In this new and digital age we are able to
[more easier than ever] decide who can
talk to us and when they can talk to us.
Mainly with Facebook and MSN as my
examples. I mean why is it so hard to
just tell people flat out that we don’t
want to talk to them?
Instead, we block them, or put them
on limited profiles, hoping, that they
don’t find out. Hoping that they don’t
go round a friends house and see the
version of MSN/facebook that we don’t
want them to see.
This has happened to a few friends of
mine and I myself have been on the
receiving end. I would be talking to
a friend and I would say:
“How often is she online these days?”
“Like all the time, why?”
“Haha, well she doesn’t show up
“Fuck it, lets get drunk”
[A little sidenote, alcohol solves all of
lifes problems, well mine anyways, I
don’t know how it works for the rest of
This little point recently hit home when I
logged onto MSN a few weeks ago and
there were 7 people online at the time.
Six were blocked and the other I really
wasn’t in the mood to talk to, but hey.
The point that I am trying to make
is although, being able to decide who
can talk to us at given time is no
doubt a great advantage in the short-term
scheme of things.
It does promote cowardice and the
inability to talk straight to people. This
isn’t a declaration about how I’m going
to unblock certain people. Cause in
all honesty I can’t be arsed. =]
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[the most annoying thing
about being a hopeless
romantic, is the hopeless
[whilst commenting yourownpersonalmonster‘s blog]
I’ve been thinking this for some time,
mainly due to a song by Amy Winehouse,
but mainly because it is how I feel at
If i was to describe myself, I would
say that I was a hopeless romantic.
I have the habit of holding one girl
above all others.
I do actually believe in love and
that when you find that person
there will be an amazing story behind
it. Like how you met or how it was
an uphill struggle but you both knew
it was meant to be.
But, my problem, and this is a
consistent problem that I have had
from about the age of four is that
I tend to pick girls that I have
little or no chance with.
Which has meant, that because
of this particular single mindedness
I have missed opportunities with
some lovely people. Things that
could have become something
But instead I used silly
excuses and fake numbers to
get them out of my way. This
all dawned on me recently, is
a stupid thing to have been doing.
So I have decided [and I’m going
to try and keep it like this] to stop
waiting for something that 9.5/10
times doesn’t pan out in my favour.
The fake numbers and excuses stop
now. I shall encounter all that come
Because when it comes to me and
my emotions I’m guessing that a
lot of the time I’m just kidding
myself anyways, so what’s the
point of waiting for something or
someone that most likely doesn’t
feel the same.
So, I’m stopping the romantic me for
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it practically doesn’t work
allowing me to go onto a
website for a short while
then cutting out. Hardly
ever allowing me to on MSN
and the like.
But on the other side of this,
I have actually been able to
get more reading done, whoop!
And also writing in my notepads
Now, I would first like to state that
I did not lose my phone, it broke. And
so it was arranged by my phone
company to give me a new one.
[which was nice f them]
Now with every phone I’ve had I
was in the habit of saving the
phone numbers to the sim card,
should anything happen.
So when I gave the old phone back
popped my sim card into my new
phone imagine my surprise where
only three phone numbers popped
up. Numbers I was sure I had deleted.
So, after a few seconds of deliberation
I [once again] deleted those numbers.
And from there had to go on a quest
to find more numbers. It allowed me
to realise that there are alot of people
I never seem to contact. And since
then I’ve basically been editing whose
numbers I look out for.
For example there was no need to
get the number of the barmaid in Spain.
Because I would never call her. That sort
Although it has led to awkward moments
where someone will message me and I
won’t be able to figure out who it is. And
then having to ask who that person is,
little tip, some people take it ok, but quite
a few don’t.
I had to start a group on Facebook to
ask for numbers. Twenty-five people
have joined so far. And only about
six or seven gave me their numbers.
Doesn’t really make sense does it?
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