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Monday, 14 March 2016


I know I know, I clearly have a problem, or am so vain that I probably think this post is about me.

I have started a new blog

For those of you not keeping count this makes a total of 6 Blogs I have floating around the interweb and roughly 12 if you include all of the academic ones too.

But this one is completely different I swear!

To begin with it's on Wordpress which is different and shiny and new for me (considering more than a quarter of my blogs are on blogger).

It's got a snazzy name, as most of my blogs do, and even though if you worked hard enough you could trace the blog back to me, I'm trying to keep it anonymous - to a certain degree.

This one is solely focused on TV, Film and my navigation of the industry, naturally all told with my unique sense of humour and witticism.

So yeah, check it out and subscribe via email or I believe you can do it through Blogger. Or I completely made that up - who knows.

Shamelessly plugged the link all over this post just in case you miss it!

Friend Ditcher

I've been doing this for years and I can't help myself, and in all honesty I don't see it as a bad thing.

Sometimes its a slow festering well thought out plan. Other times it comes to me out of the blue.

Like I was sat in bed watching something on YouTube completely unrelated, and one of the voices in my head says to me; You're finished with A and B. And as always, the voice was right. I guess the voice echoes a subconscious thought perhaps? I don't know.

Anyway like I said, this happens often, and by often I mean every 3-5 years depending on how long I've known someone. Normally it boils down to the fact that I end up not entirely being myself around them, we don't catch the same vibe so we're wasting time being friends in the long run, or they are just annoying beyond words and no amount of talking it out or ignoring it helps. I honestly respect myself too much to waste my time and money meeting up/going out with people I don't like any more, or who I would have faded away from in the long run

Obviously there are logical reasons involved, I don't blindly listen to the voices in my head, I'll have you know that I happen to be a high functioning psychopath.

So what do you think? Am I just a quitter? Am I just incredibly mean, or does someone out there actually relate or at least have a semblance of understanding for the point I'm trying to convey?

You can't tell how much of the side talk was real can you?
Yeah. Me neither.
Or me.

Thursday, 10 March 2016

Blog Challenge: Day 15 - Where Will You Be In 5 Years

Well I will be 29 which is exciting.

It's March so I could potentially be on holiday as its a nice month for a not so spontaneous break.

Technicals aside; I will have been in the position at the company (that I am working for in five years time) for at least three years, and be preparing to move forward internationally.

Would 1000% have my own place come hell or high water, and potentially a dog.

You can clearly see that my main goals in life involve my career, travel, and moving out.

Sunday, 6 March 2016

Blog Challenge: Day 14 - 3 Healthy Habits

Vegetarian Experimentation aside (which is still going strong by the way) I actually really like vegetables, enjoy drinking water, love salads, hate salty foods and I don't tend to eat a lot of fried foods either.

I like to think this balances out my vast sugar intake

Why Speak When No One Is Listening?

One of my set of friends is me and two guys - well actually I think I have two sets like this but with these two in particular, they never listen to anything I say.

It's not on purpose they just don't hear me when I speak and so I have stopped speaking. And by that I mean, I will chime into a conversation with an opinion or a word of agreement, but  I don't bother telling them anything about myself. We maybe see each other once a month or once every few months depending on our schedules, it's nice as there's no pressure which is what  I look for with all my friends.

Anyways I like to randomly test them to see if they'll pick up any hints I throw.

"B has gone to Prague for a few days and it's funny because I just got back"

They were like; oh yeah I saw B's snapchat/she posted a pick on facebook. Then they moved on to something about themselves, not picking up on me saying I just got back.

I know you are reading this and thinking; Just tell them you went away, or just bring up something about yourself.

There are two reasons why I don't
1) It actually just more fun for me this way
2) I am a very private person (despite typing out life events on a blog) and so if I don't have to tell you something then I won't. If you ask I might but then again I might evade the question completely.

I like hanging out with these guys, we do get on - mostly - and whether you want to call them selfish or me closed off is irrelevant because at the end of the day I'm sure I've said this before but; I never shout to be heard, if your listening you can hear what I'm saying just fine.

Label Me Crazy

Why do I always get strange looks when I mention that I am doing something alone?
Whether it's going away, going to the cinema, going for a run, going for some food, going for a drive.
I literally cannot catch a break from humans whose jaws drop in shock horror, whose heads shake in disbelief, whose eyes glaze over as they fail to understand.

Why do I have to have a companion I neither want nor need?

Why is doing something by ones self seen as such a rarity. An oddity.

You're born alone and you die alone.

I'm not putting down people who have to have someone at their side for every menial task (even though I would be the one whose eyes glaze over as I fail to understand) It's just slightly concerning that everyone is so reliant on others. You won't see a film you've been dying to watch because no one will go with you so you wait until it's out on DVD instead of just buying a ticket for one. etc etc etc

I love my own company and there is nothing wrong with that, I always have an I always will, if anything it's made me strong willed, I have never been perceptible to peer pressure, or followed the crowd, I do what I want when I want and don't have to explain myself to anybody.

It's a freeing life worth trying, even if you start by seeing a film alone.

How Did You Find Your First Day?

Questions I hate

Like wtf am I supposed to say? Because it as sure as hell isn't what I'm actually thinking which tends to be along the lines of; It was unnecessarily long, I could do this shit in my sleep and y'all are some boring ass colleagues.

I'm so used to first days at different places for different periods of times it no longer has an effect on me. My friend said it helps you become fearless, and she was right although I hadn't considered it before.


Spoiler Alert: This post will be mush

So one of my favourite numbers is 23 and I figured that the year I turned 23 would be an amazing year.

It wasn't.

It wasn't terrible but it wasn't the picture I had painted, but that's okay because life loves a good laugh at my expense and I just roll with the punches.

23 I think was a lot about learning, and it wasn't until February that I realised that. I learnt a lot about the career path  I want to head down, about the people I associate with and allowed the person I know I am to be front and centre.

You're never to old, young or experienced to learn, as we are being taught even when we don't realise it. So yeah. Goodbye 23 and thanks for the lessons learnt that will continue to transcend into 24 and beyond.

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