So it's the end of 2012 and I just wanted to post a little blog to see the year off.
This year has had some of the highest highs, and the lowest lows. There have been times this year where I've just wanted to give up on everything completely, curl up into a ball and wallow in all my own sorrows, and there have been other times where I've wanted to climb to the top of the tallest mountain and scream to the world about how happy I am.
My life has been up and down and round all of the bends this year, I've had the hardest struggle, medically speaking, that I've ever had and I've been in the wars a few times, walked around with slings and bandages, sat in a'n'e for hours, had x-rays and blood tests and physio and god knows what else, but I never let that define me. I never once let anyone tell me I couldn't do something I wanted to do, I didn't let one scratch or bump ruin what I've wanted to do.
I spent as much of my time as I could at gigs this year and I had the best time just being there and letting the music and the atmosphere take me away. I met amazing people, people who will always have space in my heart and hopefully, in my life too.
I met my best friend for the first time in person, and I couldn't thank her enough for how amazing she's been. She's become an honorary family member, someone who will always have a place in all of our heart, even is she does live 232 miles away.
So, it's true, I did lose a couple of amazing friends this year. We're all growing up now, and we're growing apart, but even though I miss some of those people, even though I wish things could go back to their perfect clarity with those select people, at the same time, I believe that everything happens for a reason, and if I hadn't drifted apart with those people, I might not ever have met these new, life long friends that I spoke about in the past two paragraphs.
I'm so looking forward to all the amazing things that are going to happen in 2013, and although I'll be greatly worrying about Uni and fretting over things to come, I know that I'm going to have a great year next year, because I'm going to make it great, and some very amazing people will help me make it great, even if they don't happen to stumble upon this blog, even if they never know how much they've changed my life, they are going to make it the best year so far, especially in April.
We've all been through a lot this year, but the world didn't end, so from me, to you, I wish you all a very happy new year, and I hope all the best things come to you in 2013
Thanks for reading,
Alie :) x
Ramblings, rants and random acts of music mumblings.
Monday 31 December 2012
Sunday 23 December 2012
Know it all's.
Finally, I'm sick of getting viewed as 'dumb' or 'stupid', 'quiet' or standoffish and the butt of every joke.
I'm quiet in most places because I don't find it easy to socialise with people I don't know, and sometimes I don't know how to react with the people I do know. If you know me well, you won't think I'm shy. You'll think "Alie never shuts up, she's a loudmouth and crazy." If you don't know me, you'll think "Oh, that Alie girl is quiet, she always looks bored and standoffish etc" and if you're in the middle, well, you'll probably think I have a lot of mood swings.
I don't know why I find it hard to talk to some people, and why I talk wayyy too much to others, but a lot of it comes down to nerves and awkward silences, or maybe I'm just comfortable with you. If I talk too much, it's not because I'm trying to give you my life story, it's because I'm nervous, and I'm uncomfortable in silences. If I don't talk enough, it's because I don't know how you'll take the things I say.
People take all of this as me being 'weird' or something. Yeah okay, I am weird, I'll give you that one, but I'm not weird because I don't know how to act around every single person that happens to cross my path.
I talk about bands a lot, I like one genre of music more than I like others, and I'm not going to change that because other people find it funny to take the piss. I listen to a wider range of genre's than most people even realise. Just because most of the songs on my phone are of my favourite genre, doesn't mean I don't listen to others. Everyone is entitled to choose which songs grace their own ears, right? It's just like bookworms who like fantasy over scifi, or film addicts that prefer romcom over horror. It doesn't mean they don't read other books or watch other films, it just means they have a favourite. So back to where I was at the beginning of this paragraph. I talk about bands a lot, and the honest truth is, I talk about them because music, bands, and fanbases are what I know. 'Band world' as some call it, is the only place I feel I fit in fully. There are so many others like me there, that it doesn't even matter if I'm a little awkward or quiet at first, because the chances are, they're feeling the same, or similar, and then we mostly acknowledge that and suddenly get on pretty well. Of course there are arguments and people who like people less or more, and it's still a relatively catty place to be at times, but fanbases are like families, and talking about bands and music is something that actually brings the real me out of her shell.
As for intelligence, people constantly think I'm stupid because I don't speak up. They think I don't know my stuff because I don't come out with a lengthy speech about the subject at hand. I don't see the point in being a know it all, when I could quite happily keep my knowledge to myself and put it all into an essay. I don't take a lot of interest in politics, and I don't often read newspapers because I have an awfully hard time trying to learn about things that don't interest me, and that's a huge flaw of mine, but what I lack in those subjects, I make up for in things that actually interest me. I could spend weeks researching a subject. I love it. I've created and printed projects before that weren't for school or college, purely because doing that pleased me. I've scrolled through countless databases and archives looking for information on things like Phantom cat sightings in the UK and I even started looking at Australia when I was done with the UK. I created a 74 page project about the Dangerous Wild Animals act of 1976, I later used that knowledge in my year eleven English exams. I put my mind to things that interest me, I write books, stories poems, only a few end up on wattpad, but it doesn't mean I didn't write more. I write songs, I sing, I used to act. I was cast to play Sandy in a stage performance of Grease that was cancelled on opening night. I played Violet Beauregard in a small stage show of Charlie and the chocolate factory, despite the fact that I hate the film and the book. I was level 6 at horse riding before I quit, and I was published in four different poetry books, but why should everyone know this? Why do I need to tell people these things to prove that I'm not entirely clueless? Why do I have to spend my life explaining that I'm quiet because I don't like to toot my own horn?..
I'm fine with my friends acting high and mighty, go ahead, be better, be worse, go to a uni on the other side of the world if it makes you happy, I'm going to a uni close to home, you know why? I have medical issues. Something you seem to forget. I've accomplished a lot for someone who has a condition that puts them in constant and never ending pain, I've done a lot for someone who has to take four different medications four times a day, but guess what? My condition doesn't define me. It doesn't make me less or more of a person, and I'm sick of being taken for a ride just because I'm one thing, QUIET.
I'm constantly walked over. People pick me as the butt of the joke 90% of the time, and I usually don't care, but this time, it's gone too far, because guess what? It finally broke me, so you people who talk shit about me, call me names, say you "hate" me when you don't know me, you need to leave me alone for a bit. I need to recharge. There's a reason I don't use people as the butt of my jokes unless they're fully aware that I'm joking, and it's because all of these years that you've taken the piss, it's been boiling under my skin.
So what if I'm not the same as you, not everyone can be the almighty god of socialisation and know it all-ism.
To all those people that know me, get me, understand me, and only use me in joke because they know I know it's a joke? I love you. Never change, carry on joking with me, about me, and I'll carry on doing the same with you. You people who do it maliciously? You people who do it because it makes you look good? Fuck off, none of us underdogs need you and your god given gifts and talents. Some of us work for everything, and we'll do it until the day we die.
If you reached the end of this rant, congrats, gold star, love and hugs all round. The people that did reach the end, you should know, one person tipped this over the edge, one stupid comment, and it all came flooding out. I'll rant like this in another ten years. Anyone who feels the same, you're not alone.
Thanks for reading,
Alie x
I'm quiet in most places because I don't find it easy to socialise with people I don't know, and sometimes I don't know how to react with the people I do know. If you know me well, you won't think I'm shy. You'll think "Alie never shuts up, she's a loudmouth and crazy." If you don't know me, you'll think "Oh, that Alie girl is quiet, she always looks bored and standoffish etc" and if you're in the middle, well, you'll probably think I have a lot of mood swings.
I don't know why I find it hard to talk to some people, and why I talk wayyy too much to others, but a lot of it comes down to nerves and awkward silences, or maybe I'm just comfortable with you. If I talk too much, it's not because I'm trying to give you my life story, it's because I'm nervous, and I'm uncomfortable in silences. If I don't talk enough, it's because I don't know how you'll take the things I say.
People take all of this as me being 'weird' or something. Yeah okay, I am weird, I'll give you that one, but I'm not weird because I don't know how to act around every single person that happens to cross my path.
I talk about bands a lot, I like one genre of music more than I like others, and I'm not going to change that because other people find it funny to take the piss. I listen to a wider range of genre's than most people even realise. Just because most of the songs on my phone are of my favourite genre, doesn't mean I don't listen to others. Everyone is entitled to choose which songs grace their own ears, right? It's just like bookworms who like fantasy over scifi, or film addicts that prefer romcom over horror. It doesn't mean they don't read other books or watch other films, it just means they have a favourite. So back to where I was at the beginning of this paragraph. I talk about bands a lot, and the honest truth is, I talk about them because music, bands, and fanbases are what I know. 'Band world' as some call it, is the only place I feel I fit in fully. There are so many others like me there, that it doesn't even matter if I'm a little awkward or quiet at first, because the chances are, they're feeling the same, or similar, and then we mostly acknowledge that and suddenly get on pretty well. Of course there are arguments and people who like people less or more, and it's still a relatively catty place to be at times, but fanbases are like families, and talking about bands and music is something that actually brings the real me out of her shell.
As for intelligence, people constantly think I'm stupid because I don't speak up. They think I don't know my stuff because I don't come out with a lengthy speech about the subject at hand. I don't see the point in being a know it all, when I could quite happily keep my knowledge to myself and put it all into an essay. I don't take a lot of interest in politics, and I don't often read newspapers because I have an awfully hard time trying to learn about things that don't interest me, and that's a huge flaw of mine, but what I lack in those subjects, I make up for in things that actually interest me. I could spend weeks researching a subject. I love it. I've created and printed projects before that weren't for school or college, purely because doing that pleased me. I've scrolled through countless databases and archives looking for information on things like Phantom cat sightings in the UK and I even started looking at Australia when I was done with the UK. I created a 74 page project about the Dangerous Wild Animals act of 1976, I later used that knowledge in my year eleven English exams. I put my mind to things that interest me, I write books, stories poems, only a few end up on wattpad, but it doesn't mean I didn't write more. I write songs, I sing, I used to act. I was cast to play Sandy in a stage performance of Grease that was cancelled on opening night. I played Violet Beauregard in a small stage show of Charlie and the chocolate factory, despite the fact that I hate the film and the book. I was level 6 at horse riding before I quit, and I was published in four different poetry books, but why should everyone know this? Why do I need to tell people these things to prove that I'm not entirely clueless? Why do I have to spend my life explaining that I'm quiet because I don't like to toot my own horn?..
I'm fine with my friends acting high and mighty, go ahead, be better, be worse, go to a uni on the other side of the world if it makes you happy, I'm going to a uni close to home, you know why? I have medical issues. Something you seem to forget. I've accomplished a lot for someone who has a condition that puts them in constant and never ending pain, I've done a lot for someone who has to take four different medications four times a day, but guess what? My condition doesn't define me. It doesn't make me less or more of a person, and I'm sick of being taken for a ride just because I'm one thing, QUIET.
I'm constantly walked over. People pick me as the butt of the joke 90% of the time, and I usually don't care, but this time, it's gone too far, because guess what? It finally broke me, so you people who talk shit about me, call me names, say you "hate" me when you don't know me, you need to leave me alone for a bit. I need to recharge. There's a reason I don't use people as the butt of my jokes unless they're fully aware that I'm joking, and it's because all of these years that you've taken the piss, it's been boiling under my skin.
So what if I'm not the same as you, not everyone can be the almighty god of socialisation and know it all-ism.
To all those people that know me, get me, understand me, and only use me in joke because they know I know it's a joke? I love you. Never change, carry on joking with me, about me, and I'll carry on doing the same with you. You people who do it maliciously? You people who do it because it makes you look good? Fuck off, none of us underdogs need you and your god given gifts and talents. Some of us work for everything, and we'll do it until the day we die.
If you reached the end of this rant, congrats, gold star, love and hugs all round. The people that did reach the end, you should know, one person tipped this over the edge, one stupid comment, and it all came flooding out. I'll rant like this in another ten years. Anyone who feels the same, you're not alone.
Thanks for reading,
Alie x
Wednesday 12 December 2012
Do I even know you anymore?
Do we ever really know someone?
People are so volatile. They change every day, hour by hour, second by second, so do we ever really know anyone? Do we every really know ourselves?
Recently, I’ve realised that there are a lot of people in my life that I really don’t know anymore. We might have been close once, but now? Not so much. Most people would say “so what? Get on with it, people change.” and they do, but that doesn’t mean that it upsets me any less when I lose a close friendship with someone.
Why do people change? What makes them become someone you don’t know? Issues, problems, life changes, things that go on. Is it so wrong that I want to know the reasons for people changing? Is it so wrong for me to want to just be there for them unconditionally?
Well, if I’ve said it once, then I’ll say it a thousand times, I am always, always, there for the people who need me. I have ears, I can listen. I have eyes, I can read, I have a brain, I can give advice, but some people just won’t believe it.
If you’ve changed because something’s going on, if you’re distancing yourself from your friends because you don’t think they’ll understand, try them. Tell the ones you can trust and let them be there for you. Let them understand, because if you don’t, you’ll lose them. You’ll alienate yourself, and you’ll also leave them wondering what they did wrong.
So, rant over,
Alie x
Monday 3 December 2012
Just a little babble.
Guise! I haven't posted in a while, huh?
This makes me a bad person I know.
So I have an extremely busy December, and I can't understand how. I know it sounds weird to wonder how you've got a busy month, but I started working recently, and it's on a bit of a touch and go basis really. I get called in if they have work, and I don't get called in if they don't, but i've found myself having to say I can't go in a lot lately because of the plans I already have.
I've never been the sort of person that likes to go out very often. Of course I enjoy it, and I like spending time with other people, but a lot of the time, I just end up going to their houses, or they end up coming to mine, unless of course, I'm going to a gig, which is actually my main sense of a night out. I'd rather go to a gig or a few gigs and hang out with people more like myself, than spend a night out in a pub (when I don't even drink) with a bunch of drunkards. That's not to say that I don't love the drunkards when they're not drunk, but being the only one sober when the rest of your friends are seeing life through beer goggles makes an evening a little less enjoyable, especially if they like joyriding on mobility scooters or something.
Back to the point, this month, I've actually got quite a lot of plans, and I took a look at the calender, to see that I actually only have a few days free in december, whether I'm doing something with the family, at college, out with friends, or at gigs, I'm busy almost everyday, and I've had to let my new boss know this, and although he told me that that's absolutely fine as he's only a starting business and isn't getting an awfully large amount of clients, I still felt extremely bad about having to let someone down, and now here comes the paragraph that would make it seem as if I need a psychiatrist. I don't, really, I don't.
I have an awfully large problem with letting people down. I'll kick myself for a week if I'm two minutes late to class, and it takes months to forgive myself if I have a day off college, when days off are unavoidable for me with my illness. It's almost like I get angry at myself for letting someone down just slightly, and even if that person tells me it's fine, it's okay, I still have that small fragment of doubt in my head that tells me I'm letting people down, and I can't stand it.
Anyway, thanks for reading the first babble I've had in a while.
Alie :) x
This makes me a bad person I know.
So I have an extremely busy December, and I can't understand how. I know it sounds weird to wonder how you've got a busy month, but I started working recently, and it's on a bit of a touch and go basis really. I get called in if they have work, and I don't get called in if they don't, but i've found myself having to say I can't go in a lot lately because of the plans I already have.
I've never been the sort of person that likes to go out very often. Of course I enjoy it, and I like spending time with other people, but a lot of the time, I just end up going to their houses, or they end up coming to mine, unless of course, I'm going to a gig, which is actually my main sense of a night out. I'd rather go to a gig or a few gigs and hang out with people more like myself, than spend a night out in a pub (when I don't even drink) with a bunch of drunkards. That's not to say that I don't love the drunkards when they're not drunk, but being the only one sober when the rest of your friends are seeing life through beer goggles makes an evening a little less enjoyable, especially if they like joyriding on mobility scooters or something.
Back to the point, this month, I've actually got quite a lot of plans, and I took a look at the calender, to see that I actually only have a few days free in december, whether I'm doing something with the family, at college, out with friends, or at gigs, I'm busy almost everyday, and I've had to let my new boss know this, and although he told me that that's absolutely fine as he's only a starting business and isn't getting an awfully large amount of clients, I still felt extremely bad about having to let someone down, and now here comes the paragraph that would make it seem as if I need a psychiatrist. I don't, really, I don't.
I have an awfully large problem with letting people down. I'll kick myself for a week if I'm two minutes late to class, and it takes months to forgive myself if I have a day off college, when days off are unavoidable for me with my illness. It's almost like I get angry at myself for letting someone down just slightly, and even if that person tells me it's fine, it's okay, I still have that small fragment of doubt in my head that tells me I'm letting people down, and I can't stand it.
Anyway, thanks for reading the first babble I've had in a while.
Alie :) x
Sunday 21 October 2012
Darwin's theory of evolution.
Okay, weird title right? Wrong.
Something I've always loved is science, so if you don't want to read anything science-related, I suggest you just don't read this blog instead of boring yourself.
Now, at school, Chemistry was my favourite science, Physics was the one I hated, and Biology was the one I scored highest in. I was good enough at all of them, but there was something in Biology that just clicked. It was interesting, a little gruesome at times, and I always had something to add, which was never really something I did at school. Add things, I mean. I was always so quiet, still am in some ways. My friends at college still don't see the crazy 'home' side of me, mainly because I'm scared they'll think me a 'freak' or something, not they don't already. They also don't see the 'smart' side of me, because I know a lot about a little, and the subjects I've always thrown myself into don't ever come up. No one wants to know how a jaguar kills it's prey (by piercing the preys skull with it's teeth) or that one of the guys that invented the blue stuff that they take impression with at the dentist was my great uncle. It's not relevant, and I don't care if people don't see those sides to me that much, but I do worry that the sides of me they do see, portray me as boring. I just don't know how to release the idiot side of me that is pretty much skitz and filled with various characters that I don't even know i'm doing half the time. I'm so awkward with people that sometimes I freak out and don't know what to say, so I something stupid by accident. I hate this side of me sometimes, but it's a side of me nonetheless.
Anyway, lets get back to what I was going to talk about. Darwin's theory.
I think that Darwin's theory of Evolution is absolutely genius. Things evolving from rocks and bugs to reptiles and mammals to intelligent beings that eventually learn to talk, read, write and converse? It couldn't be any cooler, so why are people so quick to shun it?
'People didn't evolve from rocks, don't be silly.' Okay, so maybe we didn't evolve from rocks, maybe we evolved from the bacteria that was living on rocks at the time. Maybe that bacteria found some food and it hulked out into a bug, and that bug hulked out into something else and so on. Who's to say that isn't possible? I'm certainly not going to rule it out.
The fact is, we'll never know where we came from or why we exist. We'll never know what happens next, and we'll never know why it is that we die, but we do have so many brilliant and interesting theories to indulge ourselves in, so why not? Why not believe something that's only a tiny bit possible, why not believe that there are parallel universes, other galaxies and universes? Why not.
This has all just been playing on my mind a bit, how people are so closed, so, if you fancy, let me know what you believe about that universe and why we're here, I'm genuinely interested to know.
Thanks,
Alie, :) x
Something I've always loved is science, so if you don't want to read anything science-related, I suggest you just don't read this blog instead of boring yourself.
Now, at school, Chemistry was my favourite science, Physics was the one I hated, and Biology was the one I scored highest in. I was good enough at all of them, but there was something in Biology that just clicked. It was interesting, a little gruesome at times, and I always had something to add, which was never really something I did at school. Add things, I mean. I was always so quiet, still am in some ways. My friends at college still don't see the crazy 'home' side of me, mainly because I'm scared they'll think me a 'freak' or something, not they don't already. They also don't see the 'smart' side of me, because I know a lot about a little, and the subjects I've always thrown myself into don't ever come up. No one wants to know how a jaguar kills it's prey (by piercing the preys skull with it's teeth) or that one of the guys that invented the blue stuff that they take impression with at the dentist was my great uncle. It's not relevant, and I don't care if people don't see those sides to me that much, but I do worry that the sides of me they do see, portray me as boring. I just don't know how to release the idiot side of me that is pretty much skitz and filled with various characters that I don't even know i'm doing half the time. I'm so awkward with people that sometimes I freak out and don't know what to say, so I something stupid by accident. I hate this side of me sometimes, but it's a side of me nonetheless.
Anyway, lets get back to what I was going to talk about. Darwin's theory.
I think that Darwin's theory of Evolution is absolutely genius. Things evolving from rocks and bugs to reptiles and mammals to intelligent beings that eventually learn to talk, read, write and converse? It couldn't be any cooler, so why are people so quick to shun it?
'People didn't evolve from rocks, don't be silly.' Okay, so maybe we didn't evolve from rocks, maybe we evolved from the bacteria that was living on rocks at the time. Maybe that bacteria found some food and it hulked out into a bug, and that bug hulked out into something else and so on. Who's to say that isn't possible? I'm certainly not going to rule it out.
The fact is, we'll never know where we came from or why we exist. We'll never know what happens next, and we'll never know why it is that we die, but we do have so many brilliant and interesting theories to indulge ourselves in, so why not? Why not believe something that's only a tiny bit possible, why not believe that there are parallel universes, other galaxies and universes? Why not.
This has all just been playing on my mind a bit, how people are so closed, so, if you fancy, let me know what you believe about that universe and why we're here, I'm genuinely interested to know.
Thanks,
Alie, :) x
Thursday 11 October 2012
Deep Blog.
I'm going to be totally honest here, but please understand, this isn't a blog to say "feel sorry for me", "pity me" or "my life's shit" because it's not, however, it's about time I start being truthful. I'm not asking you to read this if feelings and shit make you feel uncomfortable. I'm not asking you to read this at all. I'm posting this here, purely so that I can look back on this and re-evaluate in the future.
Things aren't easy. They never are, but when a person makes it their full out goal to make your or your family or your friends lives a living hell, you have to question humanity just a little bit. People are evil, they always have and always will be, but when you finally experience that for yourself, you really realise the true extent of that, and it's not an easy thing to realise.
Recently, everything has been piling up, and in all honesty, I can't make sense of any of it now. Before, I thought holding things in would be a good idea. 'Don't bother anyone with it all' I told myself, and now I'm getting flack from everywhere. People asking me why I never said about it, people wondering why I went on pretending everything was fine. The truth is, I didn't want to bother anyone. People have way bigger problems, and they still do, so I think i'll just go on in this blog, get it out, and move on as much as is possible, this way, no one has to be burdened with it, except future me.
There's so much injustice to what is going on at the moment. Innocent people being bullied, intimidated and sent to points of pretty much no return. So many people I look up to have been made into shells of what and who they were. I know the real versions of themselves are still in there, but everything that has happened has pretty suppressed the people they were. Sometimes they shine through, and it feels like in that moment, everything will be fine, and then another thing happens and it's back to square one.
It feels like I shouldn't feel any way about this, like I don't deserve to feel any way about this because this particular thing isn't happening directly to me, but really, it affects us all in some way, makes us all feel something that makes us just want it all to be over with. We all want to be happy, normal, and who we were again in some way.
On another note, health-wise, I feel like in shattered, physically, emotionally, whichever. I can't cope with the new changes. The fact that I'm weak health-wise takes its tole on how I feel as a person right now. A shadow of myself because nothing feels the same now. Things have changed and I don't think it's going to be easy to go back to how it was before. Things have deteriorated and I've realised now, I'm not just talking about health-wise, am I?
What bothers me quite a lot recently is how rocky things have been since I admitted to myself that maybe that friendship I've fought for from the start is maybe just a fraction of itself now. It's not how it was, it's no where near, and maybe that's my own fault, maybe it's yours, maybe its because of both of us, but I can't deny that we're a fraction of what we were before. I'll try to ignore it, but we both know it's not going to happen. Something needs to change, I just don't know what.
I really don't know what else to say. As I type one thing, something else springs to mind and I can't just write this forever, so I'll end here.
If you read to the end, thanks a lot and I appreciate it, unless you were being nosey, in which case, shame on you.
I know almost every person is going through their own stuff, and this is just a different version of the same old story, but as I said at the beginning, this isn't for you, this is for me, and if you want to judge, go judge somewhere else.
Alie x
Things aren't easy. They never are, but when a person makes it their full out goal to make your or your family or your friends lives a living hell, you have to question humanity just a little bit. People are evil, they always have and always will be, but when you finally experience that for yourself, you really realise the true extent of that, and it's not an easy thing to realise.
Recently, everything has been piling up, and in all honesty, I can't make sense of any of it now. Before, I thought holding things in would be a good idea. 'Don't bother anyone with it all' I told myself, and now I'm getting flack from everywhere. People asking me why I never said about it, people wondering why I went on pretending everything was fine. The truth is, I didn't want to bother anyone. People have way bigger problems, and they still do, so I think i'll just go on in this blog, get it out, and move on as much as is possible, this way, no one has to be burdened with it, except future me.
There's so much injustice to what is going on at the moment. Innocent people being bullied, intimidated and sent to points of pretty much no return. So many people I look up to have been made into shells of what and who they were. I know the real versions of themselves are still in there, but everything that has happened has pretty suppressed the people they were. Sometimes they shine through, and it feels like in that moment, everything will be fine, and then another thing happens and it's back to square one.
It feels like I shouldn't feel any way about this, like I don't deserve to feel any way about this because this particular thing isn't happening directly to me, but really, it affects us all in some way, makes us all feel something that makes us just want it all to be over with. We all want to be happy, normal, and who we were again in some way.
On another note, health-wise, I feel like in shattered, physically, emotionally, whichever. I can't cope with the new changes. The fact that I'm weak health-wise takes its tole on how I feel as a person right now. A shadow of myself because nothing feels the same now. Things have changed and I don't think it's going to be easy to go back to how it was before. Things have deteriorated and I've realised now, I'm not just talking about health-wise, am I?
What bothers me quite a lot recently is how rocky things have been since I admitted to myself that maybe that friendship I've fought for from the start is maybe just a fraction of itself now. It's not how it was, it's no where near, and maybe that's my own fault, maybe it's yours, maybe its because of both of us, but I can't deny that we're a fraction of what we were before. I'll try to ignore it, but we both know it's not going to happen. Something needs to change, I just don't know what.
I really don't know what else to say. As I type one thing, something else springs to mind and I can't just write this forever, so I'll end here.
If you read to the end, thanks a lot and I appreciate it, unless you were being nosey, in which case, shame on you.
I know almost every person is going through their own stuff, and this is just a different version of the same old story, but as I said at the beginning, this isn't for you, this is for me, and if you want to judge, go judge somewhere else.
Alie x
Wednesday 10 October 2012
Room 94 pt 2 - London!
So it's taken me a while to get this up (wehey ;))..
Room 94 in london was one of the best days of my life, I think that and Manc were probably a joint match in greatness.
So London was quite similar to manc, obviously, but in some ways, it was even better.
When we got to the venue, I dragged my friend to the front in hopes that we'd get as close as we could, which ended up being awesome cause we got second row. First up were Bentley Park, I actually really liked their music, although I expected not to, so they were awesome and were a good act to get the crowd ready for the rest of the supports.
Burn so Bright, The Famous Class, and Disclosure were absolutely awesome and, possibly played even better than they did in manchester, and i even caught a few things!
Finally, it was time for Room 94 to grace the stage. They were energetic and fun and made us laugh with their banter. Kieran's vocals were immaculate, as usual, and the guys played an incredible set.
I can't say much more than I did about Manchester (http://heyitsalie.blogspot.co.uk/2012/09/room-94-pt-1-manchester.html) it is much more explained over there. I said that I'd post some pictures and write a little bit, so I have.. :) Thanks! Alie. x
Room 94 in london was one of the best days of my life, I think that and Manc were probably a joint match in greatness.
So London was quite similar to manc, obviously, but in some ways, it was even better.
When we got to the venue, I dragged my friend to the front in hopes that we'd get as close as we could, which ended up being awesome cause we got second row. First up were Bentley Park, I actually really liked their music, although I expected not to, so they were awesome and were a good act to get the crowd ready for the rest of the supports.
Burn so Bright, The Famous Class, and Disclosure were absolutely awesome and, possibly played even better than they did in manchester, and i even caught a few things!
Finally, it was time for Room 94 to grace the stage. They were energetic and fun and made us laugh with their banter. Kieran's vocals were immaculate, as usual, and the guys played an incredible set.
I can't say much more than I did about Manchester (http://heyitsalie.blogspot.co.uk/2012/09/room-94-pt-1-manchester.html) it is much more explained over there. I said that I'd post some pictures and write a little bit, so I have.. :) Thanks! Alie. x
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| Tiff (Disclosure) silhouette |
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| Me goofing |
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| Beautiful Kieran (I love this picture, so proud of it) |
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| Me & Lovely (SlenderKit) Kit from Manc, cause sadly, couldn't get a picture in London :( |
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| Me & the beautiful Robbie Coles (who's wearing the bracelet I made him, aw <3) |
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| Kieran, Kit & Robbie, staging it up. |
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| My little brother & Tiff from Disclosure |
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| Me & the most awesome Sean Lemon! |
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| Me & my lovely friend Charlotte, |
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| My beautiful Kieran |
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| Kieran <3 |
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| The lovely Kieran with Mr Robbie Coles to the right |
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| Stoo (The Famous Class) |
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| Tiff, Disclosure |
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| Lovely Kieran singing Ignorance is bliss |
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| Kieran singing Ignorance is Bliss |
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| Me & the lovely Robbie In manchester (Blurry, sorry) |
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| Millie, Burn so Bright |
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| Kieran <3 |
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| Kieran Silhouette |
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| Burn so Bright |
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| Me and the lovely Dean Lemon, Laughing after some banter :3 |
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| Stoo (TFC) |
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| Sean & Kieran Lemon, Kit Tanton in the background |
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| Well, hey there Kieran! |
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| Me & Kieran goofing in Manc |
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| Shane & Millie, Burn so Bright |
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| Me & my lovely Kieran after the show in london, aw <3
So, to wrap up an amazing experience in a sentence or two, I had an amazing time at both gigs, had a right laugh with some amazing people, and experienced yet another "best day of my life"
Thanks!
Alie! x
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Tuesday 25 September 2012
CINNAMON CHALLENGE
Okay guys..
I did the cinnamon challenge.. And I have to say.. It really wasn't as bad as A LOT of people make it out to be.
Okay, so.. It burns your tongue a bit, it clogs in your mouth and feels doughy, and it makes you cough a little, and go "Blearrghhhhuuuughhhh" a lot. while you try and get the powder off your tongue..
I don't know why some people make such a humongous deal about it.. maybe for views i guess.. but really.. maybe I just had no tastebuds.
Anway, yeah.. that happened here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jfhPG8pxuFk
In other news..
I worked super hard in sound creation at college today..
I didn't work so hard in FMP .. mainly cause I felt super ill, but yeah, this happened:
I did the cinnamon challenge.. And I have to say.. It really wasn't as bad as A LOT of people make it out to be.
Okay, so.. It burns your tongue a bit, it clogs in your mouth and feels doughy, and it makes you cough a little, and go "Blearrghhhhuuuughhhh" a lot. while you try and get the powder off your tongue..
I don't know why some people make such a humongous deal about it.. maybe for views i guess.. but really.. maybe I just had no tastebuds.
Anway, yeah.. that happened here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jfhPG8pxuFk
In other news..
I worked super hard in sound creation at college today..
I didn't work so hard in FMP .. mainly cause I felt super ill, but yeah, this happened:
Thanks for reading!
I'll write something better later..
Alie :) x
Monday 24 September 2012
Rude People. WHAT?
Okay....
Today, I was in boots, and i'm not going to lie, the woman that served me was 100% completely and utterly downright rude. I don't think i'll ever get over this.
Anyway, there I was, with my friend, casually buying some perfume (my mum stole mine and used it all up -_-), minding my own business, as you do, when this woman, if that's what she can be called, started being rude about my method of payment. Her card machine must've been broken as it declined my card, even though I know perfectly well I had enough money in there to spend a few pounds on a tiny bottle of perfume that probably won't even last a month. The woman starts getting majorly short with me, so I whip out my £5 boots voucher... buy this point, i'm highly aggravated and the woman is trying my patience. she tells me 'I don't know how much is on here' and I say, 'well, it's right there on the card.' she repeats, 'i don't know how much is on here' so i punch her in the face and get arrested. I joke. I go to find my extra pound to pay the extra for what the boucher doesn't cover, but, imagine my surprise when my money is missing (later I find out i'd dropped it in my bag).. I get more wound up and end up taking my voucher away from the woman and giving her cash because she's tutting at me needlessly, I then take my change, ask my friend to take my bag while i sort my purse out, and storm out of the shop like a moody manatee or something..
Now I know i've painted a picture of myself on these blogs as someone who gets pissed off at everything, but really, I don't, I just choose to write about the things that do annoy me, things i'm passionate about at the time. Reading back, this experience was probably quite funny, but in the moment, I could think of nothing but how damn rude the woman was.
I think i've rambled on quite a bit now, but seriously, they won't employ younger generations, college students or school leavers because they have no, or next to no experience, but what if a younger person with no experience really can offer a better service than the person who's been stuck in the same dead end job for ten or more years?
Thanks for reading guys,
Alie :) x
Today, I was in boots, and i'm not going to lie, the woman that served me was 100% completely and utterly downright rude. I don't think i'll ever get over this.
Anyway, there I was, with my friend, casually buying some perfume (my mum stole mine and used it all up -_-), minding my own business, as you do, when this woman, if that's what she can be called, started being rude about my method of payment. Her card machine must've been broken as it declined my card, even though I know perfectly well I had enough money in there to spend a few pounds on a tiny bottle of perfume that probably won't even last a month. The woman starts getting majorly short with me, so I whip out my £5 boots voucher... buy this point, i'm highly aggravated and the woman is trying my patience. she tells me 'I don't know how much is on here' and I say, 'well, it's right there on the card.' she repeats, 'i don't know how much is on here' so i punch her in the face and get arrested. I joke. I go to find my extra pound to pay the extra for what the boucher doesn't cover, but, imagine my surprise when my money is missing (later I find out i'd dropped it in my bag).. I get more wound up and end up taking my voucher away from the woman and giving her cash because she's tutting at me needlessly, I then take my change, ask my friend to take my bag while i sort my purse out, and storm out of the shop like a moody manatee or something..
Now I know i've painted a picture of myself on these blogs as someone who gets pissed off at everything, but really, I don't, I just choose to write about the things that do annoy me, things i'm passionate about at the time. Reading back, this experience was probably quite funny, but in the moment, I could think of nothing but how damn rude the woman was.
I think i've rambled on quite a bit now, but seriously, they won't employ younger generations, college students or school leavers because they have no, or next to no experience, but what if a younger person with no experience really can offer a better service than the person who's been stuck in the same dead end job for ten or more years?
Thanks for reading guys,
Alie :) x
Thursday 20 September 2012
Doctors.
I think I've found my voice once again. That writers block didn't last too long thankfully (touch wood).
Let me begin by saying that I hate going to the doctors. I hate any form of pill or medication full stop. I hate bandages and supports and slings and anything else medical that you can think of. I don't have a phobia, I just don't like any of these things.
Despite my hatred of doctors and surgeries, my condition means that I often find myself winding up there. It means that I end up hearing the medical jargon that makes no sense and often get fobbed off as not knowing what i'm talking about because I don't have a medical degree.
I really think that it's wrong how 90% of doctors will fob off someones pain, injury or illness as "imaginary" when they so clearly cannot feel what someone else is feeling. If they'd just listen carefully for once, maybe they could actually help people more often.
Despite this whole gripe, there are two doctors at my surgery that I actually trust, and I saw one of them today. I may not like the solutions she's come up with, but I can, for once, say that a doctor has fully listened to what i have to say and has come up with a method of elimination to try and deal with the pain.
Lets just hope more of these better experiences happen, because quite frankly, 99.9% of the time, the service at the doctors is shocking and not in a good way.
Thanks,
Alie :) x
Let me begin by saying that I hate going to the doctors. I hate any form of pill or medication full stop. I hate bandages and supports and slings and anything else medical that you can think of. I don't have a phobia, I just don't like any of these things.
Despite my hatred of doctors and surgeries, my condition means that I often find myself winding up there. It means that I end up hearing the medical jargon that makes no sense and often get fobbed off as not knowing what i'm talking about because I don't have a medical degree.
I really think that it's wrong how 90% of doctors will fob off someones pain, injury or illness as "imaginary" when they so clearly cannot feel what someone else is feeling. If they'd just listen carefully for once, maybe they could actually help people more often.
Despite this whole gripe, there are two doctors at my surgery that I actually trust, and I saw one of them today. I may not like the solutions she's come up with, but I can, for once, say that a doctor has fully listened to what i have to say and has come up with a method of elimination to try and deal with the pain.
Lets just hope more of these better experiences happen, because quite frankly, 99.9% of the time, the service at the doctors is shocking and not in a good way.
Thanks,
Alie :) x
Wednesday 19 September 2012
Writers block.
I'm sorry I didn't blog at all yesterday, I won't make up some excuse, the truth is, I have major writers block. I've plenty to say, and plenty i'd like to get out, but i'm really struggling putting things into words that actually make coherent sense and don't leave people thinking 'dafuq did I just read?'.. I'm pretty sure something will happen to spur the right words back into my brain, but until then, I'll try my best to blog, but if i don't, don't sue me :)
It's not just blogs that i'm uninspired to write right now, I'm also majorly struggling writing my new book for wattpad, and although i've got a lot going on in my head right now, I'm also struggling to find the inspiration to write lyrics too.
Thanks for reading!
Alie :) x
PS, If you fancy having a read of one of my previous books, here's the wattpad link to my story "Perfect Sunday" I know there are a few typo's at the moment, I'm in the process of editing the book on a personal level and then once i've finished that, i'll be editing out the typo's on wattpad.
Thanks again! :) x
Monday 17 September 2012
My other blog :O
Just a quick link to the blog I'll be writing about my Final Major Project for college.. We'll be recording an album & also performing on it if it all goes to plan.
The other blog will basically be my diary of recording/planning sessions and how it's all going so that it's easier to write an accurate evaluation at the end.
It'll all be posted here: http://aliesgoingmental.blogspot.co.uk/
Thanks :)
Alie :) x
The other blog will basically be my diary of recording/planning sessions and how it's all going so that it's easier to write an accurate evaluation at the end.
It'll all be posted here: http://aliesgoingmental.blogspot.co.uk/
Thanks :)
Alie :) x
Dirty Looks.
Two in one day?! Well good. You've been neglecting your poor old blog Alie!
First off, sorry I haven't blogged in a few days, a lot went down at the weekend and I didn't have a chance to write. I won't bore you with the details.
I'm writing about something now, that literally just happened to me and my friend and it spurred a thought process that I thought I'd share.....
We were casually walking along and some girls who are definitely of a different social circle gave us the dirtiest look.
I just don't get why people feel the need to sneer and jeer at people when they see them on the street, at school/college or even at work. Really, what is the point in pulling a sneer and quite frankly, highly unattractive face at a passer by, when you don't know them from Adam (who is this Adam you speak of?!). Seriously, I really would like to understand why this is a thing that people do. So what if I don't wear granny clothes and high heels with about ten tonne of foundation, so what if you do wear granny clothes, high heels and ten tonne of foundation? I really don't care what you're wearing, who you listen to or what you like in way of television or films, I just want to get on with my life, so please do not pull an unattractive face that pretty much makes me want to vom in your shoes. You have no idea what sort of person I, or anyone else around me is, so what gives you the right to pull dirty faces at me?
Okay, I may have gone slightly off topic, but I think I've made a valid point. There is a myriad of different types of people in the world today, and I really don't understand why people still stick to their common misconceptions of what differently dressed people are like.
Now I know we all make judgements on people as it is quite frankly just the way we work, but I do have a huge issue with people sneering at people they do not know, as you can probably tell.
There are still the chavs, the stoners, the rockers, the mods, the plastics and the geeks, and tehre are still rivalries between these groups, but when it's one or two people sneering at another one or two people, really, what's the point?
Thanks for reading..
I hope this made sense!
Alie :) x
First off, sorry I haven't blogged in a few days, a lot went down at the weekend and I didn't have a chance to write. I won't bore you with the details.
I'm writing about something now, that literally just happened to me and my friend and it spurred a thought process that I thought I'd share.....
We were casually walking along and some girls who are definitely of a different social circle gave us the dirtiest look.
I just don't get why people feel the need to sneer and jeer at people when they see them on the street, at school/college or even at work. Really, what is the point in pulling a sneer and quite frankly, highly unattractive face at a passer by, when you don't know them from Adam (who is this Adam you speak of?!). Seriously, I really would like to understand why this is a thing that people do. So what if I don't wear granny clothes and high heels with about ten tonne of foundation, so what if you do wear granny clothes, high heels and ten tonne of foundation? I really don't care what you're wearing, who you listen to or what you like in way of television or films, I just want to get on with my life, so please do not pull an unattractive face that pretty much makes me want to vom in your shoes. You have no idea what sort of person I, or anyone else around me is, so what gives you the right to pull dirty faces at me?
Okay, I may have gone slightly off topic, but I think I've made a valid point. There is a myriad of different types of people in the world today, and I really don't understand why people still stick to their common misconceptions of what differently dressed people are like.
Now I know we all make judgements on people as it is quite frankly just the way we work, but I do have a huge issue with people sneering at people they do not know, as you can probably tell.
There are still the chavs, the stoners, the rockers, the mods, the plastics and the geeks, and tehre are still rivalries between these groups, but when it's one or two people sneering at another one or two people, really, what's the point?
Thanks for reading..
I hope this made sense!
Alie :) x
Music Fakes.
I really don't know how to put this, but it annoys me so much when people claim to be a huge fan of music, yet know next to nothing about it, and know one or two songs by one or two "famous" bands.
It doesn't bother me in the slightest, when someone likes one type of music, or likes to stay in their safe little bubble of a single genre, but it does irritate me, however, when a person through any number of reasons, maybe and most commonly, popularity, decides to tell people they love this or that genre, when they know one song by one band in that said genre. When faced with a bunch of music mad people, why say you like this or that, when you know that these people will quiz you on it?
I personally just don't understand how any given person can pretend to like something/someone and lie to their friends about it when they know they will get caught out..
Maybe I'm completely wrong about this whole subject.. It is only my opinion after all, but it's just one of those things that I just don't get.
Thanks for reading,
This blog was extremely unplanned and impulsive, I do apologise if it doesn't make any sense what so ever.
Thanks for reading!
Alie :) x
I personally just don't understand how any given person can pretend to like something/someone and lie to their friends about it when they know they will get caught out..
Maybe I'm completely wrong about this whole subject.. It is only my opinion after all, but it's just one of those things that I just don't get.
Thanks for reading,
This blog was extremely unplanned and impulsive, I do apologise if it doesn't make any sense what so ever.
Thanks for reading!
Alie :) x
Friday 14 September 2012
Books to film/Tv - Sort out your screenplay.
Something that really guts me, is when the film or TV show of a book makes barely any reference to the original source in the first place.
I think this is something that narks a lot of people, but I felt like I wanted to share my views on it today.
I've read countless books and watched countless films, but watching the film of a book almost always leaves me disappointed. By now, I've learned to treat a film or TV show of a book like just that- A TV show, or a film, and try to completely separate it from the book it came from, but sometimes, it's just not that easy.
I know this 'rant' or 'gripe' may seem like just another book worm moaning about how screenwriters ruin books, but, it's not like that at all. I understand that screenwriters have to do their best to cram a 4/5/or even 600 page books into two or so hours, but, they can still do that using events that actually happened in the book, instead of adding completely irrelevant scenes that make no sense and have no connection to the book in the first place. Honestly, why add a scene that has nothing to do with the book, instead of adding an actual scene from the book? I think a lot more people would give films better reviews if they stuck, just loosely to the story line.
Anyway,
Rant over..
I may have another in a moment..
But I haven't decided..
I used to be indecisive, but now I'm not so sure ;)
Thanks for reading!
Alie :) x
I think this is something that narks a lot of people, but I felt like I wanted to share my views on it today.
I've read countless books and watched countless films, but watching the film of a book almost always leaves me disappointed. By now, I've learned to treat a film or TV show of a book like just that- A TV show, or a film, and try to completely separate it from the book it came from, but sometimes, it's just not that easy.
I know this 'rant' or 'gripe' may seem like just another book worm moaning about how screenwriters ruin books, but, it's not like that at all. I understand that screenwriters have to do their best to cram a 4/5/or even 600 page books into two or so hours, but, they can still do that using events that actually happened in the book, instead of adding completely irrelevant scenes that make no sense and have no connection to the book in the first place. Honestly, why add a scene that has nothing to do with the book, instead of adding an actual scene from the book? I think a lot more people would give films better reviews if they stuck, just loosely to the story line.
Anyway,
Rant over..
I may have another in a moment..
But I haven't decided..
I used to be indecisive, but now I'm not so sure ;)
Thanks for reading!
Alie :) x
Busses.. Just no.
Okay, so, yesterday I talked about trains and the stupid people on them.. Quite frankly, I just hate trains with a passion, but something I hate more than trains, is busses. I used to be absolutely fine with busses, but then i experienced two horrific incidents, and I've hated them ever since.. Here we go..
Once upon a time, long ago (when i was like, five) I was on a bus with a bunch of my school friends and my friends mum, the bus pulled up at the stop nearest my friends house, and everyone was getting off, but I was stuck on the seat (I've never been very tall) and couldn't get off. I shouted for my friends mum to help me, but she didn't hear me. With only seconds to spare, she realised she was a short wonky eyed child missing and jumped back on the bus in time to tell the bus driver she needed to get me off of the bus first. Needless to say, I was mentally scarred from that moment on, and whenever I was on the bus, would ask the adult I was with to hold my hand for the whole journey so that I didn't get left.
Many years later, when I was eleven, I was casually in the car with my family, when we drove past the horrific scene of an overturned bus in a ditch near where I live. From that day on, I refused to go anywhere near a bus, and up until around eighteen months ago, that was the case. Since around [eighteen months ago] I've been on a bus once, and I still felt crazy weird while I was on it. I think i'd rather walk than actually have to be on a bus, and I have done in the past.
The fact that I am so irrevocably terrified of busses means that I, by the laws of the universe, have to take the train for long journeys that I can't be [taken] by car. So, in that sense, yes, I suppose I don't hate trains nearly as much as I could, but honestly, busses.. just no.
How do you feel about busses? Let me know:)
Thanks
Alie :) x
Once upon a time, long ago (when i was like, five) I was on a bus with a bunch of my school friends and my friends mum, the bus pulled up at the stop nearest my friends house, and everyone was getting off, but I was stuck on the seat (I've never been very tall) and couldn't get off. I shouted for my friends mum to help me, but she didn't hear me. With only seconds to spare, she realised she was a short wonky eyed child missing and jumped back on the bus in time to tell the bus driver she needed to get me off of the bus first. Needless to say, I was mentally scarred from that moment on, and whenever I was on the bus, would ask the adult I was with to hold my hand for the whole journey so that I didn't get left.
Many years later, when I was eleven, I was casually in the car with my family, when we drove past the horrific scene of an overturned bus in a ditch near where I live. From that day on, I refused to go anywhere near a bus, and up until around eighteen months ago, that was the case. Since around [eighteen months ago] I've been on a bus once, and I still felt crazy weird while I was on it. I think i'd rather walk than actually have to be on a bus, and I have done in the past.
The fact that I am so irrevocably terrified of busses means that I, by the laws of the universe, have to take the train for long journeys that I can't be [taken] by car. So, in that sense, yes, I suppose I don't hate trains nearly as much as I could, but honestly, busses.. just no.
How do you feel about busses? Let me know:)
Thanks
Alie :) x
Thursday 13 September 2012
Crazy Psycho fangirls.
Two rant blogs in one day, Alie, what is this tomfoolery?!
Okay, I just wanted to make a quick point..
I'm a fan of a lot of different bands, much like most people these days. I follow them on twitter, I go to their gigs and I sometimes get the chance to have a conversation with them. What annoys me, is when people in the same fan bases, mainly girls, go absolutely nutso over a member/members of the band and start to lie to people and tell them how they're 'with' band members, have 'things' with band members or "know" them personally. I know this is something I shouldn't take to heart, but when younger fans, or newer fans see this sort of behaviour, they start to 'idolize' the person who has supposedly experienced these things with band members.. I just don't think that's fair, to lie to someone and tell them 'stories' that they later on take to heart and start to try to mimick, because in some cases, it makes those people that have believed the lies make complete fools of themselves.
Another thing that annoys me, is older fans preaching that newer fans aren't worthy enough to be considered fans of a band because they haven't been in the base as long. I'm sorry, but in my opinion, a fan is a fan is a fan, what difference does it make whether you've supported them for five years or two? what difference does it make if you could only afford to go to one of their gigs? Why should it matter just how many pictures you have with a band member?
Some of us are persistent enough to sit around and wait to be able to meet band members. Some of us are genuine enough to stop and have a genuine conversation with a band member about the gig and about them and how they are. Some of us are brave enough to have banter with band members and occasionally, we'll get recognized, but that doesn't mean that we're suddenly the girlfriends of the people who have recognized us, or the best friends, or even the long lost family members. So please, delusional people, STOP. MAKING. LIES. It's not a competition. We're all here to enjoy the music that our favourite bands make, so why can't we just do that, and, if we don't get on with the other fans in the base, keep to ourselves.
Thanks for reading.
Alie :) x
Okay, I just wanted to make a quick point..
I'm a fan of a lot of different bands, much like most people these days. I follow them on twitter, I go to their gigs and I sometimes get the chance to have a conversation with them. What annoys me, is when people in the same fan bases, mainly girls, go absolutely nutso over a member/members of the band and start to lie to people and tell them how they're 'with' band members, have 'things' with band members or "know" them personally. I know this is something I shouldn't take to heart, but when younger fans, or newer fans see this sort of behaviour, they start to 'idolize' the person who has supposedly experienced these things with band members.. I just don't think that's fair, to lie to someone and tell them 'stories' that they later on take to heart and start to try to mimick, because in some cases, it makes those people that have believed the lies make complete fools of themselves.
Another thing that annoys me, is older fans preaching that newer fans aren't worthy enough to be considered fans of a band because they haven't been in the base as long. I'm sorry, but in my opinion, a fan is a fan is a fan, what difference does it make whether you've supported them for five years or two? what difference does it make if you could only afford to go to one of their gigs? Why should it matter just how many pictures you have with a band member?
Some of us are persistent enough to sit around and wait to be able to meet band members. Some of us are genuine enough to stop and have a genuine conversation with a band member about the gig and about them and how they are. Some of us are brave enough to have banter with band members and occasionally, we'll get recognized, but that doesn't mean that we're suddenly the girlfriends of the people who have recognized us, or the best friends, or even the long lost family members. So please, delusional people, STOP. MAKING. LIES. It's not a competition. We're all here to enjoy the music that our favourite bands make, so why can't we just do that, and, if we don't get on with the other fans in the base, keep to ourselves.
Thanks for reading.
Alie :) x
Creepy train people.
I'm probably not the only person in the world who hates trains.. But something I hate even more than trains, is the people on them. Here are some common types of disgusting people that can often be seen on trains:
+The hacker.
The person that will not stop hacking their guts up and spreading their god awful swine flu diseases with the rest of the carriage. COVER YOUR MOUTH FOR GODS SAKE!
+The chav/ group of chavs.
The guy blaring his chavvy chav chavness that he calls 'music' or the group of chavs that take up the entire carriage even though there's only five of them, and insist on shouting at eachother "INIT BRUV BLAH BLAH BLAH" and just generally intimidate everyone.
+No concept of personal space elders.
The little old lady or man that sits pretty much right on top of you even though there is a whole carriage full of free seats to sit on.
+The bike Guys.
The guys that put their bike right in front of the door you need to access instead of putting it against the door that doesn't even open on the route. Seriously, how hard is it to be polite and MOVE YOUR FUCKING BIKE?
+The screaming children.
The children that's parents don't seem to be able to hear screaming at the top of their lungs while everyone else covers their ears in fear of being murdered by the banshee child.
+The 'too cool' school kids.
The school kids on their way home after a hard day of (hardly) working who, like the chavs, insist on screaming at each other across the carriages and throwing their food about the place.
+The crunchy eater.
The person who needs a quick lunch on the way to their next destination, but feel the need to chew with their mouth open or just generally tend to eat their food with a megaphone in front of their trap.
+The friendly hobo.
The homeless guy that just wants to make friends, but comes across as a creepy psycho that wants to rip your face off and devour your flesh in a fit of cannibalism.
To name a few. I personally can't stand trains anyway, but ^ these types of people that I encounter on the train pretty much every time, make the experience ten times creepier than it even needs to be. So why not put your headphones in, or read your book you may ask me? .. Because I am the type of person, that will take their headphones out and sit bolt upright on the train waiting for my stop because quite frankly, I cannot wait to get off of that god damn train.
Do you have any train stories? Please leave a comment.
Thanks for reading!
Alie :) x
+The hacker.
The person that will not stop hacking their guts up and spreading their god awful swine flu diseases with the rest of the carriage. COVER YOUR MOUTH FOR GODS SAKE!
+The chav/ group of chavs.
The guy blaring his chavvy chav chavness that he calls 'music' or the group of chavs that take up the entire carriage even though there's only five of them, and insist on shouting at eachother "INIT BRUV BLAH BLAH BLAH" and just generally intimidate everyone.
+No concept of personal space elders.
The little old lady or man that sits pretty much right on top of you even though there is a whole carriage full of free seats to sit on.
+The bike Guys.
The guys that put their bike right in front of the door you need to access instead of putting it against the door that doesn't even open on the route. Seriously, how hard is it to be polite and MOVE YOUR FUCKING BIKE?
+The screaming children.
The children that's parents don't seem to be able to hear screaming at the top of their lungs while everyone else covers their ears in fear of being murdered by the banshee child.
+The 'too cool' school kids.
The school kids on their way home after a hard day of (hardly) working who, like the chavs, insist on screaming at each other across the carriages and throwing their food about the place.
+The crunchy eater.
The person who needs a quick lunch on the way to their next destination, but feel the need to chew with their mouth open or just generally tend to eat their food with a megaphone in front of their trap.
+The friendly hobo.
The homeless guy that just wants to make friends, but comes across as a creepy psycho that wants to rip your face off and devour your flesh in a fit of cannibalism.
To name a few. I personally can't stand trains anyway, but ^ these types of people that I encounter on the train pretty much every time, make the experience ten times creepier than it even needs to be. So why not put your headphones in, or read your book you may ask me? .. Because I am the type of person, that will take their headphones out and sit bolt upright on the train waiting for my stop because quite frankly, I cannot wait to get off of that god damn train.
Do you have any train stories? Please leave a comment.
Thanks for reading!
Alie :) x
Wednesday 12 September 2012
I DON'T WANT YOUR DOUBLE GLAZING!
My rant for today is about telesales..
I can't stand them! .. I can be enjoying my various hobbies or something and I'll get an irritating phonecall from a nasally guy asking me if I'm interested in his double glazing.. WHAT SORT OF QUESTION IS THAT?! Seriously though, I really can't stand them, especially if they go through the whole process of going through all the possible names at the household to see if anyone that could possibly buy their product might be home.
Now, it sounds silly, but my brother and I have found a way to make this all entertaining.. Thousands of people probably do this.. but, what we do, is take it in turns to answer the phone in the various accents we can pull between us, and see how long it takes for the sales person to put the phone down. This is actually pretty fun, and, what's even funnier, is answering the phone, and continuously saying "Hello? Helloooo? hello?!" until they give up.
As I said, I can't stand telesales, and we're actually supposed to be a blocked number to them, but I still feel bad if I just hang up on them straight away.
Anyway, feel free to comment with your own telesales stories :)
Thanks for reading!
Alie :) x
I can't stand them! .. I can be enjoying my various hobbies or something and I'll get an irritating phonecall from a nasally guy asking me if I'm interested in his double glazing.. WHAT SORT OF QUESTION IS THAT?! Seriously though, I really can't stand them, especially if they go through the whole process of going through all the possible names at the household to see if anyone that could possibly buy their product might be home.
Now, it sounds silly, but my brother and I have found a way to make this all entertaining.. Thousands of people probably do this.. but, what we do, is take it in turns to answer the phone in the various accents we can pull between us, and see how long it takes for the sales person to put the phone down. This is actually pretty fun, and, what's even funnier, is answering the phone, and continuously saying "Hello? Helloooo? hello?!" until they give up.
As I said, I can't stand telesales, and we're actually supposed to be a blocked number to them, but I still feel bad if I just hang up on them straight away.
Anyway, feel free to comment with your own telesales stories :)
Thanks for reading!
Alie :) x
Room 94 pt 1: Manchester.
This is a pretty personal blog..
This summer on Saturdays 11/08/2012 & 18/08/2012 I experienced two of the best days of my life so far. I went to see Room 94 again, for their summer tour.. This is an account of the first show..
Manchester:
I had to get up at around seven in the morning, get ready and leave by half past eight. We actually ended up leaving at eightish and started to make good time on the road. I won't go into the boring details of the journey, it was four hours long after all!
When we got to Manchester, we drove around looking for a place to park near the venue (Moho live) and luckily, there was an NCP directly opposite. After we parked up, we went to meet my friend at the station and then walked back up to get some food. I was so excited/nervous that I couldn't eat much, so I just had a little to tide me over.
Soon after, we went back to the car and sat talking until it was time for us to queue for VIP. While we were in the car, a band sat outside the venue playing some of their own stuff to promote themselves. We had a good laugh when an old man came over to talk to them and wouldn't leave them alone, but aside from that, they were okay..
Eventually we got our VIP passes and went in. We sat in on sound check which was an amazing experience, and had a meet and greet with the bad after which was incredible.
Something I love about seeing Room 94 is that the guys in the band always make time for fans. They're genuinely lovely and nice to all of us, and make us all feel welcome at their gigs. They're always up for having a laugh with fans and treat us like we're just as important as they are.
This summer on Saturdays 11/08/2012 & 18/08/2012 I experienced two of the best days of my life so far. I went to see Room 94 again, for their summer tour.. This is an account of the first show..
Manchester:
I had to get up at around seven in the morning, get ready and leave by half past eight. We actually ended up leaving at eightish and started to make good time on the road. I won't go into the boring details of the journey, it was four hours long after all!
When we got to Manchester, we drove around looking for a place to park near the venue (Moho live) and luckily, there was an NCP directly opposite. After we parked up, we went to meet my friend at the station and then walked back up to get some food. I was so excited/nervous that I couldn't eat much, so I just had a little to tide me over.
Soon after, we went back to the car and sat talking until it was time for us to queue for VIP. While we were in the car, a band sat outside the venue playing some of their own stuff to promote themselves. We had a good laugh when an old man came over to talk to them and wouldn't leave them alone, but aside from that, they were okay..
Eventually we got our VIP passes and went in. We sat in on sound check which was an amazing experience, and had a meet and greet with the bad after which was incredible.
Something I love about seeing Room 94 is that the guys in the band always make time for fans. They're genuinely lovely and nice to all of us, and make us all feel welcome at their gigs. They're always up for having a laugh with fans and treat us like we're just as important as they are.
[Kieran Lemon & Myself]
After VIP, we went back outside and waited to be able to head inside for the gig.. We tried to get as close to the front as possible, and at first ended up about five rows back from the stage. Through all of the supports, however, we had a girl in front of us, who had a huge backpack plonked down in front of her preventing anyone from standing there and getting a good spot. Since when did people start taking Rhino sized bags and backpacks to gigs? Seriously? This isn't the eighties.
The supports.
First on was Sean Lemon playing his Mavrickz set. He was so energetic and passionate that the crowd couldn't help but jump and scream and get warmed up for the next few hours. It was like his passion for the music was a driving force making us all crazy and passionate in return. The songs were easily mimickable if you didn't know the words, and hella fantastic to sing along to if you did. When Sean's set was over, I'm pretty sure I heard a huff of dissapointed deflation from the crowd who would've quite happily danced to his set all night long. (http://www.facebook.com/MavrickzOfficial)
Next came a female fronted band called Burn so bright. I'd never heard of them before, but as soon as they started playing I was pleasantly surprised. They were absolutely incredible, energetic and sent vibes through the venue that had everyone screaming and throwing their arms about the air. (http://www.facebook.com/burnsobrightuk)
Thirdly, there was The famous class. This band is absolutely incredible and played an amazing set, also managing to rick roll us in the process with an amazing (and quite frankly, better-than-the-origional) cover of Rick Astley's 'Never gonna give you up'. They got the crowd jumping, screaming and dancing within seconds of being on stage.
Lastly for the supports was another female fronted band called Disclosure, they were also amazing and were perfect for getting everyone excited for Room 94, they also played some excellent covers and some amazing and energetic songs of their own.
After Disclosure finished their set, the girl with the Rhino bag moved and my friend and I managed to get two or three rows from the stage. While we waited for Room 94, we got crazy excited and took this picture:
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| [Me & my Becca <3] |
I think it's probably one of my favourite pictures because for once, it shows just how happy I am in my natural environment.. Okay, maybe not my natural environment.. but a situation I actually feel normal in.
Finally, it was time for Room 94 (http://www.facebook.com/ROOM94) to come on, and I swear, for a split second in the moment before the first note of the first song was played, there was absolute silence, and it was the most incredible feeling, to be involved in the magical moment between the crowd realising the magic was about to happen, and going wild because of it.
The set was amazing and every song was filled with incredible energy and undeniable passion and the band interacted with the crowd every second of the way, making us all feel involved and part of the magic. During 'ignorance is bliss' there were a few tears in my eyes, i must say, and I think there were tears in most peoples eyes. Let's not forget, as well, that the incredibly amazing Robbie Coles from Show it off (http://www.facebook.com/showitoffofficial) played guitar as well as Sean for this (and the last) tour.. He's an amazing guy and incredibly talented, he shouldn't go unmentioned.. By the end of the gig I was so happy that I honestly thought I couldn't get any happier, and the truth is, for the whole week after the gig, I was the happiest I'd been in a long time.
After the gig, we met the guys again, got some more pictures and had a great laugh.. It was indeed, an absolutely amazing night.
I'll wrap this up now, I'll be writing another, shorter blog, for the gig in London, and I'll also be adding a short blog with just pictures if any one is interested..
If you fancy, comment with your own gig experiences and let me know if you enjoyed them :)
Thanks for reading..
Hope you enjoyed this little (large) extra blog, I'll be writing one of my usual rants in a little while :)
Alie :) x
Tuesday 11 September 2012
Selfish people and Royal mail pt 2!
SELFISH PEOPLE!
Oh my days. I don't often speak up about the selfish people in this world, because they are completely unchangeable and not worth writing about. However, I feel like this gripe is necessary.
I cannot stand people that are so involved with themselves that they don't even notice when things are going on in their own friends lives. Here's what I mean..
*this scenario is hypothetical*
Lauren is feeling low, there's a lot going on at home and she's also having some personal issues. Lauren confides in her friend Shauna about her situation...
Lauren: "-----Shauna, I feel like everything's falling apart. I don't know what to do, I never imagined things would become this serious"
Shauna: "Oh, that's too bad! Did I tell you i'm applying to mars university? I really want to go there. I think it'll be really good for me, what do you think?"
Now I know this scenario is a bit strange and maybe not the exact conversation that might go on in the real world, however, I have genuinely seen and heard of similar conversations, where one friend is having serious issues, and the other is too wrapped in their own life that they don't notice their friend needs help.
Obviously I've used a scenario completely far away from any I've experienced, and tried to keep away from any that have happened to my friends for their own confidentiality, but what I'm trying to put across, is how much it vexes me when someone is too selfish to realise anything that's going on in anyone's lives but their own. I know everyone knows at least one of these people, so if you identify with this, please let me know your thoughts on the topic :)!
Oh my days. I don't often speak up about the selfish people in this world, because they are completely unchangeable and not worth writing about. However, I feel like this gripe is necessary.
I cannot stand people that are so involved with themselves that they don't even notice when things are going on in their own friends lives. Here's what I mean..
*this scenario is hypothetical*
Lauren is feeling low, there's a lot going on at home and she's also having some personal issues. Lauren confides in her friend Shauna about her situation...
Lauren: "-----Shauna, I feel like everything's falling apart. I don't know what to do, I never imagined things would become this serious"
Shauna: "Oh, that's too bad! Did I tell you i'm applying to mars university? I really want to go there. I think it'll be really good for me, what do you think?"
Now I know this scenario is a bit strange and maybe not the exact conversation that might go on in the real world, however, I have genuinely seen and heard of similar conversations, where one friend is having serious issues, and the other is too wrapped in their own life that they don't notice their friend needs help.
Obviously I've used a scenario completely far away from any I've experienced, and tried to keep away from any that have happened to my friends for their own confidentiality, but what I'm trying to put across, is how much it vexes me when someone is too selfish to realise anything that's going on in anyone's lives but their own. I know everyone knows at least one of these people, so if you identify with this, please let me know your thoughts on the topic :)!
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Royal mail!
Gripe: I ordered a limited edition hoodie from a website that I have used many times before, but seven says after the package had been dispatched, it still hadn't arrived. I checked about and found out that the majority of people that had ordered the same hoodie had already received theirs, but I haven't.. it's now been two weeks and I've put in a claim, after the dispatcher checked my order number and tracking said it had already been delivered.
Cheeful air pump: A friend from twitter ordered something recently, and it arrived the day after, so thanks Royal mail, you've redeemed yourselves ever so slightly in my eyes!
Thanks for reading!
Alie :) x
Monday 10 September 2012
Is ignorance really bliss?
The saying goes "ignorance is bliss" but is it really?
When I think about it, although the truth may not be what we want to hear,a lot of people would rather not live a lie. I know that some will say "Well, if you don't know something is a lie, then it can't hurt you, ignorance is bliss you know.." but honestly, can you imagine living a lie, and having everyone around you know what's really going on? Would ignorance really be bliss then? I don't think it would.
Another scenario might be, and in most cases is the common scenario people use, what if you were in a relationship and your partner was cheating? Would you really feel like ignorance is bliss then? Once again, you wouldn't know, so it wouldn't hurt you, but these things have a way of getting back. Eventually, you'd find out, and you'd feel a fool for not noticing all along.
To be honest, a lot of the time, we all think "I'd rather not know, i'd rather just think my own thing and get on with it." but sometimes we have to ask ourselves, would we really rather not know? Just think about all the things that could change if we did know the things we'd rather not, what differences we could make.
On the other hand, it may actually be better to live in ignorance of the things that can hurt us. We'd all be saved a lot of heart ache and pain and we could just get on and live in our own happy little bubbles, but still, thinking about all that could be happening behind the closed doors of our happy bubbles really freaks me out.
I'm all for living in ignorance of what could hurt me, but when I think about the reality of life, I realise that although it's a nice concept, none of us really can live in ignorance because one way or another, we will always find out the things we've been trying so hard not to learn.
For my final note on this matter, I'd like to link to an absolutely amazing song by one of my favourite bands, Ignorance is bliss, by Room 94, it's such an emotional and heart felt song. Everyone and anyone can relate to it in one way or another and I think it's actually one of my favourite songs to be honest. On a personal level, I can relate to the lyrics entirely and the whole song sends blissful shivers up my spine. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vRw-5pvMRT0&feature=plcp)
So how do you feel about the saying? Leave a comment if you want:)
Thanks for reading!
Alie :) x
When I think about it, although the truth may not be what we want to hear,a lot of people would rather not live a lie. I know that some will say "Well, if you don't know something is a lie, then it can't hurt you, ignorance is bliss you know.." but honestly, can you imagine living a lie, and having everyone around you know what's really going on? Would ignorance really be bliss then? I don't think it would.
Another scenario might be, and in most cases is the common scenario people use, what if you were in a relationship and your partner was cheating? Would you really feel like ignorance is bliss then? Once again, you wouldn't know, so it wouldn't hurt you, but these things have a way of getting back. Eventually, you'd find out, and you'd feel a fool for not noticing all along.
To be honest, a lot of the time, we all think "I'd rather not know, i'd rather just think my own thing and get on with it." but sometimes we have to ask ourselves, would we really rather not know? Just think about all the things that could change if we did know the things we'd rather not, what differences we could make.
On the other hand, it may actually be better to live in ignorance of the things that can hurt us. We'd all be saved a lot of heart ache and pain and we could just get on and live in our own happy little bubbles, but still, thinking about all that could be happening behind the closed doors of our happy bubbles really freaks me out.
I'm all for living in ignorance of what could hurt me, but when I think about the reality of life, I realise that although it's a nice concept, none of us really can live in ignorance because one way or another, we will always find out the things we've been trying so hard not to learn.
For my final note on this matter, I'd like to link to an absolutely amazing song by one of my favourite bands, Ignorance is bliss, by Room 94, it's such an emotional and heart felt song. Everyone and anyone can relate to it in one way or another and I think it's actually one of my favourite songs to be honest. On a personal level, I can relate to the lyrics entirely and the whole song sends blissful shivers up my spine. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vRw-5pvMRT0&feature=plcp)
So how do you feel about the saying? Leave a comment if you want:)
Thanks for reading!
Alie :) x
Sunday 9 September 2012
Cheaters, Liars and other annoying types.
+Cheaters:
I really can't stand cheaters, whether it's in a relationship, and exam or a board game. Cheaters really grate on me.
My first question to cheaters is; how do you do it? Because quite frankly, whenever I think about how many people get hurt by cheaters, I wonder how you can seriously justify doing that to someone.
My second question, is; why do you do it? Surely if you're not happy with someone, you break up with them or talk to them about it. You might hurt them in the sort term, but in the long run, they'll much prefer that to being cheated on.
There's much more I could say about cheaters, but I won't waste any more time on them.
+Liars:
Really, what is the point? After spinning webs of lies, how do you remeber all the things you've said? More importantly, why do you feel the need to lie in the first place? Why not just stick to the truth? You have a far lot less to remember, and people see you in a much better light. I just personally don't see the appeal in lying to your friends when eventually it will come back to bite you.
+Copy cats:
Why do people feel the need to copy others? Seriously. I know people say it's a form of flattery, but I for one, do not understand why anyone would want to be anything other than themselves. Honestly, it annoys me if/when a friend turns up in the same item of clothing I bought a week before, or starts doing something that i've been doing when I know they don't really enjoy it. It's not just when it happens to me that it annoys me, but when it happens to other people too.
+Rude people:
People that feel the need to be rude really nark me. Really, why does anyone need to spit at another person in town, or push people about. I really don't see the point. Is it really so hard to say "excuse me?" once in a while, or hold a door open for an elderly person? I don't think it is.
+Girls that don't honour the girl code:
Seriously, is it so hard not to scam over a friends ex or even ex interest. I don't see how some girls don't see the problem with getting together (or planning to get together) with a friends ex or someone that a friend has been involved with. It's so wrong. Also, flirting with someone they know their friend likes is also something I don't get. Surely you'd want to help your friend instead of put obstacles in their way? Don't be a bad friend.
Thanks for reading the ramble!
Feel free to comment your own opinions on the above subjects :)
Thanks again!
Alie :) x
I really can't stand cheaters, whether it's in a relationship, and exam or a board game. Cheaters really grate on me.
My first question to cheaters is; how do you do it? Because quite frankly, whenever I think about how many people get hurt by cheaters, I wonder how you can seriously justify doing that to someone.
My second question, is; why do you do it? Surely if you're not happy with someone, you break up with them or talk to them about it. You might hurt them in the sort term, but in the long run, they'll much prefer that to being cheated on.
There's much more I could say about cheaters, but I won't waste any more time on them.
+Liars:
Really, what is the point? After spinning webs of lies, how do you remeber all the things you've said? More importantly, why do you feel the need to lie in the first place? Why not just stick to the truth? You have a far lot less to remember, and people see you in a much better light. I just personally don't see the appeal in lying to your friends when eventually it will come back to bite you.
+Copy cats:
Why do people feel the need to copy others? Seriously. I know people say it's a form of flattery, but I for one, do not understand why anyone would want to be anything other than themselves. Honestly, it annoys me if/when a friend turns up in the same item of clothing I bought a week before, or starts doing something that i've been doing when I know they don't really enjoy it. It's not just when it happens to me that it annoys me, but when it happens to other people too.
+Rude people:
People that feel the need to be rude really nark me. Really, why does anyone need to spit at another person in town, or push people about. I really don't see the point. Is it really so hard to say "excuse me?" once in a while, or hold a door open for an elderly person? I don't think it is.
+Girls that don't honour the girl code:
Seriously, is it so hard not to scam over a friends ex or even ex interest. I don't see how some girls don't see the problem with getting together (or planning to get together) with a friends ex or someone that a friend has been involved with. It's so wrong. Also, flirting with someone they know their friend likes is also something I don't get. Surely you'd want to help your friend instead of put obstacles in their way? Don't be a bad friend.
Thanks for reading the ramble!
Feel free to comment your own opinions on the above subjects :)
Thanks again!
Alie :) x
Saturday 8 September 2012
On a happier note..
Hey!
I decided I'd write a blog that's not a rant for once.
I realized today that I've never actually written much about myself or my life on here. It was never my plan to be an enigma, so I hope this blog clears a few things up.. :)
My name's Aliesha, but everyone calls me Alie. It's not like I don't like my name, because I do, but somewhere along the line, someone started calling me 'Alie' and it just stuck. I hate it when people spell my name wrong.. not so much when they don't know me that well, but people like teachers who could easily look up my name to see how to spell it correctly. I'm seventeen years old and study music technology at college. I absolutely love the subject and although my grandparents don't really approve, I know that if i work hard enough, I could earn a solid and enjoyable career out of it.
Music is pretty much my favourite thing in the universe. I honestly believe that my life would be nothing without music because everything I do is pretty much based around it. I also love reading, drawing, painting (acrylic mainly), writing, singing and gaming (I know, nerd xD).
I love writing lyrics and poetry, but more than anything, I love writing fiction. I currently have two stories and a book of poems up on Wattpad (http://www.wattpad.com/user/StarGirlLou95) and am working on two (okay, three, but don't tell anyone ;)) more stories.
I have something called Hyper Mobility Syndrome (or HMS) but I really prefer not to talk about it. It's pretty rare and up until three years ago, I didn't even know I had it, even though its a from-birth thing. When I was finally diagnosed, i think I was more relieved than anything else, because finally there was a reason i've had so many problems in life.
I love music, as i've said, and some of my top favourite bands are:
+Simple Plan
+Room 94
+Show it off
+Beyond Recall
+Altered Sky
+The famous class
+Burn so bright
+Disclosure
+McFly
+You me at six
+Paramore
+All time low
& about six million and twelve others..
I hope that gives you a bit of insight as to what i'm like as a person, and highlights that I don't just constantly moan and rant (although I do that a lot ;))
Thanks for reading& feel free to comment with your own favourite bands so I can have a listen! ;)
Alie :') x
I decided I'd write a blog that's not a rant for once.
I realized today that I've never actually written much about myself or my life on here. It was never my plan to be an enigma, so I hope this blog clears a few things up.. :)
My name's Aliesha, but everyone calls me Alie. It's not like I don't like my name, because I do, but somewhere along the line, someone started calling me 'Alie' and it just stuck. I hate it when people spell my name wrong.. not so much when they don't know me that well, but people like teachers who could easily look up my name to see how to spell it correctly. I'm seventeen years old and study music technology at college. I absolutely love the subject and although my grandparents don't really approve, I know that if i work hard enough, I could earn a solid and enjoyable career out of it.
Music is pretty much my favourite thing in the universe. I honestly believe that my life would be nothing without music because everything I do is pretty much based around it. I also love reading, drawing, painting (acrylic mainly), writing, singing and gaming (I know, nerd xD).
I love writing lyrics and poetry, but more than anything, I love writing fiction. I currently have two stories and a book of poems up on Wattpad (http://www.wattpad.com/user/StarGirlLou95) and am working on two (okay, three, but don't tell anyone ;)) more stories.
I have something called Hyper Mobility Syndrome (or HMS) but I really prefer not to talk about it. It's pretty rare and up until three years ago, I didn't even know I had it, even though its a from-birth thing. When I was finally diagnosed, i think I was more relieved than anything else, because finally there was a reason i've had so many problems in life.
I love music, as i've said, and some of my top favourite bands are:
+Simple Plan
+Room 94
+Show it off
+Beyond Recall
+Altered Sky
+The famous class
+Burn so bright
+Disclosure
+McFly
+You me at six
+Paramore
+All time low
& about six million and twelve others..
I hope that gives you a bit of insight as to what i'm like as a person, and highlights that I don't just constantly moan and rant (although I do that a lot ;))
Thanks for reading& feel free to comment with your own favourite bands so I can have a listen! ;)
Alie :') x
Friday 7 September 2012
JOBS.
Something that hacks me off a lot, is that there are so many shops/companies in need of staff, yet they refuse to hire perfectly fine teenage applicants because they've had no previous experience. I know everyone says this, but how is anyone ever supposed to gain any experience if no one will give them it?
I feel like I'm constantly banging my head against a brick wall when I'm applying for jobs because no where will take anyone with minimal or no experience. My friends have the same problem, but really, how hard is it to spare one member of staff to train someone new who would benefit your workplace? Plenty of places tell people that their applications were perfect apart from their lack of experience, but surely it is better to hire someone who is perfect for the job and train/ prepare them for the job, than to hire someone who has experience but will take much longer to train because they know nothing about the subject at hand. I just don't see how companies and businesses think it is easier to do this.
Thanks for reading,
Alie :) x
I feel like I'm constantly banging my head against a brick wall when I'm applying for jobs because no where will take anyone with minimal or no experience. My friends have the same problem, but really, how hard is it to spare one member of staff to train someone new who would benefit your workplace? Plenty of places tell people that their applications were perfect apart from their lack of experience, but surely it is better to hire someone who is perfect for the job and train/ prepare them for the job, than to hire someone who has experience but will take much longer to train because they know nothing about the subject at hand. I just don't see how companies and businesses think it is easier to do this.
Thanks for reading,
Alie :) x
Thursday 6 September 2012
Royal Mail.....
Hey, okay, someone reccomended I blog about the royal mail.. I liked this suggestion because I have quite a bit to say on the matter.
In May this year, I sent a package to my friend who lives far away. She wasn't in to recieve the package on the day it arrived, so it went back to her post office. A few days later, she was available to pick it up, but when she arrived at her post office, she was informed that the package had been sent off to the "main office" in belfast and that the person who sent the package would have to fill in a form to get the package back before it was incinerated. We both checked out the rules for keeping a package and found out that a post office have to keep a package for eighteen days before it is sent off for incineration. I sent off the form to get the package back, and also complained on the Royal mail website, but did not get a reply from either. Four months on, I've heard nothing back, and by november, the package will be incinerated.. So that's my first gripe.
My second, is that whenever I got to pick up a package from the post office, who ever is manning the desk is always extremely rude. I don't think i've ever once politely been asked to give the person on desk my delivery card, and my packages are almost always practically thrown at me.
Thirdly, I can't tell you the amount of times my post has arrived at 7/8 o'clock in the evening. I'm pretty sure this isn't normal and that my postman is either nocturnal or just doesn't own a watch.. or maybe has no sense of time, or light, i don't know. Either way, post at eight o'clock in the evening is ridiculous.
Okay, I think i'm done with the ranting for now..
Sorry..
Thanks for reading!
Alie :) x
In May this year, I sent a package to my friend who lives far away. She wasn't in to recieve the package on the day it arrived, so it went back to her post office. A few days later, she was available to pick it up, but when she arrived at her post office, she was informed that the package had been sent off to the "main office" in belfast and that the person who sent the package would have to fill in a form to get the package back before it was incinerated. We both checked out the rules for keeping a package and found out that a post office have to keep a package for eighteen days before it is sent off for incineration. I sent off the form to get the package back, and also complained on the Royal mail website, but did not get a reply from either. Four months on, I've heard nothing back, and by november, the package will be incinerated.. So that's my first gripe.
My second, is that whenever I got to pick up a package from the post office, who ever is manning the desk is always extremely rude. I don't think i've ever once politely been asked to give the person on desk my delivery card, and my packages are almost always practically thrown at me.
Thirdly, I can't tell you the amount of times my post has arrived at 7/8 o'clock in the evening. I'm pretty sure this isn't normal and that my postman is either nocturnal or just doesn't own a watch.. or maybe has no sense of time, or light, i don't know. Either way, post at eight o'clock in the evening is ridiculous.
Okay, I think i'm done with the ranting for now..
Sorry..
Thanks for reading!
Alie :) x
Wednesday 5 September 2012
People these days.
Okay, so I felt like a new post and a little rant was a bit overdue.
To be honest, I'm just absoloutely sick of some types of people in this world.
I had a situation a little while ago, where I was faced with a huge amount of hostillity from a follower on twitter. I'm not usually the sort of person to be bothered by this, but the person that 'attacked' me, never gave a reason as to why she was 'attacking' me. I tried to ask what i'd done, but she told me it 'didn't matter' and carried on ranting. She even went as far as to bring someone i'm very fond of into the conversation, telling me she would get him involved. That matter is over now, I never did find out why she wanted to attack me, but I unfollowed her and went about my life.
That situation no longer matters, I actually started writing this in may this year, but have since re-written it a few times. I'd like to move on now, to another thing that bothers me about people these days.
I may sound like an old lady or something right now, but would it kill people to be polite?
I was out with my Nan the other day, and I was shocked by how rudely people treated us. While we were in a shop, I won't name fingers and point names, a member of staff pushed my nan out of the way to reach the counter instead of politely asking her to "excuse" her. The same staff member did the same on their way back out of the counter and proceeded to smile when I said "excuse you". Later, when we were leaving the shop, I held the door for my nan and the woman behind her, when five people walked into the shop without even nodding at me for holding the door. Is it wrong to ask for a little acknowlegement for being polite, really?
Lastly for todays rant, why do people feel the need to brag and boast about every little thing? Just because some of us don't choose to shout about our fortunate moments to the rest of the world, doesn't mean we don't experience them. I guess what I'm trying to put across, is that I don't mind hearing about the amazing things that happen to people, in fact, I find it lovely to hear the nice things that happen to people, but i do not enjoy listening to people constantly sneer and brag about their fortunes.
Thanks for reading, I hope some of you can relate to this..
Alie :) x
That situation no longer matters, I actually started writing this in may this year, but have since re-written it a few times. I'd like to move on now, to another thing that bothers me about people these days.
I may sound like an old lady or something right now, but would it kill people to be polite?
I was out with my Nan the other day, and I was shocked by how rudely people treated us. While we were in a shop, I won't name fingers and point names, a member of staff pushed my nan out of the way to reach the counter instead of politely asking her to "excuse" her. The same staff member did the same on their way back out of the counter and proceeded to smile when I said "excuse you". Later, when we were leaving the shop, I held the door for my nan and the woman behind her, when five people walked into the shop without even nodding at me for holding the door. Is it wrong to ask for a little acknowlegement for being polite, really?
Lastly for todays rant, why do people feel the need to brag and boast about every little thing? Just because some of us don't choose to shout about our fortunate moments to the rest of the world, doesn't mean we don't experience them. I guess what I'm trying to put across, is that I don't mind hearing about the amazing things that happen to people, in fact, I find it lovely to hear the nice things that happen to people, but i do not enjoy listening to people constantly sneer and brag about their fortunes.
Thanks for reading, I hope some of you can relate to this..
Alie :) x
Thursday 26 January 2012
Simple Plan 8/6/2011
I thought i'd share with you all something I wrote last year on a different website.. It's about my experience seeing simple plan live, I'm pretty pleased with the writing of this, it's probably got typo's and god knows what else, but, it conveys the scene and my emotions, i think.. :)
Well..
On the 8th of june 2011, I went to see my favourite band, Simple Plan, Play live.
It was probably the best day of my life so far. I enjoyed it so much, and here are the reasons why..
Firstly, the music was absolutely amazing.. I've always loved every single one of their songs, but the way they sound live, just made me love them even more. The band sounded so amazing, and the way they interacted with the crowd was just so inspiring, especially to someone like me, who wants to be able to perform that well at that level in the future. Pierre's voice sounded perfect, as usual, and when he came into the crowd, all you could hear were girls screaming (including myself, i think i said "I LOVE YOU PIERRE!!!") as they managed to touch some part of him, even just for a few seconds, it was like their lives had been made by one moment of magic. I know mine was.
Besides that point. I was stoked just to be there, to see my favourite band playing amazing music live, that would've been enough for me. To touch pierre (& hold his hand :D!) was an added Bonus, because i never imagined we would get as close as we did, and as much as I sit and wish that I could meet simple plan (and maybe even have a little sing song with them ;)), even if i never get to do that, i'll always have this memory of seeing them live (and hopefully many more memories of that in the future).
The band make you feel a part of something special, in everything they do. They always try to involve their fans in everything as much as possible, and it's such an inspiring thing to see. When they played live, I felt as if I were a part of something really special, I felt as if I fit in somewhere for once & as if the crowd and the band were all just a part of a big family.. & not many bands can make you feel that.
These guys are absolutely amazing. They have no clue what they mean to me, or any of their fans & how much their music & themselves have influenced peoples lives. I hope that one day, I can do something that will show them how gratefull i am..
I love those guys :')
Well..
On the 8th of june 2011, I went to see my favourite band, Simple Plan, Play live.
It was probably the best day of my life so far. I enjoyed it so much, and here are the reasons why..
Firstly, the music was absolutely amazing.. I've always loved every single one of their songs, but the way they sound live, just made me love them even more. The band sounded so amazing, and the way they interacted with the crowd was just so inspiring, especially to someone like me, who wants to be able to perform that well at that level in the future. Pierre's voice sounded perfect, as usual, and when he came into the crowd, all you could hear were girls screaming (including myself, i think i said "I LOVE YOU PIERRE!!!") as they managed to touch some part of him, even just for a few seconds, it was like their lives had been made by one moment of magic. I know mine was.
Besides that point. I was stoked just to be there, to see my favourite band playing amazing music live, that would've been enough for me. To touch pierre (& hold his hand :D!) was an added Bonus, because i never imagined we would get as close as we did, and as much as I sit and wish that I could meet simple plan (and maybe even have a little sing song with them ;)), even if i never get to do that, i'll always have this memory of seeing them live (and hopefully many more memories of that in the future).
The band make you feel a part of something special, in everything they do. They always try to involve their fans in everything as much as possible, and it's such an inspiring thing to see. When they played live, I felt as if I were a part of something really special, I felt as if I fit in somewhere for once & as if the crowd and the band were all just a part of a big family.. & not many bands can make you feel that.
These guys are absolutely amazing. They have no clue what they mean to me, or any of their fans & how much their music & themselves have influenced peoples lives. I hope that one day, I can do something that will show them how gratefull i am..
I love those guys :')
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