I currently feel like Alvin on caffeine. It has it’s purpose, those beverages that contain the drug that keeps many of us from being in a constant zombified state. I personally have a lot to thank Coffee for. Getting me through my GCSE’s, i’m sure we’ve all had one of those caffeine-fuelled nights where you just have to stay awake to get the darned work done. It’s not all dandy though, if you drink a caffeinated beverage late at night prior to your planned time to hit the pillow, then you’re in a bit of a pickle. Especially if you have to be up at stupid o’clock the next morning. zzzzzzzzzzzzz.
Have you ever seen that advert, buy one get TWO free? Sounds excellent, doesn’t it? Two whole free items! (bearing in mind they’ve bumped the price up of one individual item up a considerable amount) Let’s say it’s a fridge item. Perhaps, a block of cheese. So you get 3 blocks, cheese doesn’t keep for long, being a dairy product. Now, most people hold the belief that discarding food is one of the seven deadly sins. -It’s not, you’re feeding the wildlife at the trash sites, and maybe people..you can even compost. Spectacular. So, you’re gonna have to eat 3 blocks. Unless you’re a family of 8 or having a massive dinner party or BBQ. Surprise surprise, you’ve piled on the pounds.. from these irresistable Tesco deals. Hmmm. I reckon the simple answer is, do not buy unnecessary deals. In a nutshell. Now i call that the real deal.
This could be specifically ‘Costa vs Courtyard Tea rooms’ or whatever contrasting businesses take your fancy. Lately i have been re-evaluating my choice of where to go for a cuppa. Costa used to win every time , hands-down. But honestly, how repetitive is that? You go to a Costa shop, drink pretty much the same every time, and no matter where you are in the country it looks exactly the same on the inside. What is the point? If i go somewhere i want to satiate my eyes with new scenery.. not succumb to my same old routine. And talking to someone ‘Oh i went to Costa today’ , ‘ME TOO!’ , great fabulous, we are all becoming.. systematic robots. I did exactly the same thing today as i do every single day. Where is the fun in that?
So, i’ve been going to little cafes, and meeting new people, seeing new things, exploring new places and drinking different things. It is so much more satisfying than the regular Costa! I would vouch for little tearooms or cafe’s anytime. Im not saying people should stop going to Costa/Starbucks/Caffe Nero etc altogether, but don’t limit yourself to one place. You never know, you might find somewhere that suits your palate more than your regular coffee-stop.
Nothin’ to lose by trying out a new place is there? Go on, do it. (:
For those of you who have no idea what SIAD means, you’ll understand once ive explained. And nope, i have not mis-spelt ‘said’
People who succumb to the act of self-deprication, are often subject to a lot of stigma. Self harming is seen as a shameful thing to do. Its not! .Its a coping mechanism. Its just like all the other addictions, you get your temporary fix of something that’s missing in your life. Its not a pleasant thing to do, but something absolutely shit must be going on in that person’s life for them to resort to it. So, what i am saying is, don’t judge. Support that person, and don’t persist that they stop. The person can only decide for themselves that they want to change. Unfortunatly, nobody can ride in on a big white horse and save them. It doesn’t work like that. And at the end of the day, so what if you have scars? Doesn’t that prove to you thatyou got through? In a way , scars are just the same as tattoo’s, they tell a story. Understanding begins by not hushing the topic, but talking about it. How can anyone possibly begin to understand if its seen as a taboo subject? So, if you are suffering, i hope you break free someday, recovered- keep strong<3 and if you know someone suffering don’t be afraid to talk.
Insurance.. whats the deal? So you’ve just gone and brought yourself something techy, first off congratulations! Second point, you will be bombarded with insurance-talk. It sounds appealing doesnt it? You lose, break or damage your item and it is replaced for you. Its a done deal until your instinct tells you theres more to it then the blondie says whos selling it to you. Take dongle mobile broadband , the insurance is free for 4 months, and £3.50 thereafter. She exaggerates on the fact that the device is a bank breaking £30 to replace. Look closer, your contract is 24 months long, so you pay £3.50 for 20 months, running up £70 pounds of insurance. I know what sounds cheaper. Unless you are very prone to breaking things and anticipate regularly damaging your product, its not much of an investment. Doesnt sound appealing now does it? You’ll probably get a lot of aggro anyway if you try and get a device replaced. Walk into a shop and buy your £30 device. Simple. No beating around the bush with the insurance faff. Now, all im saying folks is investigate more into what you are told! Your wallet will be thankful. Trust me.
This age is a marker point for many of the nowaday youths, as it gives you access to clubs and pubs (provided that you haven’t gone and aquired fake ID) It is , a whole new world. New phrases will come into your terminology ‘Yo coming to town tonight?’. Not the usual saturday night , settling down infront of the television. Its quite a experience , nightlife…i tell you that now. You pour your money down the drain on endless drinks (Unless of course you get others to buy your drink , or don’t actually drink at all) , doing the 1-2 step on the dance floor..or if you’re feeling brave..crack some moves , like Neil from The Inbetweeners, maybe by about midnight.. or sooner if you had an early drink-start, will have a chronic case of the ‘drunchies’ (drunk-munchies) , and stagger into the nearest kebab shop and order something. It will be dripping with grease..but you’re DRUNK, it tastes DELICIOUS. Wander around (or attempt to wander depending on your drunk-state) and you will come across some other very intoxicated people. ’Oi! I shagged you last night didn’t i?’ might echo around the town by a bloke who’s obviously had one too many. Its freezing cold, you’re in your slinkiest dress, but hey.. thats part of the experience, no? Yeah , one word of warning.. do make sure you know how you are getting home, because having no transportation, and the buses starting again at 5 the next morning..its not something you want to repeat.
To the new generation of clubbers , you’ve all this to look forward to
To the current go-ers: Booooogey that night away!
And to the golden oldies like myself.. who’s for another round of tea whilst watching Carry On Camping?
Dear life ,
Its about sacrifice , its about war
soldiers come knocking on heavens door
I hold my gun of which i kill
But only for my country i will
Its nearly christmas , i should be at home
Instead in France isolated and alone
Sit in the mud writing a letter
Hoping someday it’ll get better
Flesh claws at your nostrils , a pungent reek
Days seem longer as you get weak
Dirty everything , rotten unclean
Home is the luxury that you dream
Hope all is fine
I think about you all the time
How’re the kids , good i hope ?
Please send to me a bar of soap
Be home soon, is motivation
Home soil image eases frustration
Best of wishes , i love you so
All my heart , your darling Joe x
Over the top ! Running like hell
This way and that dodging each shell
Coughing coughing , feels like im choking
Low spirits i dont want to be provoking
In and out , choke pause
Stop . Death , forever yours x
Now , say you’ve been burdened with ten-to-the-dozen pieces of paper detailing some work you have to do. It looks hefty , you might think to yourself , my word , where do i start? Its overwhelming! But really, the only thing getting in the way is YOU. Yes, you! You’re the one sitting there thinking about doing it rather than actually doing it. It doesnt have to be all doom and gloom. You know what works for you . What do i do? Well, if you were a spectator in my assignment completing, it would be a scene for hysterics. No, seriously. I sit there , headphones in , to any song that has a fast beat to it. - Fast beats somehow make my brain work quicker, slower beats make me delayed and tired. I sit there , and classically rock the head banging motion. Tap tap tap bang bang bang. I might have a cup of early right next to me. Yes , admittedly .. it is hilarious , but for me IT WORKS! Theres nobody there to view my assignment behaviour after all , so why not? Gone are the days of sitting in the silence, eyes getting to the weight of lead and falling asleep. Music makes the task less arduous. Might give a little helping hand to my fellow students , come down to my dig and we’ll all assignment-rave together. Before you know it , wow! You’ve actually completed an assignment, and you still have energy! absolute shocker! So long to the song ‘time goes by , so slowly’ Thanks Madge , i enjoyed comfort in that song for a while, but it no longer applies.
Remember folks , work is what you make of it! You can sit adamantly and believe it is going to be dull , or you can make it enjoyable. Your decision.
I stumble down the path, my skin peeling
Unbearable pain i am feeling
Radiation falls in the black rain
Who really has the right to maim?
The bomb was dropped 1945
Its a wonder im still alive
A mushroom cloud loomed over my head
Burnt bodies sprewed , all of them dead
Guts bursting , torn clothes , limbs gone
Children killed its all so wrong
I cant cry i cant speak
I can barely move i am so weak
Flesh is the only thing i can smell
This is it , the living hell
To the japanese did they hate
Or for pearl harbour retaliate?
The scenes replay in my head
When im sleeping in my bed
The americans wanted to avoid a fight
But is dropping atomic bombs ever right?