Lyrics That Say A Lot!

I believe the sun should never set upon an argument

I believe we place our happiness in other people's hands

I believe that junk food tastes so good because it's bad for you

I believe your parents did the best job they knew how to do

I believe that beauty magazines promote low self esteem

I believe I'm loved when I'm completely by myself alone


I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned

I believe you can't appreciate real love 'til you've been burned

I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side

I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye


I believe you can't control or choose your sexuality

I believe that trust is more important than monogamy

I believe your most attractive features are your heart and soul

I believe that family is worth more than money or gold

I believe the struggle for financial freedom is unfair

I believe the only ones who disagree are millionaires


I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned

I believe you can't appreciate real love 'til you've been burned

I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side

I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye


I believe forgiveness is the key to your unhappiness

I believe that wedded bliss negates the need to be undressed

I believe that God does not endorse tv evangelists

I believe in love surviving death into eternity


I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned

I believe you can't appreciate real love 'til you've been burned

I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side

I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye

Until you say goodbye

Oh no no no no no ( Repeats itself many times fading)



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I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned

I believe you can't appreciate real love 'til you've been burned

I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side

I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye

These four simple sentences sum up most of our fucked up situations we have to deal with everyday. The first by the fact that what you send out on others you will get it back when least expected and you deserve it. The second by how many times or how much we love someone, there is always something that will lead us to be burned by love; it is then that we understand what was before and how we can change appreciate what we need. The third by there's never really a brighter side to a situation, so really we have to accept what is already laid in front of use and accept what our destiny has laid out for us. The fourth and last because goodbye's are hard to say, but saying them will let us walk in that other direction and we know exactly what we have got; and we have got independence to know that we when say goodbye, we keep walking away without looking back!

We are influenced by are friends to see the true light in things, we listen to advice and sometimes give it; but to give good advice we need to be straightforward and take no prisoners. Life is a hard thing to deal with, especially when everything is thrown at you in a way you feel the world is against you. My favourite saying "Everyday is a challenge, every year is a new adventure" To wake up every morning a drag your arse out of bed and do something other than waste the day is a challenge. Making that day into something spectacular, you are making the adventure out of your year. Do something random everyday! Talk to random people! It's amazing how much you get from people you dont know. They can influence how you look at things and make you think in an entirely different perspective. I talk to random people everyday; laugh and joke with them and it makes me smile that I can make a random person smile! Seeing that smile, I can bring light in to anyones day! Another thing - I make sure I laugh at myself almost every other day as it's important to learn to laugh at ourselves and not take life too seriously.

One friend influenced me to write this and with friends like them, I would never be able to create something for people to read, enjoy, understand and sympathaise with. Friends can be easily found everyday, good friends can come and go, great friends you see now and again, but best friends are in your life till the day you die, they are there to listen when you need them, you can call them at midnight and they will listen to you because they care and even if you dont get to see them that much, nothing ever changes when you meet up for a pleasant drunken eventful night of krazy dancing and stuff!

All in Orange: Written in Orange, because the black pen died!

Great all I have is orange pen to write with and I'm sure I will have to take a picture just to prove to you that I did. The time sponsored by the shit Sony Ericsson phone I have in my hand is 13:39 and sod the seconds. The date would be the 28th of October 2010 and it is 3 days from Halloween. I am currently heading (on the slow train) towards liverpool; I was going for myself just to have a wander and maybe see a film. But as usual there's always something. First I dropped off my bike in the shop to be checked over; picked up a receipt off my sister (will explain shortly) and went to see my mother who is recently out of hospital. But now on my way after a 4hr diversion. Okay sister and receipt - she would like me to pick up a cover for the twin pram she has bought - the size is unknown - whether it is boxed or bagged and still it may be a problem to carry around? Which mostly is fecking lovely!

I hate trains that only have two carriages and a shit load of people pile on; what up with that? I even moved quickly to get another seat that was not going backwards - not the seat the train, wait not the train going backwards, the seat was backwards - is that right? Anyway I prefer to looking forward, the direction that the train is going. Right I can't believe I am travelling...

...wait? Lost train of thought while listening to a conversation behind me... Oh that's it! I can't believe I am writing in orange pen; it's making my eyes go funny *and TBH it's making eyes go funny while type it up, I keep losing where I am! Ha! It has been interesting typing this up, I even knew it would cause me trouble typing it up!*

It looked so nice this morning - it's so dull and I think its gunna piss down, which would be fecking awesome and the icing on the cake of my epic adventure today (sarcasm much?). Oooo! not far till I'm actually in liverpool and I need to remember that liverpool starts with a capital "L". Erh Edge Hill! Has a shite unversity. No one been round to check tickets, the train is tiny; C'mon don't be a lazy bastard! Why should we bother to buy one? God my hair is getting long, it looks like my hair has been spiked; bardum chu! Should get up as I may get crushed by peeps getting off the train - Ahh!

Something that made me laugh -

Child: "Can I have one of those balloons"

Mother: "No, that's just so you know where the stall is"

For fuck sake let the child have a balloon, you evil bitch!

Well I survived the rain, meaning there was none. Had a look at the Victoria Gallery - no wonder I've never been, it's shite; well not shite, just not much to do or look at. The best part is the TATE HALL GALLERY - it has creatures in jars and animal skeletons everywhere, fossils and soils; that bit was very interesting - but as for everything else, not so good. the architecture of the building was quite cool and authentic.

The Flick of Destiny

There’s fate and destiny, but I don’t believe in chance. Destiny is something I believe in strongly – that we are destined to travel a journey that will throw us around in every direction – we are destined to try everything. I believe that everything has a natural order, but I don’t believe it should be followed. Everyone has a journey, but getting to your destination can be straight forward and you can run in a straight line, but how boring would that be? I’d say boring as heaven! Yes, I do mean heaven – there’s not much to do up there as how can it be as boring as hell, when everyday you’d be whipped and raped by demons? Okay back to not believing in chance and having a destiny; even though I writing and appear to be contradicting myself, so let’s start again in another way.

Do something random and see where it takes you, you will be surprised of the outcome. I love to be random as its amazing the things that happen. The people you meet, the events that happen and the things you see or hear really do make you smile. Random ranting is my favourite thing to do so either stop reading now if you don’t want to be confused. I generally chat shit, but that’s the fun bit! So chance, doesn’t really exist in my books or my story! I don’t believe things happen by chance, I believe if you are destined to do or meet someone then it will happen. You can’t say it was by chance that I met someone; except it as the fates where shining down on you. It’s all about karma really. I haven’t a clue what I’m talking about – I’m not even pissed, my head is just in a place of something – I think it’s the tramadol and I’m knackered; surprising really since I’ve had about ten red bull – Buzzing on the caffeine.

Well I went to a friend’s party and met a guy who works for Channel 4 or something like that and something to do with advertising. I found that amazing as that is the kind of job I would love to get into, but just had no luck! My destiny chose me a new path to follow, kinda breaking the rules to let me have fun; this is how it led me there: Finished a degree - can’t find a job - took on a photography course - playing with camera - decided to get photos printed off - waited in line - met Jo - Jo invited me to party - thought what the hell I’ll go even though I won’t know anyone - went to party - introduced to cute guy - talked to all night - found him really interesting - told him about my sketches and stories - said I should send them to people - said I’ll add him on fcbk - when he comes up again hopefully go out for a drink - added on fcbk - hope I got the right guy! I love meeting new people, really inspires me to be creative and I use every experience of meeting people in my writing. It helps me create characters and just basically understand cultures. I kinda liked him to. Long time since I’ve met someone who I can talk to for hours and not lose interest or things to talk about.

I believe... okay I’m saying that too much, but honestly I believe you should at least do something random once a week to keep your life exciting; being boring all the time is no good. Keep life exciting as you never know where it will lead you or take you.

You’re So Gay! I Know I Am, That’s Because I Like Men!

OMG! The kids of today; you really do just want to throttle them when they come out with statements such as: that’s so gay or don’t be such a gay or my writing is so gay or... actually I’ll stop before I scream. Why is everything so gay? Where did this come from that the word “bad” or “strange” was suddenly swapped for “GAY”. If you look up gay in a dictionary you will find these meanings:

• Having or showing a merry, lively mood: gay spirits; gay music.
• Bright or showy: gay colors; gay ornaments.
• Given to or abounding in social or other pleasures: a gay social season.
• Licentious; dissipated; wanton: The baron is a gay old rogue with an eye for the ladies.
• Homosexual.
• Of, indicating, or supporting homosexual interests or issues: a gay organization.

Synonyms

1. Gleeful, jovial, glad, joyous, happy, cheerful, sprightly, blithe, airy, light-hearted; vivacious, frolicsome, sportive, hilarious. Gay, jolly, joyful, merry describe a happy or light-hearted mood. Gay suggests a lightness of heart or liveliness of mood that is openly manifested: when hearts were young and gay. Jolly indicates a good-humoured, natural, expansive gaiety of mood or disposition: a jolly crowd at a party. Joyful – suggests gladness, happiness, and rejoicing: joyful over the good news. Merry is often interchangeable with gay: a merry disposition; a merry party; it suggests, even more than the latter, convivial animated enjoyment, brilliant.
[All found at http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/Gay]

So why on earth do these kids use it in a perverse tone? Being gay is not a bad or strange thing. Urban dictionary is a haven for those to make it out to be a big deal, if you’re interested why - http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=gay#

Every time I hear someone using gay in the wrong context it really does annoy me. Some people should think before they speak as sometimes it can come across offensive. Normally I would rant about the disrespectfulness of some people and how ignorant they are, but I basically just wanted to point out the true meaning of the word GAY!

Gettin’ My Flo to the Random Beat

We sit around thinking we have no social life and for some of us this is very true; but really we can have a social life whenever we fucking well like. Having a random night where you get off your arse and just go fit can have a ripple effect that no one can predict. If you never plan to go out or really don’t want to, you will be more surprised if you get off your arse and just do it. And when I say just do it, I ain’t stealing Nike’s slogan; I telling you that or really I’m ranting about the fact that I am as guilty as anyone for saying I have no social life. I don’t need my friends with me to have a good time; though they would help, but most live in Wales and the rest of them at home hardly speak to me, are working or are already off out with their friends. At this moment in time, I stuck in rut cause I have no money or not as much as I’d like to be able to go out every week – I remember years ago when I worked for a living and my social life was included with my work – working in a pub, hotel or restaurant was my fun night out. But now a fun night out for me consists of a couple of bottles of cider, sat in bed watching Glee or Smallville or maybe a film!



Music is what keeps me going and keeps me smiling, if I didn’t have a steady beat to listen to, to take me away to some mystic dance floor then I’d be lost. Walking back from Asda early on I was listening to “Foot Loose” and just wanted to bust-a-move; though I’d be looked at funny and think there was something wrong with me. Everyone of us wants to break out of that hard shell we are trapped in and show people that we can have fun on our own. I actually feel like joining some salsa club, just so I can bust-a-move and not feel like an idiot – I want to have some fun in my own time, other than going to a club and feel like no one is looking. I always remember a card my sister bought me for my birthday and the inside said – “Dance like nobody is watching” – I agree with this quote because it’s true. Feel the music; shut your eyes and dance the night away – so what if you look like a dick dancing away, if it’s making you feel good, everyone else can go fuck themselves because if you’re having a good time nothing else matters. Everyone has got a flo and as long as there is a random beat thumbing away then you can get your groove on and dance till your feet are sore!

Surreal & Awesome: Fruit Salad makes me smile!

Surreal, one of the greatest words I know and love. Love surrealism; especially paintings, but it’s not paintings I am on about. I am on about the moments in your life that happen in the strangest way and you accept them just because you do; you pretty much have no answer to why these things happen and you just accept them. It’s fucking bizarre! Is it the natural order of things that begin in a cycle and eventually once they have gone full circle, something happens that people just think – “damn why do I do that, that person is a nice guy”; okay I’m trying to get into someone’s head here – but they look at you, talk to another friend, look at you again and notice you don’t care if they are trying not to talk to you. Damn it, I’m rambling. But anyway eventually they give in and push themselves to say what you do not expect. You’re not bothered if they don’t speak to you, but when they make the effort, you listen and then the words you have been waiting to hear pop out of their mouth; I’m sorry! Shocked much? Absofuckinlutely! Okay I’m stealing quotes from Sex & the City, but it’s an amazing word. However this has been a surreal moment for me – one person speaks to me and is all nice, which I never thought would happen and then another who I thought hated me comes up to me and apologizes to me for some shit that happened months ago; this is a feel good moment, though I do feel as if my karma is balancing itself out. Couple of days before my surreal event, one guy insults me and then another guy ignores me. It’s almost like the powers that be are saying “Shit, this guy is getting it hard, let’s give him some space and make him see that life ain’t shit after all” – it’s like these two sets of guys have treated me in the same way, that karma is just repositioning itself into a natural order. I believe in the natural order of things and however surreal a situation is, I believe that someone or something is leading me to understand the ways in which I should accept what is and what will be, otherwise I’m just fucked for life!


So surreal and awesome is my title for this rant and you might be wondering what is awesome about it? Well awesome would be the people you meet who you have a lot in common with – in life, in friends, in relationship problems and the best one that surrounds a lot of my friends: sexuality. Sexuality is always seen as a major thing in society. If you’re straight that is the correct manner to be. If you’re bi, then you’re just a fucking greedy bastard. If you’re gay, it’s totally wrong. This categorization pissed me off. This is a new era and this is what is true – if you’re straight, that’s fine – man meets woman, man falls in love, they get married have kids and never have sex unless it’s planned in advance. If you’re bi, you’re not greedy; you are just have problems with your sexuality and are confused about what you really want out of life. Today’s society makes the choices you make harder than you want them to be, but it’s about being happy and if you’re happy then you’re just fine. If you’re gay, then in the eyes of the some people it’s wrong – but I believe gay people rule the world; we are an army, there are so many of us now, that it is becoming a popular trend to be gay. It’s strange as when I was 20 (when I knew I was gay); I would never have been able to come out. The world has changed a lot since then and it has become easier to come out; it is more accepted now, than it ever was. Okay rambled on a bit there about sexuality, when I was supposed to be talking about the people I met. Well, two people I met and both bisexual and still uncertain about what they want. I think its good thing to still be uncertain as you are open about your sexuality as also that makes your life interesting and never boring! *Laughs to self* So in a long time I have had a surreal but awesome night and that makes it all good and gets me smiling, which is always good!

Do not look at me like that, Bitch!

Odd looks when you're sat alone, especially at a large table, if four people could sit there; but sod off I was here first. It's like sitting at a computer in the library and someone "tuts", just cause you're on facebook! They try to make you feel guilty as they need to do work. I actually am doing work and if I need to go on facebook for a break from it I will; but procrastinating is sometimes the only answer and eventually everyones answer! Noboday wants to sit on the small table or they always have somewhere they have to sit; and damn it, someone is already sitting there. TBH I am rather guilty myself for doing this if as I go for my favourite place and always have to sit elsewhere; everytime... oh phone is vibrating, but no I'm not popular! As always it's O2 sending me a message I could not give a shit about. It's all about constant behaviour that we have to do something, not talking about O2, but while on the subject, they have to be a constant pain in the arse by sending messages that no one cares about.

Behaviour is linked to a persons' habits and their habit is to repeat something over and over again; hmm? Now singing that song "Over and Over" by Hot Chip, nevermind... Oh I see a friend, I'm going to sit with her!

I Could Do With A Distraction, Please!

A mind dominated by pure essay writing will eventually be corrupted by hatred, to even want to write. The struggling mind will carry on, but the body will began to tire. At the end of writing or before, even if the word count is not reached the mind cease and the body will stop. Rest becomes clearly important, though it is never achieved. There is a constant attention that learning will carry on. The body may have shut down, but the mind will keep on thinking of what result is to come in the end, and it continues and will not stop and it goes on and on and on, till you want to SCREAM… There is no room for stopping, there is thought and thinking. If the thinking never stops, you would it, would it, stuttering happens, the mind locks, forgets and becomes distracted. But it’s good, it makes you forget. You want a brick wall, white cloud or dark room to appear as it is the only way to rid yourself of thoughts, which are soon to be forgotten. Soon you begin to tire, close your eyes briefly and rub them; Emptiness achieved! Nothing left. You begin to be aware of the world around you - you drink your coffee and realise the bloody thing has gone cold. It would almost be a Frappacino, but it’s actually luke-warm, with all the sediment at the bottom.


No thought of feeling is clear… well accept for the hot guy sat on my right with a lovely Irish accent; pants are way too baggy if I’m honest. The two women in front of me making me laugh, especially the one who wants a tattoo on her boob and also Bangor is crap for shopping apparently. I do wonder why come here and complain about it if you don’t like the place anyway!

When Gossip speaks your name...

Wow! It's amzing the rumours you hear about yourself, as it sounds like you are having more fun. You start thinking "I wish I had done that!", but then you realise, this is not me at all. Gossip is best spread by bitches; as they bitch about everything and soon one little white grows into something everyone will believe. It's almost like bacteria, once it has it's catalyst you cannot stop it. People believe what they want to and like bacteria, the only way to beat it is to fight back. Basically use the source of information to release the cure. I despise those who gossip and I never see the point as it has the worst outcome. If anyone has ever seen the film GOSSIP with Kate Hudson, James Marsden, Lena Headey - they will know that gossip never ends nicely. The film is basically - *Three college students chose a class project on Gossip and how fast it spreads, which spirals out of control*

Ever since I saw this film it gave me a shudder to think that this is what happens when you gossip; as things do get twisted. If I ever hear something about a friend or someone I know quite well, I would rather hear the truth from their mouth rather than someone else who is outside the discussion. It's amazing how many people get involved in something that really does not concern them; it's got to be a talent if you know the supposed truth. When there is a conflict between two people and they were the only ones present at the time of their social engagement, then it is only the two of them that know the real truth. If one decides to alter reality making themselves the victim of a tragedy, then they are completely pathetic. They know the truth, why should they lie? Great question with a perfect answer = they basically want attention! They thrieve on attention and when attention is all on them, they feel good. But then again the attention does not last long, as soon as the real truth rises. Sorry I said attention way to much then. But that's clearly it and I have said it before - "Wake Up and pay attention!" and this is truly what people need to do, pay attention to the reality. I'm not saying I am a saint; Hey I make mistakes, but I never talk about people behind their backs, there's just no point. Telling someone the truth is far better than lying. Just like Fletcher Reede in Liar, Liar - he lies constantly, until one it comes back to haunt him.

And lies will come back and haunt you. I say always tell the truth, it's easy to remember. Lies are just manifestions that we cannot remember the whole story of and from person to person they become different; just like gossip. I'm quite observant with people and I pay attention to what they say if it's unusual and it's amazing how many change their stories. It's the far-fetched storylines that intrigue me as I write a lot of poems and short stories, so I know how to create a fantasy and they are bullshitting the fantasy. It's funny half my ideas come from their krazy imagination; and yes crazy with a K!

Rant is nearly over, but the reason for writing about gossip, is that I have been the victim of gossip. It's not like I care as I have many friends who know the real truth about me and what I am like. You think you would be hurt by what people call you, but as you grow older, you do tend not to care. What you really do is laugh! And while typing this I am smiling and laughing, as nothing could be more funny than people thinking that what they say or do to tanish your name is fucking hilarious. Those who think that they can tanish my name, really need to think again as I have so many bullets; I am like a Lord of War of Gossip! I'm not the one who will be firing, I just have them ammo ready to sell to the higest bidder and without sounding like I'm threatening - I'm not as, as I am no creep or that horrible. If people want to talk to me I will listen and make note of everything, it's really their fault if they are too trusting to blab about everything.

Ooo I few pictures to leave you with concerning GOSSIP!

Meant to be a Unity Coffee Afternoon, but I felt like Where's Wally?

I feel, I have possessed the abilities of an alter ego. I have blended well into the background or corner of the Blue Sky Cafe. If you want to disappeared make sure you have two unique styles. This is to do with me hair. One were your hair is spiked up and the other were you have just washed your hair and cannot be arsed to do anything with it; so you pretty much look like a poet. I think it's amazing when you stare at your friends for a good few minutes and they never look in your direction; and even they do, they still DO NOT recognise you. Some people are clearly blind to everything around them or ignorant to the conception of what they see most of the time. I could have been waving at them and all they would see is the black smudge on the wall. Still waiting till he pays attention, "WAKE UP & PAY ATTENTION"; ooo makes me want to break out in song! I feel like throwing the table number at him. Oh and the table number is a small painted rock with a number on it! Some people are so friggin blind. But I disappear into the background, just by changing my hair style. I'd defo make a good report, with so many disguises.

Okay, I've had enough, I'm going over to say hi!

Liverpool with my Sister: 4th February 2010

Part One

Walked through the train station. Out into the open. Train station is freezing and I need a place to warm up; need a hot drink. I don't like Costa. Sod it do Costa; I can't it's too busy anyway. Too cold to go outside and find a cafe along the high street. Must warm up quick. Hmm let's try Upper Crust, last shot - Mocha £2.90, Croissant £1.40 - Mocha tastes crap, but it's hot - Croissant not bad. Uh, still cold! Thinking I need some jam or nutella. should have gone to Nero, they make great Mocha's and have such sweet Muffins. STILL FUCKING COLD! Need the loo, but it costs 20p, yes can you believe that it's no longer free to pee in fancy stations. Maybe if I peed myself I'd warm up, but then I'd be all wet - oooo all wet? I'm such a dirty bastard and at this time of the morning, it's not even 8am. Though maybe if I get horny, I'll get hot... or maybe not... as I do not want to be walking around Liverpool with a hardon, could you imagine the looks? Talking about sex at this time in the morning, all I need now is a Vodka before 12noon and I'm sorted. You know what really does my head in is that overhead voice at the train station; always wondered why it was a woman. Right, gonna go sit in the train station hall as it would not matter where I am as this place is too friggin cold. Observing people is better out here anyway as I can actually see more and there reactions. Really gets your creative mind going when you look at other people and there actions, plus it will get my mind off the cold.


Part Two

Jesus Christ this bench is frezzin, thought it was plastic, cause it don't feel like metal. Guy with funny walk just walked passed, though he couldn't keep his eyes off the girl with big... Oooo, hot guy... Mmmm nice ass! Whoops, got a bit distracted there. OMG! Mother and daughter just walked passed with matching coats. Wow, could that guy run any gayer. Fucking hate piegons, dirty little shits. Oooo, some cool video game on screen! Wow, shitloads of people just got off the train and still no Louise. They could do with massive heaters in a station like this... Oooo nice coat, Lou would like it, but it's purple, she likes anything purple! I hate guys with... another cute guy, nice eyes... right were was I? I hate guys with skinny jeans, okay I'm jealous cause I can't wear them, to be honest I don't I'll be ever able to wear them - I have always had stocky legs and most likely always will! Okay, my ass has gone numb! Damn, he's HOT!!! What's wrong with me, I should come here more often. I need to looking at the policemen, they'll think I'm weird; well I am weird, but that's not the point!

Okay, five A5's in and I'm still going, writings worse and however my ass is still numb. Also shivering now, but I am at least as cold as the the air around me, so I have passed caring. Ha! Just wrote "the" twice, stuttering while writing, now that's a new one. DEAD LEG! DEAD LEG! Leaning on my leg while I write. In a bit of pain, Ah! Ah! Ah, pins and needles to the extreme!!!

Part Three

Okay change of location and this location is much warmer, you would think quieter too, but there's a rattling fridge that is annoying the shit out of me. I'm in the Women's Hospital in Liverpool; my sister has come to get her blood's done. So sitting in the "Culture Cafe" as it is called, I mean "Cafe Culture", but does it matter as either way it's not very cultural! You think they would have done the floor all one colour - "Ooops! Should have gone to SpecSavers!"

Shit! This coffee is strong and the cups are shite too and the spoons are massive! News Bulletin -*Hospital cafe cut backs on plastic tea spoons* And nevermind pregnant women, I think they're doing pregnant men here too; or Liverpool is just full of a lot of fat guys. Okay the gayest doctor has just walked in, every colour or shade of pink striped shirt, with baby pink braces and brown pants and dark brown shoes. OMG!!!

Seriously why am I drinking this coffee, at £1.17 (which I find an odd price) it's not worth it. But at least I am a lot warmer, so I can't complain; MUCH! I also thought that staff in a hospital should smile, not make patients more depressed. Though it does make me giggle, that they are so miserable even when you make the effort to make them smile. It's too quiet in here, no one is giving me anything; miserable bastards! Might go and sit in reception, so I can see more!

Part Four

Now sat in reception and much more quiet, despite the fact there are many people walking around. Like the vending machines, why did I not get a coffee from them or a hot chocolate? some guy just sat down in front of me, may sound profound, but the first thing I noticed about him was the size of his crotch! ANYWAY... I love sitting in a reception area, especially when people are loud and even though you have no clue what they are talking about it's strangely useful. Ooo, maybe I should go into reporting, I've been really observant today. Paying attention to people, objects and details that DO NOT concern me. It's amazing the things you observe about people - like you know what kind of person they are, you see a wedding band - you know they are committed, they have a weakness at the same time to protect they loved ones, they can compromise with anyone and they will argue if you bring up a healthy debate. No wedding band, they may not give a shit or be really intimidated by someones actions and also be quite clumsy. Okay, I'm being very judgemental, but you can notice a lot in a person from watching there actions and by this sum up what attributes they have.

Okay Lou's back and I'm finished writing for the day...