Saturday, 22 March 2014

Mass confusion...Spoon fed it seems.

Billboard Advertisement: Don't follow the trend. Get the London look.

Therefore, we must stop following what everyone else is doing and follow a look designed and manufactured from a metropolis city and be like them instead...If you live in London, one would believe you are exempt from this. Being different has now become a trend? Yes! Not being like everyone has become the 'in' thing to do! Because you know, being normal is too mainstream, or however it's plastered on internet memes by trolls.

Being a nerd with whacky hair who does random things is like, the craze! It's beautiful actually. Giving people who had no confidence the exposure of actually being cool. I bet they're so happy! Fitting in is all they ever wanted, surely? (Don't call me Shirley) EVEN...to my disgust I must admit this, being cynical and indifferent to things which are 'mainstream' are the cool thing to be involved in! This saddens me deeply. I was so happy...being afar and judging people without knowing them, being the 'arsehole'. Now, you hipsters have taken it away from me. You're all there, wearing your tight jeans with your Ramones t-shirt, listening to indie music. Not hardcore 'coz you know, it's too much...

Don't despair though! It's not as if the world is going to be run by idiots in the future... I mean, these rebels and flower kissers are all studying important things. Economy, Culture and Tourism, English and all other important subjects. So, one day they will sell out and become live everyone else...

Oh no...

Sell out is a taboo...Can't say that...I must be bitter or, must not like money or worse...

Rant over.

Thursday, 13 March 2014

Am I lonely? Or, do I prefer to be alone?

I sit her writing to you, playing Football Manager, listening to Threads by Now,Now with my dog sitting between my legs. I am in my room, alone...I've been alone pretty much all afternoon. My mum and her husband are here but, we haven't spoke much, utterances here and there. I don't hate social interaction, some would say, I'm actually the life of the party when I'm in my groove. Throwing out jokes as if I was Robin Hood and I have returned from my latest conquest. To be honest, this doesn't happen much, I tend to keep myself to myself.  Moreover, when I was at working at a secondary school, as a teacher...Yep... I was in a crowd of people, all of them friendly enough with conversation or, what passes for conversation between a 43 year old father and a 23 year old nomad. I managed to keep the conversation flowing. Though I may not have a lot in common with 40 somethings, I have intelligence on a various amount of topics to satisfy the need of talking during breaks and whatnots.  Even at clubs or, in the middle of an oil orgy, where I actually enjoy being,  I tend to feel alone and thoroughly bored. This raises the question, am I lonely or, do I prefer being alone?

Ever since one was a tall child, I've really enjoyed sitting by myself, not doing anything in particular. It's not as though my head was enthused deeply into something that I wouldn't respond to anyone, It's just, I suppose, if someone goes into their space, with their door closed people would assume, they want to be alone. They are therefore known as shun-ins, anti social, why? I just don't really enjoy talking for the sake of it. I enjoy reasoning and rationales. I'm not going to go to the kitchen and begin talking about whether the sausages are cooked properly, why should I? Not to appear anti social? What's the reason behind that exactly? People have become so afraid of silence as if it were a taboo. We condition ourselves to have conversation, rather than listen to just our own generous heart beating...perish the thought!

Amongst foes, admirers, friends, family or foes, animals and the occasional Maltese person my feelings of loneliness tend to differ. As I said previously, I am sitting with my dog, he listens and doesn't say stupid things...the perfect person. At family gatherings, I tend to go within myself. My girlfriend says it's because, I'm not giving them a chance to get to know me is the reason why, I stay quiet and don't talk to me. My response is given with 23 years of experience behind it. They've know me, they bare me for my mothers sake and utter the same old questions. You understand Maltese but don't speak it right? When are you going to stop growing? Those two questions fucking haunt me. You'd think being conditioned small talk, one would be able to listen and be able to remember the answer the this question which, I have given on numerous occasion...Yep and I stopped when I was 18. People will say that is a blunt response to a friendly question I will retort with 23 years repeating myself.

Am I lonely or, do I want to be alone?

When I am alone, am I lonely? When I am lonely, am I alone?

You must love your own company before you are able to accept anyone else's in saying that, being on your own sometimes, brings out the worse in you. You start thinking all kinds of heinous thoughts. I've had those heinous thoughts, even acted on them a couple of times. That being said, I will never bow down to social, family pressure .

I am alone right now, I am happy. I hope when reading this, you are just happy, whether it's alone or with a loved one. Whether you are an introvert/extrovert, love being bombarded by harassing pop ups on Facebook or texts. Or, like me, have turned your phone off and are just browsing the net without intention. I implore you, think about that when you are around people, if you are being forced to be around people to speak. Conversely, just being given shit because you are alone in your room a lot. Am I lonely because I am alone or, do I just want to be alone?

Monday, 10 March 2014

It's all about the hype...Don't believe the hype.

Hello readers. Looking back, I wrote in this last two years ago. In the period since, it's been a series of lows, vertical lines and sharp drops followed by underdog highs. In any event, I am back to hopefully write for good.

Why am I back?

To be honest, I've been toying with blogging for a while just, I never knew what I had to say that would be interesting or relevant. I'm not a political satirist. I'm not a sofa/bed/car football enthusiast (I am but, there are so many football blogs, what's the point) What I am. I am witty, I've been lead to believe that is. I'm quite clever...Again as the previous sentence, I've been lead to believe this. I hope at least, if you are reading this, you believe I can at make the time that passes, different to staring at a blank wall.

Right now, I'm listening to a song by my friend and rap artist Lowkey (I shall post the link below) It's called, When I die. The lyrics are quite hard hitting. When I die, what will be left? What I am leaving behind as a legacy. Who's life am I touching?

 In this blog, I will just talk about the life of a 23 year old...With no particular life direction, just wanting to be free...Maybe, having a different/wrong/right opinion on things. I'm quite a cynic so, you may find that entertaining. I listen to different types of music so maybe, one can get that from this blog.

So, why ever you are reading this. Whether you're my friend and you're just being nice. A bored person just looking around, or my mum (Hi Mum) I hope you will get something from it...Just knowing you're not alone and that someone is literally writing for you, for me at least, is a cool thing

This is just a short intro to me really...As you can see, a lot of rambling (That's pretty much what I do) I dunno how often I'll be able to update things but, I will be writing here, with my views/sarcastic opinions/stupid ideology and occasional song/porn reference.

Peace and harmony.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YYCTG-4dlCU