many parts.
In life, think of mean people like sand paper. They may scratch you and hurt you, but at the end, you come out smooth and polished and the mean person is just worn and ugly.
I'm not even gooing to get mad anymore. I just got to learn to expect the lowest from people even the people I thought the highest of.
I am not like them... I am different... you could even call me unique. Unique because I am one of the few people who have morals and who have a heart that hates to see people suffer... I am different because when someone is down I help them up. And if I cant help them up. I go down with them... I am not like them because I find no pleasure in hurting other people... I am one of the few.
For once I don't care what you think about me... I don't care if you think my hair isn't right or my shoes don't match my outfit. I don't care that I don't fit into this cookie cutter high school prom queen category you seem to have. All I care about is that I'm me... and that I'm happy about it. For once I'm happy and secure in knowing that you can't take that from me, no one can ,
Those who are poor, smile at what they have, yet those who have good fortune, frown at what they do not have.
Those who are poor, smile at what they have, yet those who have good fortune, frown at what they do not have.
Remember that the people we hang with will have an impact on both our lives and our income. And so we must be careful to choose the people we hang out with, as well as the information with which we feed our minds.
Remember that everyone you meet is afraid of something, loves something, and has lost something.
I'm not perfect, I never tried to be. I've made mistakes. I've taken the easy way out. I've lied to my friends. I've hidden the truth so many times from so many people. I've hurt people, and I've even done it on purpose. I've left people behind. I've spread rumors. I've said things that I didn't mean. I'm no better than anyone, anywhere. I'm human. I have faults, and I'm not afraid to admit that. I want to change, but I won't. Because that's what we do. That's what we've always done. We list our faults like a grocery list, and we move on, expecting everything to somehow change itself. It never will. I will never change. I will never be perfect. I will always make mistakes. I'll, more often than not, take the easy way out. I will lie, hide the truth, hurt people, leave people behind, spread rumors, and say things I don't mean for the rest of my life.
Unperfect. That's what you can call me. After all I am me, and don't fit a certain category. I'm just a girl who lives life day by day and always manages to put a smile on my face. Even if that day I'm a complete mess.
You try to see the best in everyone. But unhappy people are some of the hardest people to like. And that's because they don't like themselves much.
When people who don't know you hate you,
that's when you know you're the best.
that's when you know you're the best.
I don't forgive people because I'm weak, I forgive them because I'm strong enough to know that people make mistakes.
I'm not a perfect girl. My hair doesn't always stay in place
and I spill a lot of things. I'm pretty clumsy and sometimes I
have a broken hearts, my friends and I sometimes fight and
maybe some days nothing goes right. but when I think about
it and I take a step back... I remember how amazing my life
truly is and that maybe, just maybe - I like being imperfect.
and I spill a lot of things. I'm pretty clumsy and sometimes I
have a broken hearts, my friends and I sometimes fight and
maybe some days nothing goes right. but when I think about
it and I take a step back... I remember how amazing my life
truly is and that maybe, just maybe - I like being imperfect.
Remember all of the good times and all of the special people that were with you during them. Let go of the past, but don't forget it because there are a great many things that can be learned from what you have been through. And most importantly: follow your heart, stand up for what you believe in, and take your own path always doing what you want to do.
When exactly did we go from being kids to just being people, I'm not sure. I do know that it's not about turning a certain age. It happens when you're not paying attention. We go from playing with our friends to playing with our friend's feelings. Without our knowledge or consent childhood slips away in the night and our innocence escapes us and we wake up one morning to find we have become who we are.
The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes their way. Happiness lies for those who cry, those who hurt, those who have searched, and those who have tried; for only they can appreciate the importance of people who have touched their lives.
There's a little bit of bad in the best of us, and a little bit of good in the worst of us. So none of us, bad or good, have any right to say anything about any of us.
The reason people find it so hard to be happy is that they always see the past better than it was, the present worse than it is, and the future less resolved than it will be.
Sunday 4 December 2011
Understanding
Why does no one ever seem to understand your feelings or what you do, as well as yourself? Well that maybe because some people are to uptight to even think about other peoples feelings or what other people are going through, because maybe themselves are going through a hard time aswell as you! But still, people should be able to help and understand that everyone goes through what i call ' The wrong path' in life, It's just how you get around it and find a way out.
Some people have problems with happy-ness, and others just don't understand, They hope it will just pass but sometimes people's problems are real, and you can't push them out of the way. Then why don't those people get help? You may ask, but some times help just isn't enough to solve people, especially with no one to talk to who will actually listen. Do you ever get that? Talking to someone knowing they are taking nothing in, but still talking because your atleast realising yourself that something is wrong.
I think people that don't understand people or atleast try to, are just pushing there own problems away, everyone needs to be listened to and everyone needs to talk about things, because honestly the littlest thing you keep hiden away, could turn into a even bigger problem.
I'm sure i coud write tones and tones about this, but i really can't put everything into words.
Some people have problems with happy-ness, and others just don't understand, They hope it will just pass but sometimes people's problems are real, and you can't push them out of the way. Then why don't those people get help? You may ask, but some times help just isn't enough to solve people, especially with no one to talk to who will actually listen. Do you ever get that? Talking to someone knowing they are taking nothing in, but still talking because your atleast realising yourself that something is wrong.
I think people that don't understand people or atleast try to, are just pushing there own problems away, everyone needs to be listened to and everyone needs to talk about things, because honestly the littlest thing you keep hiden away, could turn into a even bigger problem.
I'm sure i coud write tones and tones about this, but i really can't put everything into words.
Taking a few days out
Ever felt like your life is hanging on someone elses words? Well that sure has happened to me. Not to be all soppy and to mope about things that shouldn't even be a worry in my books, but when something or someone you love so dearly, plays the game of 'who falls the hardest loses' Well even if you don't know it yet, i've fallen the hardest but got back up the strongest. You really never know where life will take you untill you take that walk down the road you so wanted to take, but was that road just a dead end all along?
I'm not being critical about anything that is thrown at me, because i believe that we all have a book to write, and sometimes pages just seem to be missing, so what do we do? We write a new one. I think that everyone in the world has a chance to make something of themselves, but do we need other people to make help that happen? I'm really not sure anymore. I've put my trust in a lot of things, never to be granted what i asked and wanted for. Well maybe that's just the whole point of the game. When you're falling from a 50ft building all your thinking about is how fast can i fall to the bottom to make it through to the other side, well maybe you're just not looking for the right spot. I don't think anyone in there right mind should undertake someone elses feelings, especially try and explain to them what they feel, THIS DOES NOT HELP! People just need to make sure where they place there feet, because playing with someones life is like treding on egg shells.
Plagiarizing, now to take a concept of someones true feelings, they have to be pushed into doing something they totally don't want to do. No one should ever be pushed into something that will end up leaving that person with a full on regretfull frown. It should however be life changing, maybe you need to take the plunge so you reflect on the fall? but someone who deep inside is just as scared as a little 5 year old girl is of big mahoosive spiders feels the same way a 17 year old is about a relationship. My good friend told me that ' if someone were to push you, would you hold on to them and take them with you, or fall by yourself and let them win?' My answer would be, i would take them with me, even though two wrongs don't make a right, but neither does one. Another thing ' if someone were to ask you,, and you say no, but they keep asking, you would just keep digging your self a hole untill you wouldnt be able to get out, the only way is to say yes? right?. No. Someone should take an upperhand and realise no means NO, but some people just don't understand. But what if the person saying no, doesn't understand the person asking? Well maybe that person should take into account that there is a reason for both sides of the argument and not just one.
Taking days out to reflect on what happened, and what you want? What does this even mean? Is it a sly way of telling someone what they really want? I don't think anyone could take that in a good way. Words can mean alot in just one tone, when will life ever be complete?
I'm not being critical about anything that is thrown at me, because i believe that we all have a book to write, and sometimes pages just seem to be missing, so what do we do? We write a new one. I think that everyone in the world has a chance to make something of themselves, but do we need other people to make help that happen? I'm really not sure anymore. I've put my trust in a lot of things, never to be granted what i asked and wanted for. Well maybe that's just the whole point of the game. When you're falling from a 50ft building all your thinking about is how fast can i fall to the bottom to make it through to the other side, well maybe you're just not looking for the right spot. I don't think anyone in there right mind should undertake someone elses feelings, especially try and explain to them what they feel, THIS DOES NOT HELP! People just need to make sure where they place there feet, because playing with someones life is like treding on egg shells.
Plagiarizing, now to take a concept of someones true feelings, they have to be pushed into doing something they totally don't want to do. No one should ever be pushed into something that will end up leaving that person with a full on regretfull frown. It should however be life changing, maybe you need to take the plunge so you reflect on the fall? but someone who deep inside is just as scared as a little 5 year old girl is of big mahoosive spiders feels the same way a 17 year old is about a relationship. My good friend told me that ' if someone were to push you, would you hold on to them and take them with you, or fall by yourself and let them win?' My answer would be, i would take them with me, even though two wrongs don't make a right, but neither does one. Another thing ' if someone were to ask you,, and you say no, but they keep asking, you would just keep digging your self a hole untill you wouldnt be able to get out, the only way is to say yes? right?. No. Someone should take an upperhand and realise no means NO, but some people just don't understand. But what if the person saying no, doesn't understand the person asking? Well maybe that person should take into account that there is a reason for both sides of the argument and not just one.
Taking days out to reflect on what happened, and what you want? What does this even mean? Is it a sly way of telling someone what they really want? I don't think anyone could take that in a good way. Words can mean alot in just one tone, when will life ever be complete?
It knows no return
Don’t you agree it is time to quit
think fast and finish
glaze at the dusk, one day to spare
turn around and just give in
When you are born you know you will die
someday, any day, one day
the clock says hello and weeps
for it can´t go back
The woman in white refuses to walk
stones falling down like snowflakes
five is the number, death is it’s sign
love is a lie
As shadows lengthen and arrows fly
the tiger rolls over to south
the prophet retreats to its lair and knows
no more yesterday and no more tomorrow
One of these days when stars are around
the moon will be laughing in circles
swing a blow and kiss goodbye
it doesn´t know up nor down
Whether the universe cares, I cannot tell
The beads get me down no more
grass in the wind swings back and forth
but does it even want to?
think fast and finish
glaze at the dusk, one day to spare
turn around and just give in
When you are born you know you will die
someday, any day, one day
the clock says hello and weeps
for it can´t go back
The woman in white refuses to walk
stones falling down like snowflakes
five is the number, death is it’s sign
love is a lie
As shadows lengthen and arrows fly
the tiger rolls over to south
the prophet retreats to its lair and knows
no more yesterday and no more tomorrow
One of these days when stars are around
the moon will be laughing in circles
swing a blow and kiss goodbye
it doesn´t know up nor down
Whether the universe cares, I cannot tell
The beads get me down no more
grass in the wind swings back and forth
but does it even want to?
Saturday 3 December 2011
Choose Right or Wrong?
Well for a while i've wondered what ever can make you happy in life, normally finds a way to let you down, or destory tiny bits of yourself that you once loved or thought you loved. How can you ever tell that something in your life can be the most wonderful thing, with days, weeks, months or many years can turn your life around in one click.
Well we never really know what will happen in our life, either we choose to love someone, or find a job worth taking all the hassel to get, but to finally think this isn't for me. I've seen many rainbows in my life, but never actually found the pot of gold, you know? that one thing that can make you truely happy, no matter how rubbish your life may seem. Is there even such a thing? Something that can make you happy without a doubt in your mind that one day it could let you down?
I don't think there is, many people have been truely happy for plently of years, how do you think your old grand parents are still together? I always wonder what was so special for them, to have spent many happy years together, with a couple rocks thrown way out to sea but always to be washed back in for you to eventually forget why it was thrown out?
I guess we'll never know the true secrets of being happy, but we make ourself fools and do many silly things untill we settle down. But the real question is, how will we know when something that feels so right, can actually be the most stupidest thing you will do in your life? I guess this means, having a rope and a chair near by will one day be the death of you! Not to sound to extreme, but it's true, i think everyone has their moment's of wanting to escape everything and just be alone.
But maybe because you're not letting any one in to help? maybe you've had so much help that nothing could be solved, but then again, everything can be solved if you choose right and don't let the wrong things choose you.
Well we never really know what will happen in our life, either we choose to love someone, or find a job worth taking all the hassel to get, but to finally think this isn't for me. I've seen many rainbows in my life, but never actually found the pot of gold, you know? that one thing that can make you truely happy, no matter how rubbish your life may seem. Is there even such a thing? Something that can make you happy without a doubt in your mind that one day it could let you down?
I don't think there is, many people have been truely happy for plently of years, how do you think your old grand parents are still together? I always wonder what was so special for them, to have spent many happy years together, with a couple rocks thrown way out to sea but always to be washed back in for you to eventually forget why it was thrown out?
I guess we'll never know the true secrets of being happy, but we make ourself fools and do many silly things untill we settle down. But the real question is, how will we know when something that feels so right, can actually be the most stupidest thing you will do in your life? I guess this means, having a rope and a chair near by will one day be the death of you! Not to sound to extreme, but it's true, i think everyone has their moment's of wanting to escape everything and just be alone.
But maybe because you're not letting any one in to help? maybe you've had so much help that nothing could be solved, but then again, everything can be solved if you choose right and don't let the wrong things choose you.
Thursday 25 August 2011
Lets Not Shit Ourselves.
Well, the animals laugh from the dark of the wilderness.
A baby cries hard in an apartment complex,
as I pass in a car buried under the influence.
The city's driving me out of my mind.
I've seen a child is caught in the sad trap of gravity.
He falls from the lowest branch of the apple tree
and lands in the grass and weeps for his dignity.
Next time he will not aim so high.
Yeah, next time, neither will I.
Now a mother takes loans out, sends her kids off to colleges.
Her family's reduced to names on a shopping list.
While, a coroner kneels beneath a great, wooden crucifix.
He knows there's worse things than being alone.
And so I've learned to retreat at the first sign of danger.
I mean, why wait around, if it's just to surrender?
An ambition, I've found, can lead only to failure.
I do not read the reviews.
No, I am not singing for you.
Well I stood dropping a coin into the pit of a well.
And I would throw my whole billfold if I thought it would help.
With all these wishes I make,
I should buy something real, at least a telephone call home.
Well, my teachers, they built this retaining wall of memory,
all those multiple choices I answered so quickly.
And got my grades back and forgot just as easily,
but as least I got an A.
And so I don't have them to blame.
Well I should stop pointing fingers;
reserve my judgment of all those public action figures,
the cowboy presidents.
So loud behind the bullhorn, so proud they can't admit
when they've made a mistake.
While poison ink spews from a speechwriter's pen,
he knows he don't have to say it,
so it, it don't bother him.
"Honesty", "Accuracy" is just "Popular Opinion."
And the approval rating's high,
and so someone's gonna die.
Well ABC, NBC, CBS: Bullshit.
They give us fact or fiction? I guess an even split.
And each new act of war is tonight's entertainment.
We're still the pawns in their game.
As they take eye for an eye until no one can see,
we must stumble blindly forward, repeating history.
Well, I guess we all fit into your slogan
on the fast food marquee:
Red blooded, White skinned oh and the Blues.
Oh and the Blues, I got the Blues! That's me! That's me!
Well, I awoke in relief.
My sheets and tubes were all tangled weak from whiskey and pills,
in a Chicago hospital.
And my father was there, in a chair, by the window, staring so far away.
I tried talking, just whispered, "...so sorry...so selfish..."
He stopped me and said, "Child I love you regardless
and there's nothing you could do that would ever change this.
I'm not angry. It happens. But you just can't do it again."
So now I try to keep up, I've been exchanging my currency.
While a million objects pass through my periphery.
Now I'm rubbing my eyes 'cause they're starting to bother me.
I've been staring too long at the screen.
But where was it when I first heard a sweet sound of humility?
It came to my ears in the goddamn loveliest melody.
How grateful I was then to be part of the mystery,
to love and to be loved. Let's just hope that is enough.
A baby cries hard in an apartment complex,
as I pass in a car buried under the influence.
The city's driving me out of my mind.
I've seen a child is caught in the sad trap of gravity.
He falls from the lowest branch of the apple tree
and lands in the grass and weeps for his dignity.
Next time he will not aim so high.
Yeah, next time, neither will I.
Now a mother takes loans out, sends her kids off to colleges.
Her family's reduced to names on a shopping list.
While, a coroner kneels beneath a great, wooden crucifix.
He knows there's worse things than being alone.
And so I've learned to retreat at the first sign of danger.
I mean, why wait around, if it's just to surrender?
An ambition, I've found, can lead only to failure.
I do not read the reviews.
No, I am not singing for you.
Well I stood dropping a coin into the pit of a well.
And I would throw my whole billfold if I thought it would help.
With all these wishes I make,
I should buy something real, at least a telephone call home.
Well, my teachers, they built this retaining wall of memory,
all those multiple choices I answered so quickly.
And got my grades back and forgot just as easily,
but as least I got an A.
And so I don't have them to blame.
Well I should stop pointing fingers;
reserve my judgment of all those public action figures,
the cowboy presidents.
So loud behind the bullhorn, so proud they can't admit
when they've made a mistake.
While poison ink spews from a speechwriter's pen,
he knows he don't have to say it,
so it, it don't bother him.
"Honesty", "Accuracy" is just "Popular Opinion."
And the approval rating's high,
and so someone's gonna die.
Well ABC, NBC, CBS: Bullshit.
They give us fact or fiction? I guess an even split.
And each new act of war is tonight's entertainment.
We're still the pawns in their game.
As they take eye for an eye until no one can see,
we must stumble blindly forward, repeating history.
Well, I guess we all fit into your slogan
on the fast food marquee:
Red blooded, White skinned oh and the Blues.
Oh and the Blues, I got the Blues! That's me! That's me!
Well, I awoke in relief.
My sheets and tubes were all tangled weak from whiskey and pills,
in a Chicago hospital.
And my father was there, in a chair, by the window, staring so far away.
I tried talking, just whispered, "...so sorry...so selfish..."
He stopped me and said, "Child I love you regardless
and there's nothing you could do that would ever change this.
I'm not angry. It happens. But you just can't do it again."
So now I try to keep up, I've been exchanging my currency.
While a million objects pass through my periphery.
Now I'm rubbing my eyes 'cause they're starting to bother me.
I've been staring too long at the screen.
But where was it when I first heard a sweet sound of humility?
It came to my ears in the goddamn loveliest melody.
How grateful I was then to be part of the mystery,
to love and to be loved. Let's just hope that is enough.
Lets Not Shit Ourselves (To Love and Be Loved).
Friday 19 August 2011
Forgive and Forget?
Do you forgive? and forget? Well, depending on the circumstances, I normally do. Why hold a grudge over something that could easily been forgotten, and well something that happened for a reason either good or bad. Maybe even taught you a lesson in life, but the main thing is letting something go, forgiving someone and then eventually forgetting it and moving on. We all go through this stage in life, and sometimes can be the hardest or the easiest descion we make.
Sorry this is short, i'm quite mind blank tonight, guess i've hit the writers wall! ha.
Sorry this is short, i'm quite mind blank tonight, guess i've hit the writers wall! ha.
Wednesday 17 August 2011
Hurt and Sorry
When you see people happy, everything well in their life, doesn't it make you feel like saying ' don't be to smug about that smile', because in time a smile turns into a frown, then tears roll down your cheeks like a river finding new paths. Hurt is a major part in everyone's life, some more than others, but i don't think anyone could ever say that they have not felt hurt within them.
I think everyone has reasons for making people feel hurt, or any other feeling that could be described as un-happy, But i think when someone hurt's you, and then says 'Sorry' well, it just takes all the hurt into anger, because the word 'Sorry' should never be used, and if it is, it's not yourself that is to blame, as they have done something wrong to make them say 'Sorry'. But in another sense Sorry can be a word of asking for forgiveness, and sometimes very appreciated in certain cases.
If there wasn't Hurt or Sorry's then we would never be able to move on to something better, be able to forgive so easily, or even make sense that someone else has caused a problem and not yourself. Because inside everyone there is blame for ourself and others, it's just a natural instinct to ask yourself ' what did i do wrong?' Fair enough, sometimes two are to blame, but mostly one is.
I really have no idea where this should have lead but, you've got to write what comes to mind eh? Thanks for reading :)
I think everyone has reasons for making people feel hurt, or any other feeling that could be described as un-happy, But i think when someone hurt's you, and then says 'Sorry' well, it just takes all the hurt into anger, because the word 'Sorry' should never be used, and if it is, it's not yourself that is to blame, as they have done something wrong to make them say 'Sorry'. But in another sense Sorry can be a word of asking for forgiveness, and sometimes very appreciated in certain cases.
If there wasn't Hurt or Sorry's then we would never be able to move on to something better, be able to forgive so easily, or even make sense that someone else has caused a problem and not yourself. Because inside everyone there is blame for ourself and others, it's just a natural instinct to ask yourself ' what did i do wrong?' Fair enough, sometimes two are to blame, but mostly one is.
I really have no idea where this should have lead but, you've got to write what comes to mind eh? Thanks for reading :)
Monday 15 August 2011
The Best You Can Get, Or Not.
Well, it's all about the best these days, no one will settle for just under! This could be to do with anything, either love, family, products, literally anything! But the best to me, could be the total oppostie to you. So what is the best?
Well if you was going to say 'i want the best of everything i can get' then you might aswel pack up your bag and head for the door, because no matter how hard you try, life will throw all kind of obstacles in your way to stop you from getting and becoming the best. In my point of view, there is no best, no one is perfect we know, but everyone still tries to be, even when there isn't such thing, so is it all a waste? Life is a bitch to us, then we die. What's the point?
Well if life didn't have problems, then it would be too simple, who would we moan at? and what would we moan about? Life is good with a bit of moaning and groaning ( aye not in that way!!). We should all live life to the fullest, because either young or old, you never know when it will end, and for all we know, we only live once, Life Live To The Fullest!
There would be more, but as it's nearly 00:00 i think it's best if i head off to sleep. Goodnight!
Well if you was going to say 'i want the best of everything i can get' then you might aswel pack up your bag and head for the door, because no matter how hard you try, life will throw all kind of obstacles in your way to stop you from getting and becoming the best. In my point of view, there is no best, no one is perfect we know, but everyone still tries to be, even when there isn't such thing, so is it all a waste? Life is a bitch to us, then we die. What's the point?
Well if life didn't have problems, then it would be too simple, who would we moan at? and what would we moan about? Life is good with a bit of moaning and groaning ( aye not in that way!!). We should all live life to the fullest, because either young or old, you never know when it will end, and for all we know, we only live once, Life Live To The Fullest!
There would be more, but as it's nearly 00:00 i think it's best if i head off to sleep. Goodnight!
Sunday 14 August 2011
Freaky Neighbours
Neighbours, they can be either the best, or literally the worst! But strangely enough, mine are just plain freaky! And to put it politely, noisey buggers! We once had our washing machine overflow with water, asked next door, they were happy to help, but in a strange way, they came through the door and commented on everything that we have. It's one thing having facial expressions, but to have someone say ' Well, your house isn't what i imagined' in a bad way is just plain rude!
Throughout the 4 years of living here, we have got to know them in an odd way. They do the most annoying things at the silliest times! I've always said. ' It's like they have found gold in the walls' banging away at it at god knows what time in the morning, and night! And it's not just once they do it, it's every week! The same knocking sound, either past 8pm at night, or at 6am in the morning! What's their deal? It was strange enough to hear other peoples noises in another house, as the house i lived in before was a bungalow, detached, so only you in the house knew where the sound was coming from, from your own feet and hands!
As i only live with my mum, we get freaked out by them, The husband doesn't work, he's always in all day, They have two boys, ( they are a bit strange too ) But he never takes them out, The wife, well shes asolicitor apparently, ( as there so strange idon't have a clue what they are!) Every friday, bin day, there green box is full to the rim with bottles of wine, beer, you name it! You think they get drunk and actually do think there is gold in the walls? HAH! Wouldn't surprise me in the slightest!
Can't wait to move again.
Throughout the 4 years of living here, we have got to know them in an odd way. They do the most annoying things at the silliest times! I've always said. ' It's like they have found gold in the walls' banging away at it at god knows what time in the morning, and night! And it's not just once they do it, it's every week! The same knocking sound, either past 8pm at night, or at 6am in the morning! What's their deal? It was strange enough to hear other peoples noises in another house, as the house i lived in before was a bungalow, detached, so only you in the house knew where the sound was coming from, from your own feet and hands!
As i only live with my mum, we get freaked out by them, The husband doesn't work, he's always in all day, They have two boys, ( they are a bit strange too ) But he never takes them out, The wife, well shes asolicitor apparently, ( as there so strange idon't have a clue what they are!) Every friday, bin day, there green box is full to the rim with bottles of wine, beer, you name it! You think they get drunk and actually do think there is gold in the walls? HAH! Wouldn't surprise me in the slightest!
Can't wait to move again.
Saturday 13 August 2011
Family
I know my next blog was supposed to be about my freaky neighbours, but i thought as what i've done today, this kinda felt right. So here it is.
Family is a big word, a word that can mean so many things, to so many different people. To me it means a group of people that care and love each other. But in my case, family seems to not mean anything. I've lived through a tough life, like everyone has, but as i have always said, even if your life is bad, it doesnt mean that someone elses isn't as bad, or even worse. Which is true, but everyone has an experience in different ways,
either good or bad.
I've lived through my parents getting a divorce, which in these days is very common i know. At the age of 8 i was wondering what is happening? why are my two favorite people in the world moving away from each other? the worst thing was, i asked and asked what was happening but i always was told, "i'll tell you when your old enough to understand" But by the age of 8, i knew everything, i knew that no longer will i see my father living in the same house again. These days, i near enough know everything that went on during that time, and i really wish i didn't.
This oddly isn't the moral of this blog, But how family can be torn apart so easily and to be forced into so many different tornados to be thrown out into a pile of rubble. Everyone's life isn't as perfect as they'd like it to be, but we sure can make it a better one when we try, and get along.
Family may not mean anything to me, But can mean a hell of alot to others, I kind of get jealous at families that are full of people that love and care for each other, Knowing that i will never have that feeling. But if and when i choose to have a family of my own, i will make sure that my children will never have to face to fear of losing there mother or father, Because that feeling stays with you forever.
Thanks for reading, i'll be sure to top you up on them neighbours Tomorrow, It's one hell of a story!
Family is a big word, a word that can mean so many things, to so many different people. To me it means a group of people that care and love each other. But in my case, family seems to not mean anything. I've lived through a tough life, like everyone has, but as i have always said, even if your life is bad, it doesnt mean that someone elses isn't as bad, or even worse. Which is true, but everyone has an experience in different ways,
either good or bad.
I've lived through my parents getting a divorce, which in these days is very common i know. At the age of 8 i was wondering what is happening? why are my two favorite people in the world moving away from each other? the worst thing was, i asked and asked what was happening but i always was told, "i'll tell you when your old enough to understand" But by the age of 8, i knew everything, i knew that no longer will i see my father living in the same house again. These days, i near enough know everything that went on during that time, and i really wish i didn't.
This oddly isn't the moral of this blog, But how family can be torn apart so easily and to be forced into so many different tornados to be thrown out into a pile of rubble. Everyone's life isn't as perfect as they'd like it to be, but we sure can make it a better one when we try, and get along.
Family may not mean anything to me, But can mean a hell of alot to others, I kind of get jealous at families that are full of people that love and care for each other, Knowing that i will never have that feeling. But if and when i choose to have a family of my own, i will make sure that my children will never have to face to fear of losing there mother or father, Because that feeling stays with you forever.
Thanks for reading, i'll be sure to top you up on them neighbours Tomorrow, It's one hell of a story!
Friday 12 August 2011
Waking Up!
Since i started summer i've been getting up later and later in the day, even if i go to bed at 9pm i still seem to not drag myself out of my nice, cosy, warm bed till 10am at the earlest! I'm not complaining either! But when i dont get up i get even more tired! Is something wrong?! I have no clue why this is, but it happens.
Well as i have nothing else to do i normally get up late then find myself finding things to do, wishing i had woken up earlier! Funny that isn't it? I can't wait to go back to college though, i miss seeing people and having something to do all day, even though sometimes i do complain about being at college, but that's only because i had 4 hour breaks, having done all my work i didn't find anything to do. Hopefully my second year will bring me piles and piles of work (no doubt there actually will be this time!) but i'd give them all my best shot.
I think my next blog will be about how annoying my freaky neighbours are! Keep tuned :)
Well as i have nothing else to do i normally get up late then find myself finding things to do, wishing i had woken up earlier! Funny that isn't it? I can't wait to go back to college though, i miss seeing people and having something to do all day, even though sometimes i do complain about being at college, but that's only because i had 4 hour breaks, having done all my work i didn't find anything to do. Hopefully my second year will bring me piles and piles of work (no doubt there actually will be this time!) but i'd give them all my best shot.
I think my next blog will be about how annoying my freaky neighbours are! Keep tuned :)
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