Fly hard, bitch.

After a year and a half of being at university I have finally decided to start playing Frisbee with the team here. I was previously a member of the glee club but I quickly lost interest in that as I found watching films on the day of practise would be much more important use of my time.

I was debating joining around this time last year but never got around to it as I didn't know where they practised, I wish I had done so as by this time I would be much more better player than I have now. But now I've finally done it and it's been one of the best decisions I have made.

I absolutely love it, the people there are great and the sport is ridiculously energetic and the entire atmosphere in the gym/ field where we play is just great to be involved in. However as I am new, there are loads of aspects that I need to improve in order to enjoy the game even more. This is why I have decided to list a few resolutions that I'm going to work on.

1. Don't panic when I have the disk. As I used to play football, one of the things we are taught is to not hold the ball for too long or it will be taken off you by an opponent. With Frisbee you have a total of 8 seconds once you've received the disc until you have to pass it to another team member. This gives you plenty of time to look around at where your team will be and to make a good pass, there have been a few times where I have thrown the disc almost straight away after receiving it and made a bad pass which has lost possession.

2. Try not to be too hard on myself. Very tricky one this, I want to be a good player and I find it hard not to be critical when I make a mistake. However I need to understand that I am new; everyone else has been doing this a lot longer than me and therefore had more practise than I have. Once you get into your head that you've done something wrong it can put you into a negative attitude which will effect you longer than if you simply brush off the error and improve the next time around.

3. Remember everyone's names. I have been to quite a few training sessions now and I'm still only able to remember a few people I've met names. I have no idea how I'm going to manage being a teacher and remembering all the students names. Fortunately for me people have nicknames on the back of their shirts which do help but I frequently find myself asking Grace who people are.

Me and Grace loving training.

There are plenty of other aspects that I need to work on including my general technique with the disc and the different ways that you can throw it. Also my fitness has been proven to not be top notch, there is a lot of sprinting involved in Frisbee which can be really shattering. These will all be improved though the more I play, which will be as often as I can considering how much fun I'm having. Yay, Fly hard!!!!

New Years Resolutions ...

HAPPY 2013!! New year, new me. Yolo. Dis is goin 2 b moi year oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox.

It's that time of year where everyone decides that this is the year when they finally get their lives together; lose weight, get hired at your dream job, quit smoking etc etc. Although these are fantastic things to try and attempt, the unfortunate reality of it is that most people, including me, fail at sticking to their new years resolutions. In fact, last tear I didn't even bother to try and think of any as I knew I most likely wouldn't be able to accomplish them. 

However at this time of my life I'm feeling relatively positive about myself, my confidence is higher than it has been in a long time and therefore I've come with a few things I would like to accomplish in the new year, and I'm going to give a valiant effort to accomplish them. Positive thinking is half the battle anyway right? 

1. Be healthier. 

Pretty common one here, early January the gym's around the world are the busiest they are all year. However as the numbers of those attending gym sessions gets fewer and fewer as the year goes on, some people will stick to their promises to themselves and keep hitting the gym. I'm quite determined that I'm going to be one of these people. 

2. Visit somewhere new. 

I have Glastonbury festival and Camden town on my wishlist to visit in 2013. As well as a variety of Uni's around Britain. Last year I saw some parts of England that I hadn't before and wish to continue doing this as well as perhaps visiting a county I'm yet to. 

3. Try not to over think things to much.

This is one of my worst habits, over thinking scenarios that haven't even happened and making myself unhappy about the results. 

4. Do things that will make me happier.   

Seems simple enough however it's easier said than done, although I'm aware that this won't be possible all year with essays/ work needing to be done but I do wish to do more things that make me happier as a person. I've already started this by quitting my job at the place that made me resent the weekends. 

I agree with Ross, the sexy beast.

5. Try not to let little things bother me.

Some things in life just don't need to get angry about, I seriously just need to think 'will this bother me in a few day?' If not then there's just no point in ruining any part of your day with  negative thoughts. 

6. Meet some new people.

The people I've met since being at uni have been some of the best I have in my life, I couldn't have possibly found every single interesting person in Winchester. My intention to join the Frisbee team will be a good way to start this. 

these are my resolutions, If you have any yourself then good luck with them and hope you have a great year :)

I have this big problem, and it's called my life.

It was quite a last minute decision for me to come to university. The entire time I was at school I didn't think about going at all. 

This was until the start of my final year of 6th form and all everyone was talking about was university. This was one of the first times I actually went  ''oh shit, I have to go have a life of my own soon.'' After a few meeting with some woman who had fuck all helpful to say I decided that going to university will if anything by me some time before I had to make a big decision. 

Drama was the only subject I ever enjoyed going to, so it seemed the perfect option to choose when it came on deciding on what subject to take. I used to love being one of the best in the class (big headed) as it was so far from the norm to what I was used to academically. I used to love the freedom that was in that classroom, you could put your own personal twist on what you had to do and create something you could be so involved in. 

However something has changed since those years of performing in room D2 of Corfe Hills School. I'm not sure if it's because I've changed or simply Iv'e lost the spark that I used to have with the subject. After 1 year and 4 lectures of studying drama in Winchester I'm seriously wondering whether there's any point of me being here. I was sat in my theatre in education/ drama in education lecture, the lecturer was speaking about the way that some people find drama not important and that it falls under English in the education curriculum. Prompting lots of students rolling their eyes and uttering how ridiculous it is that drama isn't considered a real subject and I just found myself seriously not caring. I've lost my passion. I feel I don't fit in with these people who care so much about this subject, all they care about is performing and I seriously don't see the point. God, the Rikki Bissagar of year 11 would have been so pissed off that drama wasn't considered important that he would have expressed his anger through interpretive dance. (lol, drama joke)

The only problem is that I'm not passionate about anything, there's nothing that I REAAALLLLY want to do with my life and it's a serious problem. Whenever I go to my past time job a have this feeling of pure hatred of what I'm going to do for the next however many hours. I need to find something I'm passionate about, I refuse to be someone who hates what he does for the rest of his life. 

At least I have a thriving social life to fall back on. Oh wait. 

A very short story

He sits alone in a room, his hands pressed so hard against his closed eyes that he can see the stars.
He was once told that to live inside your mind would be a miraculous thing, as it's a place where your imagination and creativity can flourish.
But what happens when your mind becomes a dark place?
And what happens when your mind becomes a place you can't escape from?

I'm Introvert.

" You're so boring." "Come on you're 19 years old!" "Such a waste of a student." These are just a few things that people seem to say to me, most of which come from my family on a weekly basis. 

Now I'm not the type of guy who wants to go out all the time, or one that finds drinking 24/7 particularly appealing. Because of this some people seem to think that I'm boring or someone that doesn't like to have a good time but this isn't the case. I'm simply an introverted person, and because of this I don't need to be doing these things to have a good time. 

Broadly speaking everybody on this planet can be placed into two different personality types, introverts and extroverts. Extroverted people are those who get their energy from being around people and being social, where as introverts are people who recharge by being with themselves and alone. ( I copied this entire definition as I couldn't think of a better phrased one,  from a guy called Charlie McDonnell who made a video about being introvert  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SCgj2Gor25g .) 

As a person who falls into the introverted personality type I can't think of a better thing to do than an afternoon/ evening of being on the internet and watching a good film. Now don't get me wrong there are times in my life where I drink an entire bottle of fireball and make an absolute tit out of myself. Or drink so much alcohol that I almost get beaten up by a girl and try to fall asleep in the middle of Magaluf. But overall this is something I can't do on a weekly basis. 

Magaluf you ruined me

I think that the way teenagers are represented in programmes like skins and the way university students are generally portrayed in the media some people find it difficult to understand that not everyone my age is like this. But after you go onto sites like twitter and especially tumblr you will see that there are many introverts out there, and one day we will take over the world with our social awkwardness. 

Friends for never.

Cheesy title huh? Ah well, I'm back! Haven't written a blog post in a while so thought it was time to set that right. 

This idea started last night when I went through my old Facebook profile ( I had to get a new one as I forgot the password for it.) When browsing through the wall posts lots of memories of what was happening at the time came back and what was sad was that the majority of the people writing them I haven't seen in years. 

Now I know this isn't exactly uncommon, people change, grow apart and it's just apart of life. The fact is if I didn't stop becoming friends with people at certain times I wouldn't have become friends with the next set of people. Yet, it's strange to think about how close I was with certain people who now would probably have to think twice if asked what uni I went to. For example there was this guy and for a good couple of years I would have classed him as my best friend. Various shopping trips, sleep overs in his loft and banter about the size of his fingers and the size of my head ( sounds quite dodgy but was funny. ) I used to be able to just stroll into his house and now If I went there I would feel pretty awkward. 

Next set of people Is actually quite sad, had been a pretty tight nit group for years. Every now and again we would have our disagreements, various girlfriends getting in the way and alcohol fuelled arguments. ( At one point fists flying)  but overall we were close. Yet one day it came to an end, and not going to lie it sucks stop being close to the majority of your friends at once. Especially since they all managed to remain quite chummy, just minus a couple of members. Especially one member, who despite fall outs over girls and other things we always managed to make up, again at a time I would have classed him as my 'best friend' but now I can't even remember what company he works for, for all I know he could have quit. 

The final person and me have a lot of history, she used to love me in year 9 when I was a 'chav', had various  levels of friendship but at the end of all this she became my best friend. I just looked through our old conversations and again memories came back, she spent pretty much my entire 18th with me, walked through stormy weather to get Chinese food  and we spent various evening slept on each others sofa's / floors / beds. Now it's sad we're not as close any more as in all honesty I adore this girl, she's one of the most funny, kind, and talented people I've ever met. And she's pretty good at making nacho's! I hope that I get to see her soon as It's been a while since we went shopping or watched a horror film. 

Now I know this is getting long and you've probably got bored of my moaning, but before I end I just want to say to all the people I have spoke about this, it  wasn't in any way a bitching / slagging off about the way we're no longer friends. In fact it's the complete opposite and a way of saying thank you for the memories, as I have had quite a few good one's in my 19 years. I hope you're all enjoying life at different uni's / colleges / jobs and in one case parts of the world. Who knows maybe there's still time for a few more in months we're back in sunny old Poole. 

OK, final point. I can't post an entire blog about former best friends without mentioning my favourite people atm, the people I have met at uni honestly have had such an influence on me already and I adore you. I can't wait for the next 3 years with you all. But there's a guy at home still who need's a mention as he's been there throughout ( oop cheesy. ) In the past he was the but of everyone's jokes, but lucky for me he stuck around as nowadays he's one of the only people I am sure is going to be a friend for life. We have the same music taste which is pretty crazy, love of board games and finally just love the same weird shit like random YouTube video's. We can go weeks without seeing each other and then meet up and act like we've seen each other the day before, which in all honesty is pretty rare. So yeah, you're friendship is much appreciated.

I'm quite weird

helloooooooooooooooooo lovely people who are reading this, you look lovely today, I like what you've done with your hair :) I haven't posted for nearly a month which is absolutely ludacris, so I thought I would write a post about some of the weird things I do.

The majority of my evenings are spent on the wonderful place that is the internet, and with so much at my disposal I find myself wasting time looking and researching into some very random things. Things include recently....

Salvador Dali - Yup him, the other night I spent around an hour looking into the work and the life of the Spanish surrealist artist Salvador Dali. I have no idea why I did this, but I enjoyed looking at a variety of his paintings and spent a rather long time gazing at his wonderful moustache.







                                                                                                                                one hell of a moustache.


Pirates- 'Yarrrrr' 'yo ho ho ho and a bottle of rum' and all that shit. Anyway I've always been a fan of pirates, when I was a young child I had this book that had a biography of many of the famous pirates of history. My favourites included Sir Francis Drake and Edward Teach (Blackbeard.) I also looked to see if I could find the book on Amazon as I loved it so much but alas I couldn't :(











                                                                                                                               
                                                                                                              I'm loving Blackbeard's stance here.














Dinosaur's - They are fucking awesome, I am a fan of these creatures that lived a rather long time before we came along and made this planet boring as shit. Imagine if they were still about? How fucking awsome would it be to buy a pet pterodactyl (yes I did Google the spelling, why the fuck is there a silent P?) or ride to work on the back of a triceratops. Also the fact we might be eaten by a T-rex would bring excitement to everyone's day :D.                                                                                    
                                                                                                                               fucking awsome.



Anyway hope you enjoyed this Blog, I'll try to write more but I'm not promising anything.

Tales from a different time..

My Granddad is one of the most important people in my life, and defiantly the most interesting. So I thought it would be pretty fun to tell you some of his stories that he's told me over the years. If you enjoy reading this half as much as I did listening to them you're in for a treat... 

My mum's family used to live in South Africa and because of this my Granddad used to go fish for them to have food, one day he was sat next to a lake when he felt a warm breath on the back of his neck. With the noise that was coming from behind him he knew what it was... baboon's. 

Ok, I know this doesn't sound amazingly scary and perhaps a little silly, but baboons are fucking vicious. My granddad knew that if he moved at all he would be ripped to pieces by the pack, the worst thing was that at the time his line was in the water. So for hours he sat there praying that a fish didn't take the bate... if it had the line would jolt his arm and the attack would begin. So he sat. And waited. Eventually the leader got bored and left, bringing the pack with him. My Granddad was safe. 

So there we go the first tale of my Granddad, if you found this interesting let me know and I'll do more :) 

If you could be anything what would it be?

When asked this question I'm sure a few things pop to mind, a footballer scoring the winning goal for your country at the world cup, an actor receiving an Oscar, or a rock star on stage with millions of people singing the lyrics you've written. At some point in my life I've wanted to be all of these things however all of these have nothing on how much I'd wish to be a tattoo artist.

If you've ever had a conversation with me or read any of my previous blog posts/ twitter feed you will know how much I enjoy tattoos. However this is only a tiny indication of how much my love for tattoo's is. I just find everything about them interesting, the art, the stories, the meanings and how happy it can make people. I spend WAY to much of my free time googling tattoo's people have got and going round different web pages looking at different artist's piece's. This is why I would absolutely adore to be a tattoo artist, it's something that would make me look forward to go to work every day.

Which is why it fucking sucks I can't draw or write fancy script so this won't come true. I guess being a drama teacher is a great second choice.

There's a lot to look forward to.

I quite like having a blog, however I'm finding it really difficult to have things to write about. i guess this is mostly due to the fact that I'm quite a boring person, my nights are mostly filled with catching up on TV, listening to music, drinking tea and playing board games with my lovely house mates and best friend. (chess & monopoly are my favourite) So I thought I would tell you about some of the things I'm looking forward in the upcoming year in more detail, as I write this I have an awful feeling I've already written something like this, that would show how little I have to talk about considering I've posted about 15 times.

Anyway I'm going to do it anyhow...

Soccer am : This Saturday I'm travelling up to London with my best friend and his family to watch soccer am get filmed. Only about 30 people get to go a week and the guest list is quite long so I'm chuffed I get to go and meet Tubes and the gang :) very exciting.  

"Lads" holiday : I put lads in brackets because I don't really like this term, I find it ever so cliché, also I'm not very laddy at all. But WHO CARES, me and the amazing people who I went to Amsterdam with have decided to go somewhere else in the word for a week of alcohol consumption. The destination is yet to be decided but I feel it will be somewhere like Zante or SHAGaluff (lol) as they're cheap and as poor university students is ideal.

Reading Festival : Because last year was so amazing me and Louis are going again, this time will be slightly different in form of the group of people. Although I'm sad I probably won't go with the group I did last year, going with only boys will be good as we won't get pushed around and have to leave a venue like we did last year ( The midnight beast, them 12 year old fans can get vicious and we had to leave.) Also this will be my second year so I will know my way around and know what to expect so should be amazing :D

I hope to be Writing more regularly but I like to write things because I want to, nothing that is sloppily done. so hopefully you enjoyed this and farewell :) x

pet hates - part 2

Just like my previous pet hate blog these two are slightly contradictory, but I understand what I mean so hopefully you will to.

1. hate on the internet: Iv'e read/ seen many comments and lots of people online slagging off and saying awful things about over people. It kind of makes me feel sick that people think it's ok to do things like this. I understand that when people post things online if it's a video or pictures or even their opinion they want people to respond. But this is not an excuse for some of the things people say, in the case iv'e seen recently this guy Jamie Ryan Dee is 'internet famous' for the webpage Tumblr ... anyway he posted a photo shoot online of him and someone else hanging around an old church which included leaning on an old gravestone. Even though he wrote that he had permission from the church and the graves were over 500 years old people still said some very serious responses. These include calling him a cunt and saying he should kill himself. How the fuck is that ? why the fuck? I don't understand how people can say these things to a 16 year old kid...  especially when the thing they're mad about is being respectful to the dead..... how is wanting someone to die respecting the dead? Pathetic. 

2. arrogance: I might have spoken about this before I can't really remember but it REALLY annoys me so here we go.... people who think they're better than other for no real reason is ridiculous. I read someone respond to a question pretty much shouting at the person who asked the question because they hadn't read his FAQ. How much must you love yourself that you assume everyone loves you enough to read a fat off paragraph about your fucking uninteresting life.  blah. dickheads.

3. One direction fans: I'm sorry but your fucking crazy, one direction are ok but WHY DO PEOPLE ON TWITTER JIZZ OVER THEM. Listen to some other fucking musicians please and get a life. 

Semester 2 BOOYAH

WOOOO, after arriving back to the lovely town of Winchester on Friday all alone today (Sunday) all my friends arrived. So now my fucking essay is finally done printed and everything I currently have nothing to stress over, I know this will be over soon most likely tomorrow but for the mean time I'm happy.

Not going to lie these last couple of days have been extreamly frustrating due to the fact I brought my new laptop with me and had to go through registering it. For those of you at university you may remember having to do this back in September and how annoying it is. I'm still not 100% sure ive done it correctly, alas we'll have to see.

Anyway I digress, I'm SO looking forward to this year for many a reason A. I just bloody love university B. I know I actually have friends here now so I can see them whenever I want. Finally C. I might actually meet new people, I love the friends I already have but what wrong with meeting more? This semester I'll go out with my drama class more and meet some new people.

If this semester is half as good as the last one I'll be pretty chuffed, so yeah watch this space :) 

pet hates

The other day I was reading the very lovely Grace's blog  http://braceletsandbangles.blogspot.com/ on pet hates and decided I would tell you all some of mine. 

I was looking at my stats and saw that someone had read my blog in America (thank you very much, how lovely) so thought I would explain that a pet hate is something small that really irritates you. Ova wise known in America as a pet peeve, (Michael Buckley taught me that.) Anyway I wont diverge any longer and begin to tell you some of the small things that grind my gears.

1. When people are late: I'm sorry but unless you have a valid reason I find it quite rude if you agree to meet someone somewhere and they arrive 15, 20 or 30 minutes late. There's no real excuse really I mean how difficult is it to get ready and meet someone somewhere? I can't think of anything I hate more than being ready to go out and just wondering around the house aimlessly waiting, Also the awkward sit down on the sofa I do when I'm waiting sort of watching t.v but to annoyed at someone lateness to pay attention. One specific time this occurred was when I had to get somewhere for a certain time and the person who wanted to  go with me turned up at my house to give me a lift when the time period to arrive was pretty much over. 

2. Being to early for something: I know this completely contradicts my first pet hate but there's something about being somewhere to early when it's not needed really annoys me. Everyone know's when a house party says be there at half 7 you don't turn up until at least an hour in when people have arrived and had a few drinks. My lovely friend Ash know's how much i dislike being early especially the time he turned up at 20 to 1 to go to class when it didn't start to 1.... no one wants to be waiting outside in the cold for 10 minutes.

3. People using/moving my stuff: I love my mum but this very much falls down to her. She likes to move my stuff (often very important things) to keep them safe and then forgets where she puts them. I know some of you will be like ''so selfish, I would love my mum to clean up after me'' I don't mind if she cleans my things but like moving to university has proven I will clean my room when needed, it may look like a mess to the naked untrained eye but I know where everything is. 

stress

Also i'm very sorry I haven't been writing very much, I'm currently writing an essay for my History and Context class it's pretty much taking up all my time. This is mostly because I write about the post of a common snail, I could probably get a 1st in procrastination (lame, overused joke.) Ah well hopefully when I get the time I'll write longer/ more interesting blogs but for the mean time you can make do with this.

love you all <3

pointless

me and my best friend are obsessed with pointless on bbc1, it's amazing and slowly becoming one of my favourite show

no title can explain this

im not going to spam my twitter so i doubt anyone will read this but something feels good about putting something out there.

i can't explain it but i don't think im going to live to an old age, i just can never imagine myself being 70, 80. When i'm in my 20's i can see my head exploding from all the strange things in my mind... maybe i should start painting and be strangely brilliant.

Idk, fuck the system, golf wang

here's to a pretty decent year

As there's only about 29 hours left of 2011 i though it would be fun to make my last blog post of 2011 about the year itself. Now of course ive had my hard days this year, some of which have been harder than others but overall 2011 has been a good year for me so i thought it would be fun to countdown my top 10 moments. Now this is difficult to do as some of them cover the space of a few days and others are just moments that made me jump up and down. With all that considered please enjoy my top 10 moments of 2011.

10. Getting a 2:1 in my first university essay:  This sounds weird as it doesn't really mean alot overall but in all honesty i believed i had failed, i have no confidence when it comes to academic work. So when i looked and saw i had done pretty well in this essay i had worked hard on it was a great feeling.

9. Winning a media Oscar: Again very weird and quite lame and also about school work. Basically my media teacher though it would be fun to host an Oscar based award evening for all the video's we had made all year for our coursework. The hall was packed with parents, teachers and students. My horror trailer won best lighting and was nominated for best overall production so i was very chuffed with that :)

8. Harry Potter ending: I love harry potter so much, its my favourite film series so to watch it be complete was amazing, the final film was my favourite of them all and yeah i loved it !

7. Rock challenge: Me dancing, HA. Still it was absolutely amazing, some of my best friends from home i only met this year through this event where school dance against each other. I loved the rehursals and the people and the show we put on, people kept saying how entertained they were watching, only slightly dampened by not winning but that's my competitiveness coming out. If the show was in 2011 it would have made it in but it ended December 2010.

6. Leaving Tesco: Although my last shift was nice as my bosses said they would miss me, i fucking hated that job. I used to dread the weekend as i worked Friday nights and it crushed my soul being there. So to leave was amazing.

5. Getting my ring: If you know me well you know how much i love my granddad, if you look on my hand i'll be wearing a gold ring with a black stone. My Granddad has worn this ring since he was 'a young man' as he put it. Well this year he gave it too me for a gift and it's my most cherished thing i own.

4. 18th: got a tatttoo, gifts, friends, pub, family i finally turned 18 so will never worry about getting alcohol or cigerrettes again. I love being 18 and my 18th birthday was a top day.

3. Reading Festival: was torn between this being second or third, Reading festival was 5 days in a tent in the rain with 3 of my very good friends. Was fucking amazing i got to see my favourite band ( ofwgkta ) and yeah was so good definitely going next year.

2. Amsterdam: AHHHH best week ever, 10 lads in a beaut flat in the centre of Amsterdam, don't wanna sound lame but so many drugs and was AMAZING. Didn't wasn't to come home was so good. Actually now  i write this this defiantly deserves to be above reading.

1: Getting into University:  Didn't ever think id go to uni, didn't think i'd get in right until i saw it on my laptop. It poured with rain results day which lead to me being in a car crash. The mood was set i needed 280 to get in  and i got 260, i went down from an A to a B in media so i was heartbroken. I did what im sure everyone was doing that day and constantly trying to get onto UCAS due to it's over capacity. Then i saw it written across the screen saying i had been accepted into Winchester, i jumped on my settee and screamed 'YES' my parents where sat in the living room with my sister and we all cheered, and celebrated.

So yeah 2011 has been very good some things didn't quite make it in such as discovering Tumblr which i love, finishing school and reuniting with a former childhood friend. Here's hoping that 2012 is just as good as 2011 with equal if not more memories.

stolen idea's

As many of you have been sent here from my twitter i assume you saw my tweet yesturday expressing my anger at a certain trailer i had witnessed.

Im sure we all have that dream where were rich and famous, now in my head ive been a football star and a singer. Unfortunatly i can't run very fast and have the voice of a goat being strangled so neither of these will come true. However i happen to be ok at the old drama so i guess the only chance i'll have to become rich or famous will be via the world of Hollywood, i know this most likely will never happen as so many people have these dreams but ey, nothing wrong with hopeing.

So yeah on one of my long dog walks or trying to get to sleep i tried to think of a film i could be in that would win me an oscar. I came up with two idea's one was based on people who die in there sleep and this happens to someone, so he's trying to do what it takes to break out of the dream and become a better person etc...
I also had another idea about two people who are together and the girl slips into a coma ( mila kunis or someone ;) due to an accident and the story is about the boy sitting by her side and being with her when she wakes up and no longer remembers him. I was actually quite impressed with my idea although most likely i was influenced by something i had watched or read and has proberly previosuly been done.  Anyway imagine my anger when i was scrolling through Tumblr when i saw an advert for 'the vow' which is pretty much the same thing. Blahh, oh well i guess i'll have to think of a new film to keep me entertained as i try to get to sleep.
I was speaking to my best friends dad and similar things happend to him when he came up with an invention to try and make him rich and a few months later it had been produced by some company. So i guess this type of thing happens to lots of people, i'll just man up and keep going with my life.

Also if my spelling is off im sorry, im on my sisters laptop and it doesn't say when you make a mistake.

The meanings

Yes this two is about tattoo's, i'm sorry if my blog posts are starting to get a little repetitive about either university or tattoo's but these things are properly the two biggest things in my life atm. Which if you think about it is pretty pathetic but oh well. Anyway i diverge, my last post about tattoo's left the impression that i absolutely hate it when anyone asks about tattoo's but this is incorrect. I don't mind it when someone has a genuine interest, only when they ask in order to judge if the reason behind isn't enough for them. My tattoo's don't have obvious meanings thus get questions on what they represent so I thought I would go through in order which one represents.

heart & music note, right arm: I got this tattoo when i was 16 years old very late November 2009, it's inspired by the lyric 'if you've lost you're faith in love and music the end won't be long.' From the song the good old days by The Libertines one of my favourite bands, i knew i wanted a tattoo somewhat based on music and this seemed fitting.

3 stars, left wrist: Each star represents one of my nephews or niece, Demi, Harrison, Callum. I love them all very much so they deserve to be on my body, i was 17 when this was done.

Beatles silhouette, inner arm: Done on my 18th birthday, my uncles funeral they played 'while my guitar gently weeps' by George Harrison, i was also slightly obsessed with John Lennon.

mountains, left leg: In summer of 2010 i went to India for a month, did charity work and climbed a mountain there it was one of the most rewarding things i have ever done so needed a tattoo to represent the trip.  So I got a section of the Mountain i climbed on my leg that was taken by one of my fellow trekkers.

3 birds, right wrist: Parallel to my 3 stars, this time for each of my 3 sisters. This has been described many times as people's favourites of my tattoo's and once the nicest tattoo someone had ever seen. People say they want birds after seeing it... so not to bad :)

anchor, left arm: not to much meaning behind this one, was done on a bit of an impulse but for some reason it reminds me of home. And tbh i quite like anchors so there we go.

Owl & two roses, right bicep: lol bicep, the newest and so far biggest of my tattoo's, represents the wisdom and protection of my granddad. Each rose is for my parents. Thought it would be nice to look at when at Uni.

December 25th..

today, why sir it's Christmas day

Although im sure this will be very boring i thought i will tell you all about my Christmas.
Ok so after falling asleep at about 3 the night before i was woken up at the disgusting time of 7:45 by my 17 year old sister who had been up since 6. Terrible start to the day as i was absolutely shattered but alas i was up to open my presents from Santa (yes at the age of 18 i still get presents from Santa) and after that from my parents.
We all open our presents in age order so my little sis went first and then me, i was bloody chuffed at what i got i was very spoilt, although i think my parents are a little pissed that they spent hundreds of pounds and my fav gifts  were a owl keyring and a pair of amazingly fluffy socks.

We then waited for the other family to arrive for more gifts and we then had our lovely Christmas dinner. I had been drinking all day and to the disgust of my older sis i went for a nap at 4:30... such a poor student like my family kept saying but i was close to falling asleep.

After being rudely awoken by my cousin i went downstairs to discover most ofmy family drunk including my gran who had been doing shots. lad.

After a bath at about 11 we drunkenly played mj dance and singstar until 3in the morning.

hope you all had a good day i sure did :)


here's a photo of my family - one of my sisters as she was in essex