tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171286894893836292023-11-15T07:07:56.916-08:00At 24 am I a career has been?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02216429820735711744noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-617128689489383629.post-35765852081045147122012-08-24T03:06:00.003-07:002012-08-24T03:06:40.977-07:00Family<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px;">I haven't yet written a blog about my family. I don't know why, the subject matter was just never at the forefront of my mind while I was pondering what to write about on the particular days we<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">n</span> I managed to update my blog<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span> but for whatever reason<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span> today my family is<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;"> at</span> the forefront of my mind<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span> and I<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">'m</span> think<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">ing</span> about them a lot. </span><br style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px;" /><br style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px;">I guess I have a couple of varying definitions of family that I work with<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span> and these definitions are very personal to me<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span> as I am sure your definition of family is personal to you. I have my direct family<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span> which consists of my mum, my sister and my brother<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span> and my two nieces who are all very dear to me. We all get <span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">o</span>n very well and we know that each of us is there for the other<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span> even if we don't talk every<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;"> </span>day. It has even got to the point whe<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">n</span> my mum ha<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">s</span> text<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">ed</span>me to check that I'm still alive as it ha<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">s</span> been a while since I ha<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">ve</span> spoken to her, but I know that this doesn't mean we love each other any less<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span> it just means we haven't spoken for a while<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span> that's all.</span><br style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px;" /><br style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px;">I then have my extended family<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">, all of</span> who<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">m</span> are equally dear to me<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span> and, again, I know<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">they </span>would be there for me whenever I needed them. These consist of my nan, granddad, aunties, uncles and cousins. As before<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span> I don't see them all the time<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span> but I always make the effort to see them when the family is having a big occasion or if someone is in need of support at an event. Most recently this was at my cousin Lily's street dance competition. </span><br style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px;" /><br style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px;">I guess that my family are at the forefront of my mind today<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span> because I was offered a job at the Bristol hippodrome<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">.</span> <span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">M</span>y mum was the first person I called about it<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span> an<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">d</span> probably the first person I would think to call for all my major life events.</span></span>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02216429820735711744noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-617128689489383629.post-64557373214110348272012-08-23T04:05:00.001-07:002012-08-23T04:05:41.118-07:00My Emotional State<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"><br class="Apple-interchange-newline" />I've been trying to write a blog on emotion<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span> but<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;"> I feel like I've</span> failed. I never usually start a blog with a title. The title usually comes as<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;"> I'm writing and</span> has something to do with what the blog is about<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span> but <span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">this time, </span>I tried starting with the title '<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">E</span>motion'. <span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">I </span>wr<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">o</span>te a couple of lines<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span> but it started to<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;"> sound too</span> much like an essay rather then a blog post. After all that is what a blog is isn't it<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">, m</span>y emotions pretty much laid bare for anyone who clicks onto my blog to read<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">?</span></span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;">I mentioned in my <a href="http://simonpscott.blogspot.co.uk/2012/08/missing-in-action.html"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">M</span>issing <span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">I</span>n <span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">A</span>ction</a> blog that I was feeling on a bit of a downward spiral at the moment, and<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;"> that</span> the total feeling of a loss of control over my life scared me. I was encouraged to write about it<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span> which is why I set out a title much to my failing<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span> but there was another reason that I couldn't/didn't write<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;"> about my emotions</span>. How am I meant to convey any emotion in words to somebody else when I have absolutely no idea why I felt that way<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span> and I pretty much still don't<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">?</span>There was no reason for me to feel sad or <span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">for me to </span>lose control as much as I did over my own life<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span> and yet I did<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span> and in some ways still <span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">I am still sad, and I am still out of control</span>. I'm not going to make excuses for it as what I'm feeling is for me to feel<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">, just as </span>your<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;"> feelings are yours to deal with,</span> and yes it did make me feel a little better to try to explain <span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">things</span> to you<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span> even <span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">if I</span> mostly I didn't really have an explanation at all<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">.</span> <span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">W</span>e all feel our emotions in our own personal ways<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span> and I won't judge you for yours if you won't judge me for mine. </span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;">I guess what's left to do now is to resolve <span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">them, </span>to gain control over my life<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span> and take charge <span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">so that I don't</span> let that control slip away again<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">. After all, it's all</span> to<span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">o </span>easily done.</span>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02216429820735711744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-617128689489383629.post-23815264362107063772012-08-21T05:46:00.002-07:002012-08-21T05:46:21.367-07:00When technology fails<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 17px;">I had to go without an iPhone for most of today</span><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20px;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">.</span></span><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 17px;"> </span><span style="background-color: white;"></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">F</span><span style="line-height: 17px;">or any of you that have never lived through this terror</span><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span><span style="line-height: 17px;"> it's honestly very annoying. </span><br style="line-height: 17px;" /><br style="line-height: 17px;" /><span style="line-height: 17px;">I was talking to the guy at the apple desk about how much we forget how often we use our phones everyday. I'm writing this with the assumption that the majority of you will own, if not an iPhone, you will at least be in the possession of a smartphone of one make or another. Anyway</span><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span><span style="line-height: 17px;"> without my phone I was completely lost. The simpl</span><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">e</span><span style="line-height: 17px;"> task of being able to check the time had suddenly become difficult. I used my phone for this. Due to my iPhone dying</span><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span><span style="line-height: 17px;"> I had to go out and buy an alarm clock. I used to own an alarm clock as a kid</span><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span><span style="line-height: 17px;"> I'm sure</span><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span><span style="line-height: 17px;">like most of you probably did</span><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span><span style="line-height: 17px;"> but </span><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">I</span><span style="line-height: 17px;"> sure don't own one anymore</span><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">.</span><span style="line-height: 17px;"> </span><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">W</span><span style="line-height: 17px;">hy? What's the point</span><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">?</span><span style="line-height: 17px;"> I have a clock on my phone</span><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;"> and</span><span style="line-height: 17px;"> I constantly have my phone on me</span><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">, so</span><span style="line-height: 17px;"> what need d</span><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">o</span><span style="line-height: 17px;"> I have </span><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">of</span><span style="line-height: 17px;"> another device to do something that my phone was quite happy to do for me</span><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span><span style="line-height: 17px;"> among a million other things that I could just not get by without. </span><br style="line-height: 17px;" /><br style="line-height: 17px;" /><span style="line-height: 17px;">Another simpl</span><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">e</span><span style="line-height: 17px;"> task was the joy of listening to music. Again, as my iPod broke last month, all my music was on my phone. I didn</span><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">'</span><span style="line-height: 17px;">t need to spend money on another device when again my phone was so readily available to be able to do it for me. </span><br style="line-height: 17px;" /><br style="line-height: 17px;" /><span style="line-height: 17px;">Just two examples of how I</span><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span><span style="line-height: 17px;"> and I believe as a general population we are very reliant on technology</span><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span><span style="line-height: 17px;"> and without it I feel like I live in the dark ages.</span></span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02216429820735711744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-617128689489383629.post-65911715074324925882012-08-20T14:52:00.001-07:002012-08-20T14:52:18.608-07:00Technology<br />
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my phone, the internet... hell even technology in general, but there are times
when I can't be bothered with any of it. If I have my phone on me at work I
usually end up running down the battery playing around on Facebook, twitter or
any of the many apps I have happened to download. The main culprit is usually
googling whatever topic is being discussed at the time, but sometimes I just
want to throw it all away and not bother with any of it. This isn't all the
time obviously as without Facebook or twitter how would I know what was going
on in the world or in many cases on Facebook get invited to nights out. We all
know there are many other ways I could get invited to an event, but Facebook
seems to be what my friends use to invite me so if I didn't have it I do feel
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<span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #1f1f1f; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">But I'm honestly ok If I'm not
constantly attached to my phone. Sometimess I like some time off. I have a
different iPod so I do not have to see all my Facebook notifications etc when
I’m in the gym, so I can just clear my mind and concentrate on my workout, and
nine times out of ten its not as if anyone has contacted me the whole time I
have been in the gym so I honestly don’t need my phone anyway. Sometimes I do
enjoy the fact that no-one has bothered to contact me all day, and I can just
have my own space, be alone with my thoughts, and have time in my own company
where I can just let me be me. Then again, after a day or so of that I just want
to be around other people again. I’m happy to be alone at times, but other
times, put a glass of wine in my hand and put me in some decent company and I’m
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02216429820735711744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-617128689489383629.post-49254251607648407882012-08-19T10:50:00.001-07:002012-08-19T10:50:23.883-07:00Missing in Action<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;">Some of you may have noticed that my blog has kin</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">da</span></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"> been MIA recently</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"> and I'm really sorry about that. I'm not sure exactly why I have been MIA, </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">but </span></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;">currently I have been on a downward spiral and have</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;"> lost</span></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"> the motivation for almost everything in my life. This has led not only </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">to me </span></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;">not updating my blog</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">, but also to</span></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">me</span></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"> leaving the virtual world with all my errant thoughts and feelings.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;">This downward spiral has not only led to me neglecting my blog but in no uncertain terms has led to me neglecting myself in terms of my diet. I've completely forgotten about it. I've eaten what I've liked and have even narked off the occasional gym session</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"> complaining of lethargy and a</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;">general lack of motivation to go. </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">In the last few months, t</span></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;">his has led to me putting on a stone of the five stone I had managed to lose. This means that my gut hangs out far more then it did before</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"> and the nice clothes I bought are a bit tighter then they once were.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">I did,</span></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"> however</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;"> receive</span></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"> one b</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">i</span></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;">t of good news yesterday. I go an interview for a job at my local theatre</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"> the Bristol hippodrome</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"> so things are looking up</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"><span style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"> and I resolve to do better.</span>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02216429820735711744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-617128689489383629.post-42733660528708559802012-07-26T13:08:00.001-07:002012-07-26T13:08:14.768-07:00Defining Love and Family<br />
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blog about this. I had my friends round my house for a couple of drinks, when I
say a couple by this point I had almost polished off two bottles of wine, and
we started on a discussion about love and family! Different dictionary
definitions and our own personal definitions on the ideas of love and family!
We seem to disagree on what family and love means. Everyone has different
definitions and this is what we use to define ourselves and our belief systems.
I may be drunk, but I do have to write this down before I forget about this and
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my mum, sister, brother, my nieces and my mum’s side of the family as they are
the only people who I get to speak to on a regular basis. I haven't considered
my father as family in over five years since we stopped talking. I wouldn't
consider my father and his side of the family as family, because I don’t know them
a well as my mum’s family, but others would as they talk to their fathers, and
their fathers still play vital roles in their lives. We were also pondering the
idea of being in love, but also when you consider your other-half’s family as
family yourself. My friend Chris would have considered himself as part of his
girlfriend’s family before he even decided to get engaged to her. My other
friend Rachael, who hasn't been with her boyfriend Mark for as long would not
consider his family as her family until
she got married to him, because without that bit of paper there is nothing
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not in love with my friends, but sometimes I do feel that the word love is used
so easily. I love my family, but that is a totally different kind of love from
the love I have for my friends, and it would be a different kind of love again
from when I fall ‘in love’. I would not use the words ‘in love’ until I
actually have the feelings that I'm in love with someone, but I would say that
I love my friends but I'm not ‘in love’ with my friends, and who would know
that ‘in’ word would change the definition of the word love so certainly and so
completely. The way we use words is as important as one insignificant word can
change the meaning of our sentence so completely. </span></span><span style="color: windowtext; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: #0400; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-language: X-NONE; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: #0400;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02216429820735711744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-617128689489383629.post-71425450996984331942012-07-25T02:24:00.003-07:002012-07-25T02:26:51.023-07:00A blog about Confidence<div style="text-indent: 0px;">
<span style="background-color: white; text-indent: -18pt;">I </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1f1f1f; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -18pt;">was reading my </span><a href="http://www.nicolavincent-abnett.com/2012/06/on-subject-of-corsets.html" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -18pt;">Auntie Nicola’s blog</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #1f1f1f; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 115%; text-indent: -18pt;"> the other day, where she was talking about corsets and how good it made
her feel to wear one, and how people wouldn't like it if she posted a picture
of herself in a corset, because some may see that as degrading. I say hey fair
play to her for actually posting the picture of herself on her blog for all to
see, for me that is true confidence. To put yourself out there on the Internet
for others to judge you without truly caring what people actually think of you,
I honestly think is brilliant.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #1f1f1f; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I guess the equivalent for me would be to post a picture of
myself in my boxers, but I can promise you this simply wouldn’t happen. I do
hope that maybe one day I would feel comfortable to do this, not so that other
people could look at it and think I was hot, although I’m not saying that wouldn’t
be nice, but just to say I’ve had the confidence to do it and hell yeah I look
good.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #1f1f1f; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Now I have probably already explored my
wavering confidence levels in this blog, but I always believed it was because I
was fat that my confidence was low. Now I have started to believe I was fat
because, quite simply, I wanted to be fat. I could have put the fork down at any time,
I could have eaten better and done things like eaten an apple instead of a bag
of chocolates. The same is true of how I lost weight. I lost over four stone
because I wanted to. I did it on my own terms, and I did it for myself and not
for someone else. If you are doing it for someone else the likelihood is that
you will fail because you have no drive to do it for yourself, and without the
drive what is the point? You have to commit yourself to a complete
lifestyle change and not just a crash diet or something similar, as the moment
you come off that diet and start eating the same way you did before the crash
diet the likelihood is you will put on all the weight you have worked so hard
to lose, and all the effort you put in
would just be wasted.</span></span><span style="color: windowtext; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02216429820735711744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-617128689489383629.post-16296330320621298632012-07-21T12:30:00.001-07:002012-07-21T12:30:26.756-07:00Don't call me normal.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #1f1f1f; line-height: 115%;">If there is a word that annoys
me more than any other word it has to be the word ‘normal’. Nothing is normal
these days and nor should any of us strive to be described of as normal.
Describe me as normal and I would consider it an insult. Normality is such an
irrelevant term these days as everyone is different; everyone has their own
likes and dislikes, sets of beliefs etc. What is normal for me may not
necessarily be normal for you, and that's ok because I'm me and you're you so
of course we are going to be different.</span><span style="color: #1f1f1f; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #1f1f1f; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It's this struggle to be
normal and anything viewed as not normal makes us angry and I believe this is
where most bigotry and hatred springs from. We are scared of what is different,
but the differences between us are surely what make living so brilliant! It is
our unwillingness to accept what is different that makes many of us clash and
from which hatred breeds. If we were all just willing to accept each others’
differences and even try to understand them would the world not be a more
peaceful place? The differences between belief systems are what has sparked
many civil and World wars, and on a personal level,what got me bullied at
school was being different. I was in no sense of the word a ‘boy’. I didn’t do
sport, I wasn’t that macho and most of my friends were girls instead of boys. I
also think it was the unwillingness to accept my own difference that made
others not accept the differences they so obviously saw in me, which led other
kids to bully me. If I had the strength to accept the differences about myself
and was a lot more proud of who I was at the time the bullies would have had
nothing to use against me to hurt me and would have moved onto someone else.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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with me. Yes I'd be an amazing friend to myself and we'd have loads in common
but I would never challenge myself or be open to other opinions or have my
opinions challenged by others. I need difference to survive, to grow and to
create. </span></span><span style="color: windowtext; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: #0400; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-language: X-NONE; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: #0400;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02216429820735711744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-617128689489383629.post-77267615149076185832012-07-20T05:48:00.001-07:002012-07-20T05:48:23.605-07:00Frustration<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #1f1f1f; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I have mentioned before that I
am frustrated with my job as a minimum wage employee of a cinema chain, but
after letting that frustration get the better of me yesterday, I ended up
having a massive rant to one of the team leaders that was on shift with me. She simply
told me that my frustration at the job was actually a good thing and instead of
using that frustration to just simply be angry at things I can't change I
should be using that frustration as the driving force to make my life better
and to put things into motion for me to make my life go in the direction I want
it to. She reminded me that while there are worse jobs that I could be doing
there are also a lot better jobs out there where I would be appreciated and
where I would be happy. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #1f1f1f; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">True, I have no idea what this
is at the moment, but I am starting to think that there are people in worse
positions then I am. There are people with truly no direction in life or who
are quite simply unemployed and desperate for work. I should be glad that I
have a job that if in no other way is a tether to the entertainment industry, an
industry I am desperate to crack. As to what I want to go into within the
entertainment industry I don’t know as yet, but I do think that it’s definitely
an industry I want to get into. I have no desire to be on stage or indeed in
front of a camera as firstly I may suffer a little stage fright and I honestly
do not know how people ever watch themselves on screen without constantly
cringing. You always look different on camera. I honestly think the camera is a
harsh mistress who picks on and shines a light on any flaw you have, but I
guess this is also why make-up artists and similar are such an important part
of movie sets, so they can cover up all your blemishes and flaws to make
artists positively sparkle in front of a camera, but this is still not for me.
I think I would be happy behind the scenes in some sort of production/assistant
capacity. I enjoy organisation and honestly think that when I see it on
television programmes where they have an assistant who tells people where they
have to be and when etc that I could definitely start there. </span></span><span style="color: windowtext; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: #0400; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-language: X-NONE; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: #0400;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02216429820735711744noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-617128689489383629.post-45791663381457726222012-07-18T06:42:00.004-07:002012-07-18T06:42:53.128-07:00Being a little bit selfish<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #1f1f1f; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I was watching the film ”The Devil
Wears Prada” with my housemate over a couple bottles of wine, and there is this
point in the film that really resonated with me. Anne Hathaway chose to go to
Paris over the other assistant, played by Emily Blunt, who was meant to go. It made me wonder if I would take an
opportunity over a friend/colleague who was expecting to be chosen for it, and
the only answer I could come up with at the time was yes, yes I would. I would
be very sorry for my friend who didn't get the opportunity, and who would
probably resent me for it for years to come, but if it gave me a chance to
fulfil my dream and to move forward in
what I wanted to do why wouldn't I take the opportunity? I’d hope that my
friend would forgive me in time, that they would understand that it's what I
needed to do to further my career, and if they didn’t I guess I would have to
ask whether we were ever really friends at all. I know that this make me sound
a little bit mean, but I am in that place at the moment where any opportunity I
may be invited to join, I'm pretty much going to take it no matter who I am
likely to step on in the process, because it's time to start thinking about
what I want to do in my life before my time has well and truly passed me by and
I am truly stuck in a rut. I know it’s a rut of my own making, but maybe it’s
time that I did think about me and what I want for a change, and to do that
don’t I just need to be that little bit selfish and take that opportunity away
from you? </span></span><span style="color: windowtext; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: #0400; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-language: X-NONE; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: #0400;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02216429820735711744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-617128689489383629.post-9284355324240520682012-07-16T14:09:00.004-07:002012-07-16T14:09:56.961-07:00What makes you stand out from a crowd?<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span">Me and a friend were talking about this at another friend</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">'</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">s house party when we were d</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">iscussing</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> applying for jobs and trying to get opportunities. People employ you for who you are just as much as they employ you for your educational background and your skill set. Your personality plays a huge part in why you get the job. So what is it that quintessentially makes you you? What sells you to other people? What is the unique selling point that is going to make you stand out in an interview against the hundred other people that they may have interviewed that day</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">?</span><br style="line-height: 20px;" /><br style="line-height: 20px;" /><span class="ecxApple-style-span">So</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> I pondered </span><span style="line-height: 20px;">for</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> a while</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> what makes me me and there were so many things that make up who I am as there is with everyone else</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> but I am unsure as to which </span><span style="line-height: 20px;">of</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> these would make me stand out to a potential employer</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> and make them want to employ me above anyone else. I guess this is going to take some more pondering</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> but I am willing to figure this out and use it to drive my career forward.</span></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02216429820735711744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-617128689489383629.post-68780006064746427412012-07-14T16:30:00.003-07:002012-07-14T16:30:43.790-07:00The importance of friends<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> I forget how important friends can be. I ended up going out with a friend</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> who I used to work with</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> who now live</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">s</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> in London. Forgetting she works for a production company</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> I never even considered using her as a point of contact to get some experience in an industry I really would like to get into. So we got round to catching up the other night at the </span><span style="line-height: 20px;">A</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">pple </span><span style="line-height: 20px;">Ci</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">der </span><span style="line-height: 20px;">B</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">oat in Bristol</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> and eventually got round to discussing her job. She is what is known as a runner</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> </span><span style="line-height: 20px;">s</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">o basically she gets tea and coffee etc for people</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> but according to her that is how everyone starts and at least it would be a start. Anyway</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> she said that I should send her my cv and she would then send it on to other people in her company</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> and try to get me some work experience</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> which would be awesome as her company works on the likes of TOWIE and The Apprentice. It's a foot in the door</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> so to spe</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">ak,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> and a start for me</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> which is what I have been striving for. It's not much</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> but it is a start</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> so I'm happy. </span></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02216429820735711744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-617128689489383629.post-91707225574189251642012-07-12T17:25:00.001-07:002012-07-12T17:25:37.027-07:00How do you meet people?<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> How do you meet new people when your social circle is so close</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">-</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">knit that you don't really know how to meet people. I would say that I</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">'</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">m a pretty social person or at least would li</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">ke</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> to think that I am</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> and would like to think that I have the ability to make friends and meet new people pretty easily</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> but the only new people I am ever really introduced to </span><span style="line-height: 20px;">is</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> when </span><span style="line-height: 20px;">new </span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">people start at work. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br style="line-height: 20px;" /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span">So</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> my social circle pretty much consists of people that I meet at work. I work with these people and I go out with people from work</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> and if I do anything outside of work it's with people from work</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> which can sometimes make it feel ha</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">rd</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> to meet new people who aren't from work and can make it pretty scary to even consider leaving your job</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">because </span><span style="line-height: 20px;">of concerns</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> that your social circle is going to crumble if you don't see the same people everyday. It's nice to like the people that you work with</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> a</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">n</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">d honestly they are a great group of people to work with and hang out with. If t</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">he</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">y weren</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">'</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">t I wouldn't hang out with them half as much as I do</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> because I just would</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">n'</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">t bother with people I didn</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">'</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">t like unless I absolutely had to or it was for work reasons</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> because then I am able to muster up a professional courtesy towards people. So</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> it feels really hard to meet new people and make contacts in life</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> but how do I c</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">hange</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">this</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">?</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> I should take the opportunity to get new hobbies, go to things I'm invited to even if I'm the only on invited</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> and make an effort to speak to people</span><span style="line-height: 20px;">.</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> I guess you never know who you are going to meet if only you are willing to take the chance.</span></span><br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02216429820735711744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-617128689489383629.post-278000399508088672012-07-11T16:44:00.001-07:002012-07-11T16:44:07.000-07:00Red Lights: A Review<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Without turning my blog into a film critique blog</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> as there are many out there who do it a lot better then </span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">me,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> and are probably </span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">more </span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">qualified to do it th</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">a</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">n I am</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> I do enjoy updating you about films I have watched and films I would recommend to you. I have a problem at the cinema that I can make any film sound shit. Honestly</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> I have a habit of making any film sound li</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">k</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">e something I don't want to watch</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> but </span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">I'</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">m much better a</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">t </span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">expressing </span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">my thoughts on </span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">those films when I have time to write about </span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">them</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br style="line-height: 20px;" /><span class="ecxApple-style-span">So</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> </span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">'R</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">ed </span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">L</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">ights</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">'</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> for anyone who doesn't kno</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">w, </span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">i</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">s</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> basically about two doctora</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">l students</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> trying to disprove the ex</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">i</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">stence of paranormal events. </span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">T</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">hey refer to themselves </span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">as professional sceptics</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> in the film. </span><br style="line-height: 20px;" /><span class="ecxApple-style-span"><br /></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span">Now this film has some brilliant players in the form of Robert de </span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">N</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">iro, </span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">S</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">i</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">g</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">o</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">u</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">rney </span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">W</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">eaver and one of my favourite actors </span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">C</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">ill</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">i</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">an Murphy. They all give excellent performances</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">, which</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> makes for a really interesting film. </span><br style="line-height: 20px;" /><span class="ecxApple-style-span"><br /></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span">In my opinion, </span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">Cill</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">i</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">an </span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">M</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">urphy gave one of the best performances in the film</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> but I don't feel that I could give a description of why without giving away the plot</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">.</span><br style="line-height: 20px;" /><span class="ecxApple-style-span">Some people came away from this film saying it was crap</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> and I can sort of see why</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> but for me it was really interesting and visually was actually quite stunning. Some of the effects used in it</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span"> although nothing that has</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"> been seen before</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">,</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"> were well done and well executed and really added to the film. The storyline was also quite cleve and made me want to see it again because I left feeling a little bit confused about what was actually going on and feeling that if I went to see it again I might pick up on plot points that </span><span class="ecxApple-style-span">I</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"> missed on the first watch.</span></span><br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02216429820735711744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-617128689489383629.post-3140764270956788362012-07-11T16:41:00.002-07:002012-07-11T16:41:57.217-07:00Rock of Ages: Review<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Rock of ages is about a small town girl who moves to Hollywood in order to pursue her dreams as a singer and the trials and tribulations she encounters on the way to fulfilling her dream.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">I have been to see rock of ages twice at the cinema now and am planning on going to see it a third </span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">time </span></span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">for a few simple reasons</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">.</span></span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"> I am a massive fan of musicals and even more so when they have been adapted into a film version</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">.</span></span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"> I like to see actors who don't sing as their profession sing</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span></span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"> and</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;"> I like</span></span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"> being surprised when they ac</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">tually</span></span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"> have decent voices</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span></span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"> even though you</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"> think it woul</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">d</span></span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"> be funnier </span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">if</span></span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"> they were shit</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">.</span></span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"> </span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">U</span></span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">ltimately</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span></span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"> I am</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;"> also</span></span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"> a massive fan of cheese! This film was massively cheesy from start to finish with a few genuinely cringeworthy moments between some of the stellar cast members</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span></span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"> paticuarly Russell </span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">B</span></span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">rand and Alec Baldwin. This movie also has a brilliant soundtrack that I have downloaded and listened to over and over again. It's brilliant because all the songs are upbeat</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span></span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"> and the ballads are proper power ballads</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">.</span></span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"> </span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">F</span></span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">or the last few days I have been posting them as my c</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">hoices</span></span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"> for anyone who follows me on this is my jam! The only thing that lets this film down slightly is the fact that it doesn't really feel like the storyline keeps up with the fast pace of the songs</span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;">,</span></span><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"> and the producers have kind of forgotten about the storyline as they have a brilliant soundtrack, which I feel could have taken the film from good to amazing. I would still recommend for anyone to watch it though. </span></span>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="ecxApple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;">Also after first watching the film I downloaded the <a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Rock-of-Ages/dp/B0083LQVHO/ref=sr_shvl_album_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1342050004&sr=301-1">soundtrack</a> plus the <a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Rock-Of-Ages/dp/B005OND53W/ref=sr_shvl_album_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1342050063&sr=301-1">Original Cast Recording</a> of the soundtrack and had them both on repeat for countless days after my first viewing of the film as the songs are just that good. I have included links to the soundtrack for anyone who does feel like listening to the songs.</span></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02216429820735711744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-617128689489383629.post-43145286371675419452012-07-01T16:45:00.001-07:002012-07-01T16:45:15.458-07:00A Blog about music<br />
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I was planning on expanding my <a href="http://simonpscott.blogspot.co.uk/2012/06/things-i-enjoy.html">things I enjoy</a> blog in order
to give you and maybe myself a better insight into what I am into and what I
can possibly make into a career. So the second thing I love is music. Music is
really great because it is something that is really universal and everyone can
find a type of music that they enjoy. I do believe that it isn’t often that you
would come upon someone that would be like ‘nah music just isn’t my thing’.</div>
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Music is so important as it is multi-functional. Let’s face
it, all films would be stuck without a soundtrack to rely on as the music that
is used in a film is often just as important as the script; it sets out the
scene that is coming up or can be used to create feelings ranging from fear to
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I certainly listen to different types of music depending on
the activity I am doing or the mood I’m in.
For example if I’m in the gym, particularly when I am running, I will
listen to songs that have quite a fast pace to them and will keep me going throughout
the run or when I was being bullied in school I would listen to Christina
Aguilera’s ‘beautiful’ at least once or twice a day because it made me feel
happier about myself, and music definitely has the power to do that.</div>
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Music can also be used to tell a story. This is why another
thing I love is musicals. A whole story that is set to music and the countless
exploration of the characters through the musical genre just makes me happy. If
I could get around to seeing more of them I
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For some of my almost daily music choices you can follow me on <a href="http://thisismyjam.com/">thisismyjam.com</a></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02216429820735711744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-617128689489383629.post-52029157601884334712012-06-27T17:13:00.000-07:002012-06-27T17:13:13.111-07:00A Blog about love<br />
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have never been in love, and of course when I talk of love I'm not talking
about the love I have for my family and friends, but of gut wrenching, can't
bear to be without another person love.</span><span style="color: #1f1f1f; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #1f1f1f; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">I would like to say that's
because I've continuously put myself out there only to be knocked back, but
when I look back on it now I do believe it's because I never bothered to look
or think that I was worthy of it. I always used to think of myself as the
friend and never the boyfriend. I was the friend others took out to make
themselves look attractive. Surround yourself by twos and you'll look like a
ten for example. That was me. I always looked on as my friends pulled, but I
never went home with anyone. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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you that I am one of the most sociable people around, but I simply don’t see
that about myself. I’m not saying that I haven’t started to overcome this, and
I am becoming more confident, but as a child/teen/adult I was always overweight
and because of this I was bullied at school, which knocked my confidence right
down, making me feel that I wasn’t good enough for anyone and that no-one would
think that I was good enough for them.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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help me move on professionally and personally and it’s always good to look back
on where you have been in order to see where you are going and feel able to
make better choices in life. So in order to try to find someone, I signed
up to a couple of dating sites and me and my friends are planning single nights
out where we are going out with the intention of meeting people. Guess now I
just need to work on my conversational skills. </span><span style="color: windowtext; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: #0400; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-language: X-NONE; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: #0400;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02216429820735711744noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-617128689489383629.post-21602876293234410292012-06-26T00:55:00.000-07:002012-06-26T00:55:06.122-07:00Do I have as much chance of getting that job as you do?<br />
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I have as much chance of getting that job as you do? The answer my friends/blog
readers is quite simply no. I haven’t been looking for my dream as long as you
potentially have. I am a firm believer that its not what you know but who you
know. I understand that this isn't the case in all circumstances, but we all
know that most of the time this statement rings true. One of my friends Harri
was spotted singing at a party and has followed that up to get different jobs
in tv etc in order to gain the experience she needs to do what she wants to do
after her degree is finished. While I'm not expecting anybody to just hand me
my dream I would like my own chance encounter like she had. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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answer! Quite simply it's networking! I need to put out there what I am capable
of and I have to believe that sooner or later people will take notice and I
will get to where I want to be. I know it will take time but I am willing to
put in that time for the right thing. While that may not be right for everyone,
I'm sure it will be right for me, and as long as I have the support of my
family and friends that is all that truly matters to me <o:p></o:p></span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02216429820735711744noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-617128689489383629.post-42921469894542856682012-06-24T16:45:00.003-07:002012-06-24T16:45:55.622-07:00You're the only one standing in your way<br />
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want to blame my life on other people and the situation I've been placed in,
but as I get older and I don’t progress as I hoped, the only person I really
have to blame for not being where I want to be is me. I can't keep making the
same old tired excuses about why my life isn't heading in the direction that I
hoped it would be by now.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">I'm
still in the same job that frustrates me because I haven't bothered to look for
another one, and if I have looked, I've made excuses as to why I haven’t wanted
a job or that I'll apply for it later when in all honestly I probably won't.
I'll just sit here and watch another episode of something on tv and then
another. By the time I've procrastinated and not done what I should have done
the job is gone and another opportunity has passed me by. I'm the king of the
excuse and always have reasons for why I can do it later. No more I say! It's
time to get myself sorted and actually start doing something with my life
instead of simply going through the motions and getting frustrated when nothing
changes for me when actually I’ve done nothing to make those changes
happens. The people that are actually being active and following their dreams
are probably a lot further ahead than me so now is the time to catch up.<o:p></o:p></span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02216429820735711744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-617128689489383629.post-91181796655007861192012-06-18T07:13:00.002-07:002012-06-18T07:13:49.036-07:00The day i got to go to the Avengers Premiere: A Review<br />
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a halfway decent story to tell you what happened. I won the chance to go
see the Avengers through an in-house competition at work, which was best
training buddy in the area for the quarter. This gave me the chance to walk
down the red carpet and see the Avengers before anyone else (talking to one of
the film buyers for our company the premiere was the 4th time he had actually
watched it). <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">To
do a decent review of this movie I feel like I should try to critique it in
some way, no matter how small or insignificant that critique is, but I may
struggle as from start to finish it was one of the best films that has come out
this year, and one of the best films that has been adapted from a comic book
that I had ever seen. The movie was action packed from start to finish so there
was no chance to get bored through the movie as there was always something
going on that would grab my attention. I also liked the way that the film
wasn't just focused on one main character as they each had their own movie,
apart from the Hulk, even though you should count Edward Norton’s Hulk as part
of the Avengers franchise. I enjoyed the way the characters connected with each
other and bounced off each other to create some great on-screen chemistry
between them without trying to pull focus from each other. I never felt as if
one of them was trying to steal the show which can often happen when you get a
lot of big actors in one film. I ended up watching the film three times
in the cinema, and I laughed in all the same places and jumped in all the same
places. I would love to tell you at what point in the film I jumped, because
there was only one point, and if you've seen it you can probably guess, and if
you haven't seen it, seriously... why not? I don't think you even need to be
that into comic books to enjoy the films. This will probably upset my uncle
(comic book writer) Dan Abnett, but I've never read any of the Avengers comics,
and I only know the backgrounds from the individual films in the series that
proceeded this film. I wish I had, though, because then I could maybe comment
on how the film keeps to the comics. I can't wait till the second film comes
out... and Iron Man 3. <o:p></o:p></span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02216429820735711744noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-617128689489383629.post-3958874981679717392012-06-15T00:41:00.002-07:002012-06-15T00:41:41.429-07:00Things I enjoy<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">So today I was advised
by my aunt who is helping me out with the blog to write about something I
like/love. Now I don't know why but I am honestly finding this difficult. </span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
<span style="background: white;">Make me talk about something that I dislike or I
can have a mini rant about to you and I can quite honestly bend your ear for
what will feel like hours and believe me I have done it but when it comes down
to actually talking about stuff I like to do I sometimes tend to clam up. So
let me try and I will promise to try and not make it boring and just rattle off
a list of hints and make it sound too much like a cv and I'm applying for a
job. </span><br />
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<span style="background: white;">So what do I enjoy. I enjoy the cinema and I
enjoy watching films. I do not enjoy my job at the cinema at all if I'm honest
but this is not what this section is about but working at the cinema does have
its advantages in the fact I do get to see all the films I want for free. Like
on Wednesday I saw rock of ages with a couple of friends and it was a good film
and I think the soundtrack is amazing but I think it relied thouroughly too
much on the fact it had a lot of great songs in there and the storyline felt
tenuous at best and could have used more development. I also had the
opportunity to go and see the European premiere of the avengers due to an in
house competition at work and it was one of the best things I have ever done
trough the company. Basically an all expenses paid trip, a walk down the red
carpet, a premiere and drinks before and after. It has since become one of my
favourite films as the experience was amazing.</span><br />
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<span style="background: white;">I also like the theatre. When I talk about
theatre I am mainly talking about musicals. I don't get a chance to see very
many because theatre tickets are expensive and I honestly wish that the theatre
was more accessible to all because I would definitely rather see a play/musical
over a film. The most recent one I've seen was footloose in Plymouth theatre
royal and I'm going to see grease in July, wicked in August and lion king in
September. Now I've never seen any of these on stage as yet but my iPod is full
of the songs from them.</span><br />
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<span style="background: white;">Which leads me onto another thing that I love is
music. I think music is brilliant. It's totally accessible to all and I think
there is a song out there that anyone can relate to and it's great that music
can be used to tell a story and express almost any feeling. There's nothing
like having a good song that totally expresse your mood and can often send a
chill down your spine when you hear it and more often then not I pick songs on
my iPod by what mood I'm in. I am definitely making my next download the rock
of ages movie soundtrack. </span><br />
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<span style="background: white;">I also enjoy reading as its another outlet I
feel is accessible to everyone and there is a genre out there for everyone to
enjoy and too all the writers put there I don't think I could do it, I in no
way think of this blog as proper writing, but you are all very talented for
what you do and I'm glad that you do it. </span><br />
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<span style="background: white;">So in the end it does turn out that I am able to
spend just as much time writing about what I like just as much as what I don't
and if nothing else for me that's progress. </span></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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couple of ideas about fitting in, and probably one of the things I am
absolutely 100% terrified of, possibly above everything, is the fear of being
rejected.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="color: #333333; font-family: "Lucida Grande","serif"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Im lying to you, but that's ok, because your probably lying to
me, and it's not that I don't want to get to know you, it's that I'm scared of
what will happen when I do.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="color: #333333; font-family: "Lucida Grande","serif"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Me and my friend were talking about the idea that we spend our
whole lives fitting in and doing what is expected of us rather then what we
wanted to do and what would truly make us happy. I honestly think that I have
spent over half my life doing what people expected of me. I studied and stayed
quiet at school because thats what I perceived my peers expected of me. I
studied and passed my GSCES and A levels because I thought that's what society
expected of me, and I feel like I was forced in that direction by a sense of
social discourse, but I never put my heart and soul into it. That’s probably
the reason why I got a 2:2 at university, because I took a course that never really appealed, If I'm being 100%
honest with everyone including myself. I even applied for a masters and started
volunteering in something I didn't want to do, because again I felt like I
should rather than that I really wanted to.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="color: #333333; font-family: "Lucida Grande","serif"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Also, my crippling fear of rejection stops me from trying things
that I should be doing because my mindset is always that there is possibly
someone better suited to it than me, never considering what I might be the
better person they are looking for if only I just applied myself. This also
refers to my private life. I’m scared of meeting new people, because as soon as
I open my mouth I'm afraid they won't like me and are instantly going to reject
me. I've even dated people and split up with them because I've always had that
fear in my mind that they are going to dump me first so I may as well end it
before I get too invested and it hurts worse. So I am trying to change my
mindset and focus on myself. It’s going to be really hard as it almost goes
against every instinct I've come to know as natural, but while I'm still young
it's time for me to start following my dream (when I find it) and making a
better life for myself while there is still time.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<br /></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02216429820735711744noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-617128689489383629.post-65069955292477913922012-06-13T05:44:00.003-07:002012-06-13T05:45:57.794-07:00At 24 am I a career has been?<br />
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to do from birth? Look at some of the greats; they all tell us that they've
known what they wanted to do from such a young age that doing anything else
would seem absurd to them. Many of the great musicians have footage of
themselves learning musical instruments from a young age and all of the
gymnasts you see in the Olympics have been practicing since the age of four. So
what happens to the rest of us? The ones who meander through life not really
knowing what we want to do, unable to develop a passion for something before we
are old enough to walk and talk. Indeed, at 24 I still work for a well-known
cinema chain, unsure of the path my life is taking, and I know many of you out
there are probably feeling the same way. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', serif; font-size: 11pt;">I went to university, I have a degree and I'm an educated person
with the ability to hold a decent conversation, so why do I feel like all
options have expired for me. At 24 I should be at my peak and getting out
there, so why aren't I? And why do I feel that because I haven't made it yet
doesn't mean that I won't? I'm forever searching for my dream, and I feel
everyone else should be, and not trying to fit into a social convention of what
people think they should be and how the should act. If you knew me you would
realise that this is exactly what I have been doing my whole life. I have been
going through the motions without really putting my heart and soul into what
I've been doing. So it's time I stopped. With the help of my aunt, I'm going to
start a blog. I'm going to put what I feel in without becoming to much like
perez Hilton and basically gossiping. Hopefully people will follow me and
through this I’ll build up contacts. Also all of this I wrote on my iPhone on
the way to the gym, but you have to take inspiration when it hits I guess.</span><span style="color: windowtext; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02216429820735711744noreply@blogger.com3