Alkesh Strikes Back! [19 Aug 2004|07:00pm] [ mood | happy ] Guess who's black? Black again? Michael Jack, he's a wack, with the nack of child smack..... Yay, I'm finally back from Bristol! It felt like an eternity... well more like a week & a half but hey - this is my Lj I'll emphasize as much as I like! And anyway so I got my grades and they were this big I tells ya! (damn, doesn't work on the internet) oh well, they were 2 AA (batteries) with 3 of them around 280 and latin 250 - i think i'm probably going to drop it after that, esp. considering how comparatively 'easy' 200 UMS should be (@ the mo I'm reading Gladstone & have almost read P2) It finally makes Oxford look like something I *could* achieve which is cool, esp when its like been a dream of mine since I was 10. Of course I have to think about the actually politics so I've finally joined the Conservative Party :) Hopefully I should soon be speaking with the people that don't run the country and trying to make sure they either 1) get in power quickly & leave so I can pave the way for my own 'smiting Labour' thing or 2) never get into power so I can pave the way for an enormous 'smiting Labour' thing *imagines.... Well with that out the way I want to have a nice week & a half of seeing people and doing stuff *which I have severly lacked for ages hopefully if people say when they're coming back it would be helpful, that is assuming you have inet access. Here's a list of stuff to do: 1) Have a 'geting our grades back' party 2) See films (Thunderbirds, Stepford Wives, Catwoman...) 3) Play Party Game/ Diplomacy 4) Go Quasar :p 5) Random gatherings, shopping & the like.... So, what else? Oh yeah, I need to do loads of Uni stuff like create (out of thin air) a Min wage essay, something on linking the past Cons to new (ie Peel-Thatcher or better Disraeli-Postwar conscensus), read that big stack of books on Philsophy, Politics..., PS + I need to prepare a Supper Club on Political Enthusiasm, Do all my standard reading of A-level stuff, read my script for the East house play, Get Ready for DofE Gold Practice and if there's any time left read Trainspoting & that John Grisham book *wonders how long its been since I actually read a novel Well, that's enough for now - my room's a mess (yes I've only been here a day) I'd better clear up Laurence's warhammer stuff :p "Counting flowers on the Wall - that don't bother me at all! Playing solitare till dawn... with a deck of fifty ONE! Smoking cigarettes and watching "Captain Kangaroo", Now don't tell me.... 'I've nothing to do!'" :p - such a gd Pulp Fiction song 2 comments|post comment

[24 Jul 2004|04:58pm] [ mood | anticipat...ive - its a word! ] Its offical; The Cure is my favourite band! Alright, for all the artists I have the Cure ranks No.1 in terms of hours of songs - 145 minutes of Curey goodness with Led Zeppelin not too far behind on 115 and then everyone else is way, way down there in the 70's and 80's. :o this post is by far the shortest one yet and its nearly over :o.... I'd better fill it with some random stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. Random Stuff. I am now fufilled :D :D 20 comments|post comment

Random Stuff [19 Jul 2004|12:48pm] Well it seems I'm forced into posting - so many different comments and viable sn's have popped up it seems I have to resort to this :( Firstly to anyone who didn't know it was my bday yesterday :p (and no, I don't mean we got a device to wash ure bottom with) and I had my first driving lesson (taught by my dad) - I think I've underestimated how great he is, I mean he seems to know a bit about everything and alot about some things (according to Radio 4 he's the UK expert on Straw Dogs - a film staring Dustin Hoffman that was banned for 30 years with rape and extreme violence all in a Cornish setting :p) and his musical tastes aren't actually embarassing, in fact eeriely he has alot of stuff I have *scared face - yea that's rite, scared mentally by the way in which he has a similiar record collecton. Hmmmm I wonder how he'll react when he reads this - which he undoubtatly will.... perhaps I ought to get a new Lj now :) Anyway.... yea the party was cool and, since its not on his Lj - Alex has a boyfriend (*appalause) aptly named 'Dan' - espcially since I was saying to him not a fortnight ago that gays always seemed to be called Dan or Danni or have a Dan in their name; the only other gay I know has a partner called Danni, hmmmm... I wonder about Daniel Clack.... and I also wonder wheter I should have a child and call him Dan just to prove my theorem. Back to Alex - good for you! I wish I had a boyfriend.... no, no, I didn't mean that! *frantically waves hands in a rejecting movement Onto non-bday related stuff, What the **** has happened to Kazaa??? only 80k people are on it at the mo and when i looked for songs from Jacko and Kylie all they had were crappy new ones - I'm actually going to have to buy something *stunned face Oh well, at least most other classics are there *listens to the Police Well that's enough for now, I'm going to play RA2 and kick some Communist ass, then some American ass, then rule the world, then name several countries after me, then die a happy, loved man... I'll stop now. 3 comments|post comment

If Alkesh becomes PM (part IV) [17 Jul 2004|07:18pm] OK since I have the time now I'm going to try and finish this off. In the Summer of '32 war World War broke out; in the red corner weighing in at 2 billion people its.... Asia and South America! (*music begins 'Oh we are Asia with Mohammed Ali and South America with our rainforesty, we've got an army that's badly equipped but we don't care cos we got alot of sh*t....') and in the blue corner, weighing in at 400 million its... the UK and the US (*music starts 'The capitalists are coming you'd better get running, the capitalists are coming yea! We've got money and it ain't funny when we shoot you from a superior range yea!) Just to recap of course PM Woods has screwed up the country having overthrown the country by a coup and influenced the former PM into nuking Africa with UN reperations amounting to such a high level he invaded it together with the US, resulting in this conflict. Anyway the first major battles fought by the UK were in all those crazy islands we've accumulated over the years and then the ones we lost but our PM thought it would we a good idea to have back ("So many British assets are so ingrained into British culture that it seems ridiculous they were ever given indepdance in the first place - all we need to look at is how the HSBC has formed AFTER power being handed over and how it has replaced the Midlands bank or how those penguins held up Union Jacks in 1982 or even how most of the world seems to speak English - after all Germany got the Sudentenland since it was uniting German-speaking peoples, then why not unite Enlgish speaking peoples? We must move Eastwards, make a pact with the Germans and advance! Onward soldiers! To France we must attack!" and at this point the interwiew had to stop as the interviewer, one Albert Hickler, fired several rounds into my onions and jumped out the window.... of course this interview was not on the ground floor) The wars fought for the colonies were extremely messy ones - the Falkans sunk, Hong Kong turned into a human Chop Suey and most of Arabia deser... even more than it is now. Casualities were also very high on both sides and by the end of 2032 half of the UK army was either dead, captured, in hiding, defected or tunred into small goldfish named Bob (such is the nature of future warfare.) It seemed there was no other alternative - the UK had but two choices; 1) Surrender 2) be annahilated 3) Fly off to Mars - in the end PM Woods was to decide that instead he would unveil the great project that the West had been working on for the last 30 years, Project Dome.("The truth is that the millenium dome was merely a... wait, this is top secret information I can't tell you this! Get out! Go on, get out! What? You're still here? Damn! I'll have to telll you everything now. Yea, yea, secretly the dome was in fact a portotype version of a special weapon designed to obliterate the world by draining all the resources of world governments with projects lik that and then taking the money to where its needed - for the sake of arguement on porn for us top secret guys, now will yo let me work in peace as I develop this Top Secret Mind-Reading technology? Damn! Go Away!" Alan Far, some random guy that happens to know loads of top secret stuff and reveals it all to the press) In the Spring of 2033 the project was set - across the world 456 domes were erected with billions not going inside them and thus Asia and A America sound found itself in the Red - whilst China was in the Blue instead. Millions soon left the front line without any money to support them and the rest fell into Allied hands as supplies ran dry - on 23rd August 2033 the British Army entered Basra (for the umpteenth time) and in the following month southern China fell to the British , with the US getting all but the last vestiges of South America, then the UK traded Saudi Arbia for Argentina and the US traded Mexico for Thailand since it had doubles. Things got even worse over the next few months and it certainly seemed like it wa the end for all those countries foolish enough to stand in the way of Western capitalism - when it finally occured to them that they still had a few nukes mulling around and when a UN search was made into the Secretary Geeral's Cupboard they found 18 of the things together with some paper aeroplanes, a few old socks and a pillow with 'I love San Franciso 1987' on it. ("It seems highly porbable that even in 30 years tat like this will still exist, take my wallet for instance - it cost me $40 just to buy this wallet that I got from Dsineyland and its would have costy me another $10 to get it in blue! :( I like blue..." Random tourist - some people name thier children the weirdest things) Th Nukes were primed and launced on the 25th of December 2033 - chaing the carol forever to now say "On the first day of Xmas the Asains gaveto me and missile in our contry" Worst of all these misslies were fired on the UK as well as the US - 980 taking just 48 hours before impact. What will happen ? only the next installemnt will reveal on If... 3 comments|post comment

Mmmmm..... [17 Jul 2004|06:19pm] [ mood | hungry ] I'd better post early today cos we're going out for diner *mouth waters over food downstairs. Firstly one thing I missed from RAF camp was this uber crazy guy called Lawrence, 1,000,000 times worse than our Laurence. Not that our Laurence is bad but this guy was like flirtatious to the extreme! I mean after ten minutes of meeting one girl he'd done all sorts of stuff including leaning on her shoulder and throwing grass down her bra and another girl he pulled within twenty minutes *imagines what would have happened if he'd been given thirty minutes with anyone. Unlike our Laurence of course, he had the social skills of a small grapefruit having been taken to nightcalsses on 'how to be anti-social' and read wrapped in ten layers of foil before being smashed into a big mess and stuck in a cupboard for ten years... alright maybe nine. Not only did he find it hard to have proper conversations *resorting to the above he stopped others from joing in - most vividly when he actually pushed me away when I joined the convo between him and the former girl. And of course it had to be him that got the Camp Stalker awatd this year. OK I think I've drained RAF camp for long enough, now I think I'll talk about.... I know something I noticed on the RAF camp. Everyone there it seems was very much near my stage of maturity - all these people I talk about must have been 1, 2 perhaps 3 years younger than me and yet I never felt as though I was superior over them. Now of course in one sense this could be because how teenagers are very similar and everything but then when I compare myself with some of the people my age it seems like I'm lacking in some way - take Saj for example, compared to him I'm about 1.5, maybe 2 years away from him - sure he is nearly a year older than me but then I stillfeel there's something there. It occurs to me that something must have happened when I was 12/13/14 in which I almost froze in development and didn't change, but when I think of that period I wasn't espcially unhappy or sad but then again I don't actually have alot of memories from it. Probably the main things that happened then were; making friends with the Baums, several ongoing achievements, an improvement towards the end as GCSE's loomed, Warhammer. For three years this doesn't seem to be alot at all espcially when I consider all the things I did in just the past year - many more friends made, tonnes of achievements and activites and my AS levels. Unfortunately I find this a real challenge to cope with - the more I think of it the more I realise I acted like a 3rd for almost three years; I lived in yet another fantasy world (like the world of the computer room), I did what I was told and expected of and nothing more and generally was a timid creature that didn't go looking for new friends and heaven forbid that I would ever speak to a girl! Of course at least as a 3rd stuff did happen and I did change during the times but I missed that crucial part of being an active person for the next 3 years through which everything is now distorted. And I feel its a real hindrance - I've only developed my leadership skills in the past two years, I've only become independant in the past two years, I've only tried to help much in the past two years... Thus I feel I need another year or so to get to the next stage and do everything I should have done before - and yet I was too busy playing Warhammer and acting like an 11 year old to realise this at the time. Of course how to set things straight now I haven't a clue. Thought for the day: The axe will not stop the blow of a bigger axe, only the shield may save you; in the face of adversity stand firm, do not lash out only in vain. post comment

Guess Who's Back? [17 Jul 2004|12:06am] [ mood | thoughtful ] Right I'm finally updating my journal! (*applause from crowd) Right after coming back from my first RAF camp - it was so good :p to give you just a taster of what happened *clears throat: Drill Coastal walking Station touring Shooting Flying in a Sea King helicopter Night Ex Go-Karting Swimming... twice Bowling Abseling Zip-wiring Surfing Travelling (well duh!) Huge Air Show...ing and of course meeting many many people with their own stories. Despite no-one else here knowing who he is I'm going to tell y'all about the following people - one called Will, the highest ranking male cadet (note all the highest ranking cadets were girls *grumbles) and Tom, a corporal from 'the island' (of wight) During the week (in fact in just two days) some silly girls from our lower years became their 'flussies' and some funny stuff happened there (like the prank txt message of 'Do you want to get laid tonight?') But the most interesting person is this Tom - apparently he's like 1,000,000 times worse than Sam - perverted enough to get not just the 'camp stalker' award for last year or to stick his feet up the skirt of some poor cadet know didn't know him but apparently slept with a 21 year old married mother as like a one night stand thing, which makes going out with an U4 seem like very little - paedophilia or not. Oh that and he's a SEXIST PIG! Geeze I thought sexual equality existed till that camp - and I'm not just talking about sexism for a laugh; when we went swimming he went up to an attendant and seriously asked 'why do you employ women here?' Anyway they both got their comupance for being class A prats (*remembers time room mate found a used condom in his bed and someone said 'they were about to jump on this guy sleeping on the floor', when I was the one who put my matress down since the top bunk had no safety railings) yea, on the night ex they took a female officer and bound her up with duct tape and threw her into a bush, the result being that they were severly reprimanded and got demoted - the first time i've ever seen a demotion. Anyway about the other aspects of the camp - it was fun to see so many ppl come together by the end of it (as in forming couples) and there were several nice ppl there, like one eeirely similiar to Shannahan but without the red hair and a bit nicer (no offense) and several stereotypes like the 'rock hard' michael-type guy that wanted to join the RAF regiment and his authoritarian views and the communist girl. Oh well I guess that's enough said, just add that it was really cool and I would now say I actually have something more than a passive interest in the CCF (yea that's right I now WANT to take drill, I WANT to be in the GTC and I WANT to sort out cool activites - conjures up another command task) PS got a *really* nice jacket I'm gonna wear on my bday :p Thought for the day: The hard earth may crumble and fall in the wind over time yet the bending tree will not; to live through the changes of time you must change with it 2 comments|post comment

Football's going away, on holiday, on holiday, it's going! [24 Jun 2004|03:37pm] [ mood | blank ] Y’no something that really annoys me? My computer – its brand new, just out of the box (almost) and yet I download one thing Messenger+ tells me to and it goes all screwy and stops working – it makes me really sad and worried  On other news our dreams were once again dashed in the same, time honoured fashion, losing in a way very similar to that against Argentina but an even more unlucky and worse defeat – I remember seeing on the news someone predicting England would win 2-1 and Owen would score the 1st goal but alas no…. just cos we thrashed the Swiss and our ref was Meier the gayer (see he already has an affectionate nickname! Reply if you find any better suggestions.) The odd thing though is when we lost there was something strangely natural about it – perhaps too many times I’ve conditioned myself for a defeat and it has come, or – and this is more worrying, I have simply lost all put the slightest of emotion for anyone or anything; I guess if that is true I can use it to my advantage in Politics – of course I need to understand others and how their emotions work first mind. Since we are out in this tournament, so long as any appeals aren’t successful that is, I guess I’ll talk about this tournament and how important football (esp. international events) are for our nation. Britain is too often very hesitant in exhibiting any signs of nationalism; though I will talk about this in further detail later, we all know what attitudes are like in this country – it seems you can raise an Irish, Scottish, Welsh, Indian, Pakistani, African, American, Chinese, E.European, Arabic or the flag of any other nationality, in this country, but never an English or a British flag. And for all those the do so they either ARE racists like the BNP or are labelled as racists like Michael. Yet Football changes all that, if not only for a few weeks in this case; across the nation millions and millions of English flags are bought and displayed; on cars, windows, clothes, children, faces… the only time where nationalism is seen in a good light is when the nation is brought together by footie and it is incorrect to be against this or support any other country (to think that even my Muslim-begrudged granddad would feel sympathy for the Pakistani taxi-drivers of Wolverhampton when the local council told them to remove their flags, beggars belief) Moreover it is not just nationalism that such tournaments create but also a passion for football – I’m sure that deep within all of us is a deep-seated adoration of the sport yet during a normal season it is only those that play a little or drunken lager louts that seem to actually care; and for that matter it is almost solely a male thing. Yet when a championship comes round everyone; brother, sister, father, mother, baby, dog, have joined that great flock of people now only too keen to watch hours and hours of the stuff, to jump up and shout as they score, cry as they lose on penalties and keep quiet and tense and be in agony for the rest of the time. I myself remember the 1996 tournament and how, after that, I actually took an active interest and played the sport for a while or my mum, though never watching or taking any notice of the premiership games, watches any and everything – not just the match, including those of other teams, but also the commentary. Of course then we must ask ourselves; its all very well being together but what do we do then? To this anyone with a hatred towards the sport and their actions of its supporters would reply ‘wreck the lives of poor foreigners.’ However , whilst this may happen, I think this is not a result of football nor the new supporters, but instead that small crowd of rowdy people that cause trouble all the time anyway and thus to be against this happening would be to be against a large number of patriotic people merely because of the few that wish to stir up trouble – more often than not as a cause of alcohol. On the contrary I would say that football brings out in the nation some of its very best qualities – of course people react differently, yet I feel that as a nation we purvey, for a passing moment, the very qualities that won us the second world war. In the face of stiff competition and the grave possibility of defeat our country never gives up; we dream and hope and we stand unflinching ready to achieve our goal – shown in the greatest personification through the reactions of our team itself. Moreover we strive so hard that we do everything; we buy tot that has our colours or ‘England’ written on it; devoting our money to something at least, arguably, worthwhile in a sense, and we idolise our players – naming our children from them, turning them into super-celebrities and giving them a semi-deity status, so much so that were Rooney yesterday, he would be ushered in by cheering crowds and furthermore nothing gets in between us and watching the game; whatever the cost we are there, even if it means missing work or skipping diner and in Portugal horrendous amounts of corruption goes on so that those in the upper aeons can get a ticket there and see England play and the black-market seeing tickets to the thousands that will see their team play whatever the cost – I feel some sympathy for those with their passports confiscated. And of course England’s fans let nothing go unacknowledged – for every goal scored by us the nation beams with electricity and for every match lost there are tears – though we always add ‘better luck next time…’ And of course to sum all this up are the many and varied songs; some poor, some half-decent, cheering on our favourite team:. “Vindaloo” “Come on England” “Sven” “Hey England” “Three Lions” “I get knocked down” Italia 1990 song They all point to one simple fact – “World Cup 2006 watch out, ‘cos England are going to win!” Thought for the day: “Others may dash your dreams and replace them with nightmares; have you wounded, tortured, mutilated and killed but always remember this; whatever happens you will always be yourself and not even your most vengeful rival can take that away from you.” post comment

Shyness [22 Jun 2004|08:33pm] [ mood | pensive ] Well apparently it seems people think my posts are too long - see if I care! Today has been pretty bland and uninteresting; in the morning I wasn't too well (not helped by my habit of staying up ridiculously long hours) though I was fine from about 1ish and went through the confidence-draining task of maths revision and then I got bored and started to read, well so much for the revision... I now have a long list of topics to talk about which should help me, since last night I was really running out. Today I think I'll do.... the story of little miss shy (or just shyness overall.) I think being shy plays a rather large part in soceity - after all its mostly shyness that means millions of people sitting right beside each other may never speak to one another or that means many romances never blossom as they could have or that means many do not dare to express true feelings or show to the world their hidden talents. For me I think a shyness that developed at around the age of 10 or 11 in me did hinder progress for a great deal of time; during which I seemed unable to talk to strangers or make many new friends or undertake ambitious projects with others or do many different school activites or really voice my opinions. Luckily for me I feel as though I have begun to remove it from my life and I feel I have just enough there now to do what I want but not make a complete and utter fool of myself. The problem is I feel however, that my experience is merely that of a 'normal' person and, having seen others far more shy than I'd ever be and not coming to terms with this clearly illustrates the impact that shyness has on us. Yet what actually is shyness then? the dictionary defines it as 'a fear of embarrasment' which sums it up well, however I'm not sure if it is copletely true; whilst yes, there is the fear of embarrasment, I think there is also a fear of something else - a fear of, through instrusive actions, offending others or angering them through what you do. Either way of course shyness is a fear; though I feel there are many types of shyness with their respective kinds of fear that induce them; firstly there is the shyness of social intrusion - people are hesitant to talk, ask intrusive questions, back people into uneasy situations through a comment or touch someone else. Here I think the fear takes on many different aspects; the fear of embarrasment, the fear of offending/ angering others, the fear of the response by who you are ineracting with and lots of other psycological stuff not to do with fear (such as the idea some want to play the 'matyr' by looking lonely and unloved...) There is also a shyness to contradict - I'm sure I will go back to group behaviour later but here we can see how this shyness is when someone fears challenging another (verbally) and instead accept it. This is caused by fears of embarrasment and ridicule - with someone quickly overturning your arguement, or fear of how others will view you after causing friction or again the fear of offending those who may only have your best interests at heart. Thirdly we have the shyness to perform, a little different from the above, we all know this shyness well though it is perhaps an amagalmation of fear, nervousness and anticipation. It is also intertwined with a fear of being the centre of attention and is caused almost solely by fear of embarrasment though also by underestimation and modesty. These I feel are the main types of shyness though they all come with variants and different shades of each other like the shyness to do or say something that has a great deal to do with the first or s hyness to act - such as do something that soceity does not normally do, that intertwines with the third shyness. However the message is clear; shyness is a fear of embarrasment yes, but more aptly I would say that it is a certain brand of fear overall and constitues as far more than just embarrasment. Yet what are the causes behind such fears then? These surely stem from a whole range of things - looking at embarrasment we can see how this is very much something that soceity has created; we feel embarrased mainly because that is what we are supposed to feel - we are supposed to feel bad about ourselves when we are humiliated and not take it as the joke it may be. The fear of others and how they may respond to our actions is, whilst being some part experience, again in part soceity and how we are expected to behave around strangers - to not speak unless we can find a reason and the worries of crime that also stop us from doing this. Moreover I think another interesting reason behind such fear is in fact people's fear of other people in general and that those who are not worried about such fears are not afraid of others, having taken a social 'leap of faith.' The fear of offending or hurting others too is something soceity has called for; the whole idea of diplomacy and people being expected to not reveal their true feelings to other. Yet it is easier to understand and embrace since, after all, it is an honourable thing to think of others and their feelings. Then again all too often people can believe that others may be extremely sensitive and get carried away - becoming shy and lonely because of such fears. However I guess this is something that must be tackled through sound judgement and timing; skills that are difficult to master no doubt, but their rewards are great. In the end I guess such shyness should, in the long run, make us lonely and consider that either we stay in our shy-selves and try and hide away from the rest of humanity or be bold and embrace others and not be afraid to say what we wish, within reason. Thought for the day: "He who has done nothing right has done everything wrong, whilst he who has done nothing wrong has not done everything right" post comment

Ready or not here we come, its only England having fun! [22 Jun 2004|12:05am] [ mood | sleepy ] 4-2! 4-2! 4-2! 4-2! (a la 'the saints go marching in') "Oh England tried, to score a goal, Oh England tried to score a goal, and now we're going up to the final and win the cup in Portugal! we'll win the cup, we'll win the cup, cos with Beckham, Lampard and Rooney we will have to win the cup!" - I'm glad I walked past the pub to hear that today :p On other news I managed to get a load of new books today (well I mean 2) one by the same author 'games people play' and another that sort of cuts to the chase a bit with "reading people" - shame they didn't have everything in stock though :( Now I just need to find some time to read all this... wihich is harder than you could even begin to imagine! oh well, 'at least'I'm not feeling too well now, having just been sick, and I guess I can use that to spend another day at home - since I don't think running around in bogmires will really do me a great deal of good a day before my maths exam! Still, I'm not going to get enough done... Ok, for today's topic I'm going to try something a little less, as Micahael would call it - 'pscho-babble'; not to say I'm going to stop it altogether :p Today I think I'll talk about... oh all right if I must - sexy images in public places! I find it quite shocking the amount of sexy images that are projected at us in the modern world; all you have to do is take a bus, walk the streets or even watch television and there's no way of getting away from it! Either you have dozens of posters littered with scantily-clad women, people with tops that barely cover their bras, shampoo adverts that seem to be advertising more a women's fake orgasm than anything else. ITs not that this is particullary suprising, bad or unantural of course and, men being men, it is enjoyable yet, despite thinking of myself as sexually liberal, there are problems with it that I can't tolerate and why I find myself wishing away the sexy underwear and the women with more silicon than my somputer; here is a list of different complaints. Firstly is the way in which it is often very much a commercial thing; it plays o man's weakness (not only weakness of course) of 'thinking about sex every six seconds'; sure some of it is not to generate profits directly, but not many women take most of their clothes off for nothing (cept drunk ones) - after all how else does The Sun get such a large readership or how else can Mcdonald's now rebrand themselves? Furthermore not only do I deem it a corporate exploitation of our sexual drives but also that in fact companies aim to expand the size of these drives through the blasting of such images; no wonder men think about sex every six seconds - every six seconds we see another advert with women in sexy bikinis! Of course this is not all; there is also the related issue of crime - without tring to sound like sex is a bad thing and must be discouraged at all costs, I feel sexy images have a great part to play in the prblems of soceity somewhat; this could be anything from the time spent by men oggling (and doing other things) over such pictures (though they are not normally in public) to the time spent by women going to keep-fit classes and sepnding small fortuntes on something that will make them look small, to the time moral corruption of adolescent minds that turns them into far more debauched minds and the break-down of moral behaviour in general, to the inadequacy felt by many females unable to obtain such a body, to the crime committed - being anything for under-age sex & pregnacies and adultery and prostitution to sexual harrasment, assault, rape and child molestation; the latter caused by the way in which, all too often, the public potrays such young females and thus maing it easy to turn red miniskirts into grey unifrom ones and atteact the gaze of lustful men. There is of course then the feminist arguements and here the way in which such pcitures all too often illustrate a picture of women as objects and the many ways in which soceity imposes certain high standards on women and how their bodies should look through this gving women the rather limited and very polarised and showvanistic but nonetheless real, options of either; 1.) model or anything fashion related in which a good body is a prequesite, 2.) the role of 'wife' and 'mother' in which the only way to secure such a relationship is by having a good body (due to what these images tell our men) or 3.) the 'frigid' working woman; single and lonely but hard working and only a good body really fits the picture due to how working women are illustarted in public images. Therefore it means that there is little time for the poor woman, unable to look stunningly beautiful or lose weight and furthermore soceity may all too often forget such people, despite their efforts and despite the fact they are the ones that, more than anyone else, desire the social inclusion of others. Tying in with this of course is the fact that; whilst a fat, ugly woman is very unlikely to make it big, even the ugliest, fattest, oldest man can. Moreoever this is a great problem with the potryal of sexy images in public - 99% of the time they are of women and thus we get this body-fasiscm culture but heavily weighted down on one sex; where its OK for a man to have a bit of a belly but if a woman grows just a few inches people are quick to call her 'obese.' Of course the hope is that, what with soceity's changing attitudes towards obesity and how both sexes have bagun to care then this should not be a problem. Yet howe long will such changes takes? after all at the rate we're going to change such view on these may take many many years. Furthermore it does not still tackle the underlying principles; only mutes a few of their effects. No; it seems that instead there are only two feasible soltutions - the first to get rid of the sexy images altogether and to leaves sex as something that is talked about and thought about in the bedroom and no-one else. Yet surely for any who wants to be at all sexually liberal this is the wrong desicion to make and in effect may increase many of the problems that arise from sex being locked away from soceity; increasing (not the opposite) sexually-related crime and sexual frustration and potentially increasing the amount of violence indirectly (as they say violence and sex have a negative correlation.) Instead however there is the solution that we try and increase the amount of sexual images in the public but only for those potraying men; that men as well as women are portrayed as objects, no-one is free from watching thier weight (and muscle size), we all have rampant sexual drives that solve the demographic problems as an added bonus and that soceity's problems can be curtailed through this. Yet this is to miss out a few important problems to do with such images; for example do you really think a new, muscly male populus is going to start reducing the amount of sexually related crimes? or will this really stop any exploitation of our sexual drives by corporations considering that male sexual images, even in the very small hollywood doses, have sold many many film tickets for instance. Therefore I guess we must compromise somewhat; while trying to promote sexual liberation and moreoever sexual liberation that is regardless of gender, we perhaps need to attempt in the same way to make sure people are neither corrupted nor trmpted to do bad things after seeing such images - espcially for the innoncent, child population. Furthermore though I would like to see more male sexual images, with the mix being far more 50/50 or at least 60/40 unlike at the present and for such images to not be perhaps expressed so openly and vivdly - maybe with some sort of guidelines or stricter regulation of advertising to make sure we are not bombarded with sex but nonetheless can see such images if we must or for us to at least be prepared as to what is to come when people clearly naked, showing breasts or even underwear is shown during normal hours. In closing; in a world where sexual images are potrayed in such vulgar ways it makes one wonder wheter people have anything better to do than think about sex. Thought for the day: "One must not confuse honour with glory; honour when we stand up to our foes, glory is when we defeat them." 5 comments|post comment

On melancholy II [21 Jun 2004|12:01am] Right I'm going to do this quickly so I can try and still say this was done today :P Oh btw my grandparents thing was really crazy and I noticed a ridiculous side to my father (and brother) I'm sure I'll cover later also GO PORTUGAL!!! now all we need is to get through and then we'll beat their sorry asses & get into to semis, beat CZ republic and beat France in the final... ah! la glorie! Anyway back to what I was saying eariler.... We have so many friends because we by putting hapiness and sorrow on scales and tallying it up is in fact an inaccurate measure of balancing up a friendship; moreover the greatest value in any friendship and the greatest hapiness gained is merely through such bonds existing in the first place; anything from the hapiness it gets you via networking and the 'strategic friendship' or merely that you feel less sadness from the loneliness caused by having less friends to the hapiness of the safety, acknowlegdment, pride, joy and all the things that having such friendships bring in themselves. Furthermore even if the hapiness from this didn't weigh up we still have the basic, primal instinct within us that yearns for any human to be close to another to help in life. Thus perhaps for all those that may feel that having friendships bring them one rollercoaster ride of emotional grief and this just gets worse the closer they get to others, we can always take some solace in the idea that, as long as at least a few friendships remain, we can live a happy life far better off than that of a sad loner where everything is pure melancholy. Thought for the day: "It is wrong to hate or persecute even the lowliest criminal - for though he may have done wrong, he is still a human being and deserves the dignity and respect as all living creatures do" 1 comment|post comment

On melancholy [20 Jun 2004|04:55pm] [ mood | contemplative ] OK I'd better quickly post before I go out - i'm gonna miss the 16:45 game! *sighs oh well we probably won't make it through anyway *double sighs Having spent several hours looking over a poem 'ode to melancholy' it made me think about why people actually became sad or depressed; expically considering the apparent events on thrusday and looking over everyone else's posts *looks in laurence's direction - though I'm going to dicuss that later when I go over everyone (it seems to be the new obsessive craze now) Anyway here I realised pretty wuickly how many idfferent ways people can become upset; event-based reasons including disappointment (watching England play), realtionship-based (your girlfriend's dumped you), financially-based (your house has been reposessed), physically-based (someone just hit you) or work-based (you have 10 reports to do by monday) also emotional reasons; either because of what someone else has said or some new realisation, the old 'mood-swing' thing and also - perhaps the strangest of all, third-party sadness occuring where everyone seems depressed so you do the same *looks in Hannah's direction. Yet of this what makes us continually sad on a day to day basis? For me its probably either the weekend feeling of inadequacy, laziness and incompetance (work-based) or the feeling of rejection by other people (more often than not indirectly caused by their sadness.) Of course this is clearly different for others; notably here more often than not it is the cause of some other human being and one that we are close to (enemies seem to cause more anger than sadness compared to friends.) Thus if this is true surely we have to way up the ways in which we can be made happy to look at how benefical having friends really is for us here hapiness can be caused by; events - the same as above but without the physically-based, work based and joyfulness (ie opposite of disappointment)as much as when this causes sadness again the emotional reasons and from what others say; yet here more often than not we feel more sadness than hapiness from this (people are quick to insult and often their complements are mere flattery or insincere - part of our social conduct) moreover this is the same story with 'third-party' hapiness however we do have other forms of hapiness from drugs and material items that do not occur so much with sadness. Of course friends don't bring alot of our hapiness; it is often caused more by strangers, ourselves or other factors than with sadness. Furthermore if we way it up, at face value it may seem that people we know may actually cause us more grief than hapiness or at least it may be somewhat level - so why then do we have so many friends? Find out later.... :p 2 comments|post comment

Waning Attention Spans II [20 Jun 2004|01:21am] Damn I cheated myself! I meant to do this before the day was over but now I'm an hour late - oh well! Anyway back to what I was saying... The point is that in a world of consumerism there are thousands, millions of companies that have an intense thrist for people's money and to get them to buy as much from them as possible. Thus it is not suprisng then that in our world those who become obsessed in a fad are nutured, embraced by the company and soceity in general; the company that creates the right setting (GW do this very well though so do most other sucessful fads; containing huge ranges of merchanise including many collectables and films and TV programmes like Pokemon) for this to happen and moreover to create the right conditions so that soceity may deem it suitable even worthwhile or neccesary for people to immerse themselves in such environments. However the point is that no sooner have people been enticed by such a fad, bought all the products and started to lose a little interest, the company may call it a day, stop attracting interest there and find a different gimmick to get more money out of people. Furthermore each of the way individual fads pan out and the many choices that people have of getting immeresed in one thing or another means that people feel they ought to delve in multiple interests, yet for those who find this difficult to continue over a long period of time it effectively means constantly changes interests - all known as having a short attention span. But then how does this work in reference to me writing random things or adults getting different jobs? Well here we can see how the companies are mainly focusing the gimmicks on children or 'those that have most amount of money to spend on useless stuff' therefore it is true that whilst there are these things targeted at adults normally this is a very limited range extending to; fitness, appliances, funiture, books, finance, self improvement, DIY/gardening, sex whereas in the child world it is: music, films, TV, food, cards, stickers, stationery, cuddly toys, action toys, console games, magazines... (of course there is actually more for adults than I expected but here you notice how with adults things are far less 'fads' than they are with children) Moreoever as children images and sound are blasted at us and emotional concepts like peer pressure and fantasy and thus in our childhood having a short attention span is nutured with the idea of 'keeping with the times' and 'being cool.' Furthermore such concepts, though less endorsed in our adult lives, are carried with us like some big sign that says "I couldn't bring myself to focus on specific goals when I was young - why should I be any different now?!" Unfortunately I can't see many solutions to such a problem; either soceity changes completely, which is very unlikely, you are 'lucky' enough not to indulge in such obsessions when you were a child (of course this is often the by-product of a severe parent and therefore you may have problems elsewhere) or you change as an indivdual; either gradually or through some kind of psychological cure. I myself feel that I am slowly but surely breaking free from the curse of a short attention span; I think more and more I'm now able to carry projects through and attain goals, of course it really is something long term. Oh well that's enough pseudo-psychology for one (two) day(s) - just one last thing I remembered that I forgot to add in these... Thought for the day: "Your greatest nemesis is the one who knows you the most - your own self; battle and be victorous over him and then you shall truly reap the rewards of your victory" post comment

Waning Attention Spans I [19 Jun 2004|07:44pm] Well today's been another annoying weekend day; a day of sloth, unproductivety and screwing up my new (30 year old) latin book because our teacher sets too much :( I find it strange how I'm actually at my worst during weekends despite the time that I have and everything, oh well... Talking of today, while rumaging through piles and piles of papers I found alot of interesting stuff like many old drawings and literature and even sketches for Romanesque war machines (wow - my house is like the British Museum!) obviously made by me and something occured to me linked with what I wrote yesterday; were all my many many aborted efforts culminated into one I may actually have something worthwhile. And this leads on to a problem of obsessive behaviour and human nature in general; the idea that people can quickly lose their concentration on the topic at hand and desire to do something else. Luckily for me, working within the confines of politics, when I lose interest in one thing (ie votes for 16 - I have a website and everything for it!) I can hop onto the bandwagon of another (ie improving people's morals - I have plans for Heaven On Earth Society (HOES) and adverts planned out and stuff) Thus within politics there is always scope for flexibility; hence I find myself very sick and tired of the Iraq War. However in another job this must create many problems; like very laborious and tedious office work in a detailed field or accountancy... and therefore surely after a while these people must lose interest in what they do - could this be, in part, the reason behind why people change jobs much more frequently? Moreover if this is the case how were things so much different previously? The way so many people in the past lead lives devoted to solely one field and nothing else and the many who merely had one thing to say or do and nothing else leads me to conclude that there must be recent changes that have reduced our attention spans and consequently increased obsessive behaviour. From my own experience I guess this is most attributed to changes in soceity and, more specifically, changes in marketing and increased consumerism. Take as an example Jurrasic Park; 50 years ago, apart from being done completely with unrepresentative models and strings and most probably in black and white (if only to hide the strings better), there would have perhaps been a more intense interest in dinosaurs as with Ben Hur (there wasn't an interest in dinosaurs here though) however nothing of the same kind of craze we would have today. And why? because if Jurrasic Park was released 50 (million) years ago I wouldn't have boxes full of dinosaur toys, several books on 'the making of Jurraisc Park', a die cast set of models, JP stickers and a sticker book, several magazines based on the films, JP staintonery, pencils, pens, pencilcases, rulers, rubbers, tins and all other non sensical curios. Thus perhaps at the heart of obsessive behaviour lies the heart of modern consumerism; where my parents have given the greasy owners of GW several thousand pounds of dirty money or Steven Speilburg enough to afford another ivory (of tricertops) backstcrather. Yet how does this link up with reduced attention spans? Find out later... 1 comment|post comment

Obsession (for men) [18 Jun 2004|10:34pm] [ mood | contemplative ] Well today was one half-crazy half-pointless day; mostly doing little xcept reading, sometimes talking and the rest of the time doing maths (and latin) Grrr its so annoying - I can't stop reading my book for prolonged periods of time - I MUST finish it before I get down to revise Maths coz otherwise I'm not going to be able to do :( I guess this leads into a topic and that's obseesive behaviour; how much of it do people feel? Do most of us go through life as one steady, sometimes slighlty changing, balance or a life of extreme to extreme; trying something radical and new for a few weeks and then moving on to something else. Unfotunately I find myself nearer the latter - all my life I've had some obseesion or fixation with something and revelled in it for a little while before breaking off and finding something else to be fixated on instead. I think the Animals of Farthing Wood is one of my first memories of this; buying all the books and all the tapes and even writing stories containing the same charecters when I was 6. Then it was Jurrasic Park; my parents were fearing that I'd get scared from seeing the film, when instead it took hold of my life; again I bought magazines and all kinds of literature, dinosaur toys (the entire colection) and I had a fixation with dinosaurs in general, some much so I was thinking of becoming a palentologist (however boring the prospects were) In fact, though I've never said this, I used to pretend Bancrofts was inside the fanatsy world - I can still remeber walking up the forest gates and imagining there were dinosaurs there and making up stories and stuff. Then there were other fads like football and completeling the Euro 1996 album :p and knowing all the anmes and histories of teams and constantly abusing the lack of any offside rule in lunchtime football to score goals. There was television programs that I continually watched like hour/day of the Simpsons or just as much time watching the Rugratas and Lego - buying vast amounts of the stuff and construcing houses and sets and playing lenghty game sof hours long with my frineds - constructing fotresses and battles, then there were computer games and the endless hours of Final Fantasy and Sonic and many games played and silly american books that Faizal was so keen in like Goosebumps and Animorphs. And when I 'graduated' to the Senior school there were even more ridiculous things like Tamagotchis (ah the glory days of my tamagotchi marketing ring that ended up in them being banned!) and Yoyos. Of course more recently and with greatest impact is Warhammer - spaninng the longest from the late Thirds to late fifths (although I still enjoy it in moderation) - though far from this being one big sad thing that everyone believes it to be so, it was more of hundreds of different aspects - perhaps now Laurence & Michaerl may realise why I collected every single army now; each army was just another, often 3-4 month long, obsession - spending awfully large amounts of money and time and effort - though it was along with the guidance of others I guess. But once all those are bushed aside, what else is left? I think I probably have often fixations with writing maynbe - even in this wrtting, I've half made up my mind to keep it in an approachable form so perhaps it may later be published together with a multitude of politcal reflections made elsewhere. Though there is so much creative work that has merely been swept aside at varying stages; anything from an almost finished, but really really crap!, short story with a useless plot and badly written, to fanciful stories of things I've only set down in my mind and partly through communication, to dreams I've written down hoping to use later. Though this doesn't answer the underlying wuestion of course; namely is it right to have such obessions? Of course they would noramlly be seen as wrong and 'everything in moderation' yet it occurs to me what is really wrong about them? Sure it hinders your development elsewhere but then perhaps it can nuture you (so long as its something 'good' and not drinking, drugs..) I mean as far as your creative soul is concerned surely these have been very important in aiding that; giving rise to the sorts of myths and fantasies that we all revel in at some stage or another and adapting roles in that way. Also there is the social element; without these particular fixations I would never have met the people that I did and talked to them (although Jurrasic Park did this little justice) for example were it not for Warhammer I doubt my relationship with the Baums would have flourished so or friendships with Alex W or Sean or Tim or many other prep friendships. But then are obsessions the best thing for every person? and perhaps they are, to a degree, something we all go through; moreoever so long as these fixations can be kept going long enough to achieve some sort of a goal (ie writing a book) then I guess they have been a sucess. Oh well I feel my latest fixation is in part that for psychology and understanding youself and others - pah, I guess Ill just have to see how that pans out; I'm hoping I can get to a stage where at least I can deduce from behaviour more that the crap I've recently been epousing - remeber a trainee therapist is probably worse than you're avreage joe - at least your average joe does think he knows what he's talking about and doesn't find a solution to people's problems because of something a dead hippy once wrote! Man this is long! Oh well...... 4 comments|post comment

I love 1980's! [16 Jun 2004|10:24pm] [ mood | peaceful ] Wow, reading about pschology is fun :p espically when it uses fairy tales and myths to illustrate its points. Although I really want to read more on my author now - apparently he's the pioneer of transactional analysis (in layman's terms the way different people interact with each other through different states of mind) Anyway on to the part of my Lj that people will understand (note the first part was written by my adult child state or 'little proffesor'; the kind of child state were u like to think of yourself as being clever and which may infer being superior to others) erm.... yea I was going to talk about the 80's apparently and since I've been talking about it to people so much today I'd better to it. Right; basically I think the 80's would really be a good place to live in (in this country) - starting with the politics; Thatcher may have been nasty but she was the kind of PM you want to see - even if you hate her at least you have that kind of mutual arch-enemy thing not the sort of resent-apathy of Blair. Moreoever unlike Major and Blair she got things done, for better or for worse, she saw to it that we didn't live again the horrid strike days of the 1970's and however oppressive the means it was perhaps a necessary evil in hindsight. Then there was her economic policy - whilst at the end of her time it all collapsed, while she was still sane things were better than since the 2nd World War; for once Britain was achieving increases in GDP that were actually somewhat comparable to those abroad and effectively for once we were increasing our share in the world community. Better still she effectively promoted something of a enterprise/ managerial culture and the effects of Labour's super tax at 95% which caused a 'brain drain' was somewhat reversed and the 'Yuppies' and 'noveau riche' however horrible as actual people, were after all in a small minority and others benefited from their success'. Even the miners, despite their troubles, came out the better from it - now they can begin to spawn a new generation of literate people, able to adapt to modern circumstances, and expunge the problems of the past; with literacy in Sheifield in the 1970's at under 50%! In global terms too; for once our negotiations with the USSR and disarmament (which may I add is no longer happening)meant not only we had great political power, together with European and US influence, but also we could rid over 1/2 the world (in land mass) of the problems of command economy and hopefully in the long run save its people. Of course Thatcher can't be attributed to all these sucess' but you get the idea. Of course there is alot more that politics. Take the clothes for instance; sure in modern terms they seem ridiculous and 'unwearable' but yet I feel they are a powerful expression of the human mind; hippy clothes, punk clothes, grunger clothes, towny clothes - they are all merely ways people want others to percieve them as and a facade they attempt to create. 80s and prepy clothes however are far more about not caring how unfashionable you seem and the brightness of it reflecting a certain positive outlook and frame of mind otherwise lacking elsewhere - as a late 80s 'Saved by the Bell' episode showed, you could get away with sticking a pizza on your head and not seem stupid. Nowadays some underserving school drop out [illerate no good lazy bum anti-intelligence anti-student kind-of-guy-who'll-milk-off-all-my-hard-earned-cash anti-work anti-morals anti-ethics sinning rebel-in-the-worst-kind-of-way horrible nasty kekniving punk bum (Victor)] would mug it off your head and punch you in the face. Or take the music for instance, arguably the best music of any decade, from the cheesy electric piano sounds to semi-punk stuff; I can't list bands but you known now how important the 80s were for music - even 20 years on we have constant 80s celebrations on VH1 Classic and bands since then have mostly been merely re-creating the 80s in a modern form. Yet most important of all is the whole essence of that decade; the 80s was the decade of hope, opportunity, looking foward to the future, believing you can be and do whatever ever you want, Reagan and such people evoked in nations a sense of optimism and above all created a long lost hapiness and joy that we lose all the tims - just look at the songs and you can see it, even the sad ones have a bouncy beat (eg don't you want me baby) and the happy ones an even bouncier beat (don't wait up) and that is what most appeals to me; joy - not crazy hippy drug-induced joy, but a joy of waking up tommorow with a spring in your step and a song in your heart - you may rail against the government but at least that brings you some hapiness. Furthermore this opptimism brought forth the beginning of really important techonological advance - the mobile phone and the personal computer were both some of the great wonders of anew age, together with the fax machine or the many different gadgets (rubix cube included :P) that actually made the 80s not the 90s the year of innovation and new techonolgy for a modern age. As far as Britain is concerned for once we had nationalism again; Thatcher as Lady Britannia (the Iron lady), the Brtish flag, the incorporation of other cultures into this sense of nationalism too, the (despite its problems) victory of Britain over her enemies in the Falkands and the hope given to those attacked by invaders in Kuwait - spawning the infamous 'desert rats.' In short the 80s saw a more unified country (despite Northern Ireland) - one that had greater influence over the rest of the world than ever since the 2nd World War and moreover a happy nation turning it back on the problems of the past and looking ahead towards prosperity - the best attitude may be not but then if we can't be happy then we are doomed to a future of sadness that other decades seemed to foretell. post comment

British Pscyho [15 Jun 2004|10:26pm] [ mood | sleepy ] Alrite starting off with randomness about the France game, I just realised the many many different taunts you can give the French team: Theiry Henry = 'Hairy Henry' (aka Dirty Harry's good friend) Vierra = the song 'Vierra ahahahaha Vierra ahahahaha he tried to score a goal and could only hit the pole!' (or some such variant) Lazarazu = 'he lives in a zoo' :p Bartez = Barftez/ Bart Macelele (or whatever) = '1 Mace 2 Mace 3 Marcelele - Hey Marcelele!' Zinedine Zidane = Duran Duran - named after girl! *titters Of course after that game the last one is no longer worthy of any name/taunt/song *piercing glare (that's right - all across to Lisbon!) OK now for the actually bulk of it (feel free to go to sleep now, noone reads this stuff anyway) SEX PENIS JOHNNY DEPP (now that woke u up I hope!) anyway........... It occurs to me that the main problem between me and becoming future Pm (despite seemingly inevitable within our social group) is, as said by an unconfirmed source, an inabilty to read peop[le. Whilst this may not have any problems with neccsairaly dealing with people employing a 'make 'em laugh' approach most the time and debating the rest of it I can see this may really hold me back. Sure I'll never be a Hitler or Styalin when it comes to charisma but then I can still be a Peel or a Johnson (erm... maybe a bit better than a Johnson I think) Of course trying to learn how to read people is read people isn't exactly something that you normally read out of a book; it comes out of years orf careful study of the world around you and your relationship and the relationships of others with it. Yet since there isn't much time for that I'm going to try my hand at defying the 'natural' course and do precisely the former. Whilst reading books which are, in effect, one step removed from psychartrists textbooks (as actually stated in the books themselves !) I'm hoping this approach should give my cocktail of ideas and arguements and good background (or as I like to say 'good breeding') that punch (no pun intended) needed to make me a decent politician. Obviously there is the whole getting to know people thing but hopefully that too should happen over time and with a little effort - oh yeah and maybe by writing a few books (which is worth of another post on my latest effortas I want to write this summer) Meanwhile I find myself a merely lowly onlooker on a quest to reap the rewards of the great world of shrinks and crazy people asking questions about your parents. (Seriously your parents are really really important! You've no idea how much they shape the rest of you life!) Only problem is I fear I run the risk of looking at everything purely from that perspective - like just five minutes ago I was like anlysing without thinking about it what was said and psysological impacts and crazy things like supercomuters three times the size of the earth and rocket propelled toothbrush recharges and radiocative handheld fans and the like.... (runs off into Alkeshland/ world of insanity) Oh well as with all things I start doing sooner or later they are abbonded before completeion with the only expection of schoolwork and exams and perhaps individual books (seriously up until Aysha got me back into reading again *thanks Aysha I could almost never actually finish a book - except Harry Potter but then I don't really consider them 'books' more melt-in-the-mouth fantasies and dreams) Ooooo before I forget I have to write about the 80's at some point and how cool they were *'Come on Ilenee' comes into head, words soon replaced by 'Come on Enlgand' Oh well, Goodnight! 1 comment|post comment

Its been so long I've forgotten last time I posted! [14 Jun 2004|05:22pm] [ mood | happy ] Woooooooooooooo! My exams are over *parties... well at least part from S2 but then - screw that! For once in an age I can start to post/ go online/ play/ have a social life again. Yay! Oh well I have school tommorow *clouds gather - at least I don't have to like bother doing any work :p Besides I think my exams went pretty well - I'd be pretty suprised if I didn't get all A's and VERY suprised if I got more than 1 B, of course I can't really afford 1 B but there you go *sighs and thinks of Oxford Oh well, what will I do now? Options include talking to people, writing a web site called 'PVC' (like the Onion but British), writing random stuff about my view, reading stuff, doing more sport... alrite ANY sport, getting ready to play WH for the first time in ages, writing poetry are all among a crazily long list of stuff to d. Though I musn't forget my speech exam and my S2 (much) Alrite I think I'll now talk about... bitchin' (that was a really crazy thing that popped in my head and for some reason a load of other stuff came up just as I thought of it but there you go) Yea anyway, bitchin'; is it a good or bad thing? I mean it is really annoying if its hapeenning to you (which as far as I know happens little in my case) and its also annoying to anyone else when people constntly infer back to their previous bitchin' sessions *looks i Michael, Hannah, Elena's direction Yet is it really such a crime? After all it gets rid of people's emotional anguish and frustration by being able to express their true opinions about others and the world. I confess I've done a bit of it a little and it does get rid of the weight of your chest. Though it also does help you express pinions about people and things which I like doing just for the sake of doing it :p Of course then there is the thing about doing it behind someone's back - and I remember this being leteraly, graphically expressed on at least one occasion *looks back in similiar direction as before Of course then the question is does it hurt people to be told the truth to their face or to just be oblivious to it. Sure if they don't know about it thne it doesn't harm them but then by mrely stating one's faults behind they're back how will they improve themselves? Surely if they know what's wrong with them they can try to change and it would mprove the world both for them and for the 'bitcher' or 'butcher' depending or how much of a stroppy cow/ sexist pig/ mad dog/ silly goose/ treachourous snake they are (and yes, I'm well aware that no butcher would kill snakes or dogs... except on the continent) Anyway back to my point, bitchin' behind someon'e back inevitably leads to disaster whne other people relaise their true feelings about them (ie the Alex incident was a bit like this, so was the elena & Laurence thig and countless other episodes) Personally I would prefer people to say what they thought my faults were andI'd try and change them - of course sometimes percieved faults are really mere perception created by bitchin' Of course maybe in the short run bitchin' is helpful for stress relief, in the long term you need to sort out the problem by telling someone what's wrong; you can of course at least try to use some diplomacy and not be 'ball-breakingl;y' blunt but nonethe less it needs to be done. Oh well that was a crazy subjewct - hopefully this should porvoke so responses. 4 comments|post comment

Quiz [20 Apr 2004|09:01pm] [ mood | content ] Well I didn't post for a long time before, so this should make up for it. WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME? Alkesh Kieran Woods (Charlie Mellow Yellow Pringle Dingo Darstardly.... see Laurence for full details) NICKNAMES? Kesh, Al, Keshybaby, Alky, Alfish, Alcatel, Alchopop, Al'Huk (alright-I made that up :p) SEX: who's offering? BIRTHDAY: July 18th (a day to remember and WRITE DOWN IN YOUR DIARY!) WHERE DO YOU LIVE?: Ooooo is this one of those metaphysical questions.... I live in... a room full of opportunity. SEX OR ICE-CREAM?: Hmmmm... how much of each? WHAT COLOR UNDERWEAR ARE YOU WEARING RIGHT NOW? So I'm expected to check! (Thousands of ppl across the world lift up their trousers to examine their underwear and when I say lift up I mean lift down and when I say lift down I mean pull down *bong) WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU DID?: typed the last letters of this message WHAT IS RIGHT NEXT YOU: closest? the seat Im sitting on perhaps? What kind of question is this - it bears absolutely no relevance to anything! Who WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU ATE OUT WITH: My family, my grandad & some gay guy (no not alex, an uncle - but if alex is interested he can get back to you.... no wait he's taken) IF U WERE A TOY, WHAT WOULD YOU BE?: hmmm.... another meta-physical one ayyyyyy how about.... a rubix cube - cos once you've started on me you'll never want to put me down, 'oooooooo' of audience (In reality its coz its the only toy I can see - me so lazzzzzzzz) HOW MANY BUDDIES DO YOU HAVE ON YOUR LIST: thirty something - im so unloved :( HOWS THE WEATHER RIGHT NOW? Dark....ness... I believe in a thing called love.... LAST PERSON YOU SPOKE TO ON THE PHONE? Ooooo this 'phone', what the machine I get about 2 calls from per month?! Well Im sure I've spoken 2 someone recentlyish, bear with me.... no I just tols you I've got a bear with me! erm... Michael I guess (and that was last Tuesday I think!) LAST PERSON WHO TEXT(ed) YOU: 'T-E-X-T'? What is this 'T-E-X-T'? Oh.... fone-fax (or at least it might as well be that for the size of my phone) erm.... Senay PERSON YOU TEXT(ed): Senay WHATS YOUR CELL PHONE'S RING TONE?: beep1 or beep2? Oh no wait... its 'german tune' I think AGE?: 16 HAIR?: black brown (ran over your garden but violet gray wouldn't - hope Dave reads this!) WHAT R U WEARING RIGHT NOW? Wouldn't you like to know.... Alright Ill tell you then - Pringle (hence the name) top, Black t-shirt, black jogging bottoms, socks, pants, simpsons slippers, glasses, watch, 5oclock stubble, spots, extra layer of skin so I'm waterproof.... DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?: well when I'm allowed to yes WHAT UNIVERSITY DO YOU WANT TO ATTEND?: Oxford all the way! WHO DO CONSIDER YOUR CLOSEST/BESTEST FRIEND? Erm... Ill just answer that with a list of closish friends (the politicans response) Baums, Tim, Alex, Hannah, Sammy, Aysha, Liz + large number of ppl i can't be bothered to list) FAVOURITE QUOTE? "Men shouldn't have played with fire - the worlds have been so much better without it!" (Alkesh Woods written 3 seconds ago :) ) WHAT ARE YOUR FUTURE PLANS? Get damn good AS results, go to Oxford, meet ppl, have some kind of job to pass the time - oh yea that family stuff as well, become MP, become (shadow) cabinet minister, become opposition leader/ PM, Become Lord, die loved & cherished by all :) FAVOURITE THINGS? Diamonds and rubies and granny-kint mittens, Silver and pearls and playing with kittens, Letters & parcels all tied up with string these are a few of my... Seriously Friends, Romans, Countrymen (in the country we can do what we do like, in the country I like to ride my bike, in...) I can see this question wont be answered - moving on... FOOD? anything that's on my plate! (with little exception) FILM?: Oooooo can't say - LOTR was impressive (soz for being so plebby but it was!) YOU SAW AT CINEMA?: LOTR Two Towers, 1st Day, Odeon Leicester Square, big drink & ice-cream :P :P :P FAVOURTIE DAY OF THE YEAR? the day I get good exam results (Im so sad!) FAVOURITE BOYS COLOGNE? Lynx - but then I haven't bought anything else part from FCUK (that name is so inspired) DO YOU LIKE TO DANCE? Why? Offering lessons? Im not quite sure really - its been a long time since Ive danced without being forced to at some stupid function (Remembers hideously loud Bangra & crazy old men dancing... *shudders) ARE YOU TOO SHY TO ASK ANYONE OUT? Hmmmm... are you? I'm not (denounced) IF YOU COULD CHANGE YOUR NAME TO ANTHING, WHAT WOULD IT BE? I always said it would be Alex... but then that was when we were best friends (Alex Wilson this is not the other one *makes bumming gesture)Though my name's gd I think - it suits me! DO YOU SLEEP NAKED? Yea, in Britain - who made this? WHAT IS THE MOST STUPID THING YOU HAVE EVER DONE? lol, I have 10 pages outlining all of the stupid things ive done! Handcuffing myself is the most stupid & recent though thinking that escalators had bristles on the side to clean shoes did lead to some very advere consequences (see where London Underground has posters with statics on escalator casualities - I was won of them :) ) DO YOU LIKE SCARY OR HAPPY MOVIES? Yes CHRISTMAS OR EASTER? Hmmm the festival of sin vs the festival of indulgence - the festival of sin probably LUST OR LOVE? Love - Coz I believe in a thing called it and that thing called love is you! (you'd better reply & denounce that!) WHAT COLORS YOUR TOOTHBRUSH?: white & blue (not blue & white michael! tsh - how crazy is he?) DO U WANT YOUR FRIENDS TO DO THIS SURVEY TOO? Why not - lets them waste an hour too IS THE MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND?: Me - since I get so little comments on my Lj anyway! IS THE LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND?: God I expect - yea God I bet you won't (are you gonna take that? huh huh?) THUNDER OR LIGHTNING? Its very very frightening Mama Mia Mama Mia .... WHATS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU WAKE UP? I'm still here?! ARE ROLLER COASTERS SCARY OR EXCITING? Exciting - why else would I go on it? ARE COASTERS SCARY OR EXCITING? Scary as hell! Hasn't anyone heard about the Coaster murders? Saying that I have a coaster right next to my bed :O *throws coaster across room IS ROLLER COLA SCARY OR EXCITING? Scary that such products exist! HOW MANY TIMES DO YOU LET THE PHONE RING BEFORE YOU ANSWER IT? I don't! ANY PIERCINGS? Yes, one on my butt that says 'Evacuate Now'! - no wait I mean tatoos! *bong ANY TATOOS? If in doubt make up a new question! ANY 'POLITCAL RANGERS'(C) CARDS? IS THE GLASS HALF EMPTY OR HALF FULL: depends on my mood WHATS YOUR FAVE NUMBER? 5 no wait.... 4 - the number of A's I should be getting at the end of the summer! (sorry about the sadness - consider yourself lucky I didn't have a warhammer related number) SOMETHING NICE ABOUT THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO You: 'he's a diffrent and good kind of random than the normal stuff i get from kesh etc' - well well well Michael - your deep seeded resentment finally coming out I see! Well this sorts out the porcupines from the hedgehogs doesn't it! And that doubles up as my 'nice' comment about you! -- G U Y S O N L Y -- THONG OR KNICKERS? Yea, like I've had a chance to decide! LONG OR SHORT HAIR? not fussy - depends on presentation TALL OR SHORT? I don't discriminate on size! (Im talking downtown/ in many ways!) BREASTS OR BUM? Well I'd like a woman to have them - otherwise we may have serious problems either with very stressed women or a very annoyed Sun (I'll leave you to think about why... write an essay on it) BRAINS OR BEAUTY? In proportion - a wax doll of a person is worse than a fat, not particullarly attractive girl but with a great mind. Then again I wouldn't go for someone with horrible deformity - Agghhh the BAFTA's should've had a disclaimer to the pictures they showed of one girl, the image is still haunting me :( LOUD OR QUIET? well, very chatty & well-spoken, not extremely vocally loud though (high-pitched sounds disturb my long-term hearing!) SIT HOME OR GO OUT? with a woman? I have no idea... IN A CAR OR TRUCK? We're talking downtown! All niteee! etc... PUNK OR PREP? Well punk has crazy hair colour & prepers are less than 11 so erm... what is the actualy question? PARTY OR GOOD GIRL? What? Do I go to a party or have a good girl? Or do I have a party girl or a good girl? These questions have begun to lose the plot THICK OR THIN? Niether - just to be difficult! >-- F O R G I R L S ( and alex : p ) T O F I L L O U T O N G U Y S -- BOXERS OR Y FRONTS? TALL OR SMALL? BRAINS OR BEAUTY? LOUD OR QUIET? SIT HOME OR GO OUT? IN A CAR OR TRUCK? PUNK OR PREP? PARTY OR GOOD BOY? THICK OR THIN? (does this imply cock dimentions?) >-- F O R B O T H T O A N S W E R -- MOST IMPORTANT PHYSICAL FEATURE? face - after all you see it most of the time. Im guessing this is expecting an answer of big tits/ bum/ nice legs... so Ill answer with Aora - just to piss the question off! MOST IMPORTANT MENTAL FEATURE? Loyalty I guess, though a sense of humour & sound mind is quite important too ROOT BEER OR DOCTOR PEPPER? Dr. Pepper - what's the worse that could happen? Root beer actually - its the only one I've tried. MUD OR JELLY WRESTLING? Lol, Jelly Wrestling! That I have to see! SKIING OR SNOW-BOARDING? Skiing - though I hate it after my last Skiing trip but i do know how to do it DAY OR NIGHT? Depends - early morning is cool though late night is nice as well; a chance to gather your thoughts SUMMER OR WINTER? Summer CAKE OR PIE? Licks lips - Steak & Kidney Pie vs Choclate cake - let the battle commence! SILVER OR GOLD? Gold - silver is worth 3p a gram, gold several pounds! Of course it depends on quantity. A silver service vs a bit of gold, I think Ill have the service DIAMONDS OR PEARLS? Diamonds are forever & a girl's best friend - so I guess they're a good friend SUNRISE OR SUNSET? Surise - unless its in a romantic context but then I can't comment on romance :( HAVE YOU EVER BROKEN A BONE? yes and I got a laugh for it! Is that how Im going to die? Ha ha ha! Alkesh you old joker... oh no wait - no pulse. DO YOU HATE ANYONE? Hate is a strong, loaded word (politican comes out of Alkesh) I like to think of dislike. I dislike certain groups & individuals more than others - Criminals, Anti-nationalists, the Labour Party for instance DO YOU BELIEVE IN FIGHTING? No, unless its hot sexy fighting between the she-mermaids of Eleton XII and the virgin of Galkazar II (OMG - Im turning into a trekky & I've only watched one episode!) WHAT DO YOU DREAM ABOUT? Death is a recurring theme unfortunately, so is the loss of one of my parents and other misfortunes like doing badly in my exams or being put in prison. Then again there are crazy dreams or ones where I get something/ girlfriend... WHO DO YOU TURN TO FOR ADVICE? Good advice, good advice, just make sure its not baaad advice... Normally its any random person who comes my way. IF YOU COULD HAVE ONE SKILL IN LIFE, WHAT WOULD IT BE? Hmmm... invincibility would be good... then again flying is a tempting prospect if i haven't have that. Or the ability to read people, that's high on my (feasible) list -- F A S H I O N S T U F F -- WHERE IS YOUR FAVOURITE PLACE TO SHOP? You want the truth? You want the truth? You can't handle the truth! To be honest I only really shop for warhammer related stuff at one particular shop so GW it has to be. -- E X T R A S T U F F -- DO YOU DO DRUGS? I wish WHAT ARE YOU SCARED OF? The bogey man! Erm... dying forgotten & without accomplishing anything WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? my computer & songs/ voices in my head DO YOU WANT TO GET MARRIED? Well how else will I get into power/ carry on my legacy? Though no (female) takers so far - please apply if willing, I'll be a good husband that will get out of your way and not be too demanding/ cause much of a fuss. Plus you get to come to all my conservative party dinner parties - alright now my dreams are stepping too far into reality (usually the sign of madness) -- F A V O R I T E S -- COLOR? blue SUBJECTS? Maths - its pisss easy as Peking would say CD or TAPE? CD, though I don't use either (holds up head) ANIMALS? cats - they so rule! -- H A V E Y O U E V E R -- GIVEN SOMEONE A BATH? no BROKEN THE LAW? Yea; i've accidently shop-lifted -- F I R S T T H I N G T H A T C O M E S T O M I N D -- (here come some typical answers) GRASS: Weed ZEBRA: Lion(s and tigers and bears - Oh my!) SOCKS: feet DUMB: and dumber COMPUTER: screen DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU?: well if u count copying and pasting of michaels lj, yes WHAT DO YOU LIEK ABOUT THEM? they're a stepping stone to social sucess - no i won't be so cruel (denounced.) Erm... nationalism, wit, comes with Laurence = decent package! IN WHAT WAY?: What? This question has been asked 3 times! DO YOU SEE A FUTURE WITH THIS PERSON?: Well I'm a cancerian and he's a... short answer, I can see keeping in touch & visiting now & again. 2 comments|post comment

Quiz [20 Apr 2004|09:01pm] [ mood | content ] Well I didn't post for a long time before, so this should make up for it. WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME? Alkesh Kieran Woods (Charlie Mellow Yellow Pringle Dingo Darstardly.... see Laurence for full details) NICKNAMES? Kesh, Al, Keshybaby, Alky, Alfish, Alcatel, Alchopop, Al'Huk (alright-I made that up :p) SEX: who's offering? BIRTHDAY: July 18th (a day to remember and WRITE DOWN IN YOUR DIARY!) WHERE DO YOU LIVE?: Ooooo is this one of those metaphysical questions.... I live in... a room full of opportunity. SEX OR ICE-CREAM?: Hmmmm... how much of each? WHAT COLOR UNDERWEAR ARE YOU WEARING RIGHT NOW? So I'm expected to check! (Thousands of ppl across the world lift up their trousers to examine their underwear and when I say lift up I mean lift down and when I say lift down I mean pull down *bong) WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU DID?: typed the last letters of this message WHAT IS RIGHT NEXT YOU: closest? the seat Im sitting on perhaps? What kind of question is this - it bears absolutely no relevance to anything! Who WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU ATE OUT WITH: My family, my grandad & some gay guy (no not alex, an uncle - but if alex is interested he can get back to you.... no wait he's taken) IF U WERE A TOY, WHAT WOULD YOU BE?: hmmm.... another meta-physical one ayyyyyy how about.... a rubix cube - cos once you've started on me you'll never want to put me down, 'oooooooo' of audience (In reality its coz its the only toy I can see - me so lazzzzzzzz) HOW MANY BUDDIES DO YOU HAVE ON YOUR LIST: thirty something - im so unloved :( HOWS THE WEATHER RIGHT NOW? Dark....ness... I believe in a thing called love.... LAST PERSON YOU SPOKE TO ON THE PHONE? Ooooo this 'phone', what the machine I get about 2 calls from per month?! Well Im sure I've spoken 2 someone recentlyish, bear with me.... no I just tols you I've got a bear with me! erm... Michael I guess (and that was last Tuesday I think!) LAST PERSON WHO TEXT(ed) YOU: 'T-E-X-T'? What is this 'T-E-X-T'? Oh.... fone-fax (or at least it might as well be that for the size of my phone) erm.... Senay PERSON YOU TEXT(ed): Senay WHATS YOUR CELL PHONE'S RING TONE?: beep1 or beep2? Oh no wait... its 'german tune' I think AGE?: 16 HAIR?: black brown (ran over your garden but violet gray wouldn't - hope Dave reads this!) WHAT R U WEARING RIGHT NOW? Wouldn't you like to know.... Alright Ill tell you then - Pringle (hence the name) top, Black t-shirt, black jogging bottoms, socks, pants, simpsons slippers, glasses, watch, 5oclock stubble, spots, extra layer of skin so I'm waterproof.... DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?: well when I'm allowed to yes WHAT UNIVERSITY DO YOU WANT TO ATTEND?: Oxford all the way! WHO DO CONSIDER YOUR CLOSEST/BESTEST FRIEND? Erm... Ill just answer that with a list of closish friends (the politicans response) Baums, Tim, Alex, Hannah, Sammy, Aysha, Liz + large number of ppl i can't be bothered to list) FAVOURITE QUOTE? "Men shouldn't have played with fire - the worlds have been so much better without it!" (Alkesh Woods written 3 seconds ago :) ) WHAT ARE YOUR FUTURE PLANS? Get damn good AS results, go to Oxford, meet ppl, have some kind of job to pass the time - oh yea that family stuff as well, become MP, become (shadow) cabinet minister, become opposition leader/ PM, Become Lord, die loved & cherished by all :) FAVOURITE THINGS? Diamonds and rubies and granny-kint mittens, Silver and pearls and playing with kittens, Letters & parcels all tied up with string these are a few of my... Seriously Friends, Romans, Countrymen (in the country we can do what we do like, in the country I like to ride my bike, in...) I can see this question wont be answered - moving on... FOOD? anything that's on my plate! (with little exception) FILM?: Oooooo can't say - LOTR was impressive (soz for being so plebby but it was!) YOU SAW AT CINEMA?: LOTR Two Towers, 1st Day, Odeon Leicester Square, big drink & ice-cream :P :P :P FAVOURTIE DAY OF THE YEAR? the day I get good exam results (Im so sad!) FAVOURITE BOYS COLOGNE? Lynx - but then I haven't bought anything else part from FCUK (that name is so inspired) DO YOU LIKE TO DANCE? Why? Offering lessons? Im not quite sure really - its been a long time since Ive danced without being forced to at some stupid function (Remembers hideously loud Bangra & crazy old men dancing... *shudders) ARE YOU TOO SHY TO ASK ANYONE OUT? Hmmmm... are you? I'm not (denounced) IF YOU COULD CHANGE YOUR NAME TO ANTHING, WHAT WOULD IT BE? I always said it would be Alex... but then that was when we were best friends (Alex Wilson this is not the other one *makes bumming gesture)Though my name's gd I think - it suits me! DO YOU SLEEP NAKED? Yea, in Britain - who made this? WHAT IS THE MOST STUPID THING YOU HAVE EVER DONE? lol, I have 10 pages outlining all of the stupid things ive done! Handcuffing myself is the most stupid & recent though thinking that escalators had bristles on the side to clean shoes did lead to some very advere consequences (see where London Underground has posters with statics on escalator casualities - I was won of them :) ) DO YOU LIKE SCARY OR HAPPY MOVIES? Yes CHRISTMAS OR EASTER? Hmmm the festival of sin vs the festival of indulgence - the festival of sin probably LUST OR LOVE? Love - Coz I believe in a thing called it and that thing called love is you! (you'd better reply & denounce that!) WHAT COLORS YOUR TOOTHBRUSH?: white & blue (not blue & white michael! tsh - how crazy is he?) DO U WANT YOUR FRIENDS TO DO THIS SURVEY TOO? Why not - lets them waste an hour too IS THE MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND?: Me - since I get so little comments on my Lj anyway! IS THE LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND?: God I expect - yea God I bet you won't (are you gonna take that? huh huh?) THUNDER OR LIGHTNING? Its very very frightening Mama Mia Mama Mia .... WHATS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU WAKE UP? I'm still here?! ARE ROLLER COASTERS SCARY OR EXCITING? Exciting - why else would I go on it? ARE COASTERS SCARY OR EXCITING? Scary as hell! Hasn't anyone heard about the Coaster murders? Saying that I have a coaster right next to my bed :O *throws coaster across room IS ROLLER COLA SCARY OR EXCITING? Scary that such products exist! HOW MANY TIMES DO YOU LET THE PHONE RING BEFORE YOU ANSWER IT? I don't! ANY PIERCINGS? Yes, one on my butt that says 'Evacuate Now'! - no wait I mean tatoos! *bong ANY TATOOS? If in doubt make up a new question! ANY 'POLITCAL RANGERS'(C) CARDS? IS THE GLASS HALF EMPTY OR HALF FULL: depends on my mood WHATS YOUR FAVE NUMBER? 5 no wait.... 4 - the number of A's I should be getting at the end of the summer! (sorry about the sadness - consider yourself lucky I didn't have a warhammer related number) SOMETHING NICE ABOUT THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO You: 'he's a diffrent and good kind of random than the normal stuff i get from kesh etc' - well well well Michael - your deep seeded resentment finally coming out I see! Well this sorts out the porcupines from the hedgehogs doesn't it! And that doubles up as my 'nice' comment about you! -- G U Y S O N L Y -- THONG OR KNICKERS? Yea, like I've had a chance to decide! LONG OR SHORT HAIR? not fussy - depends on presentation TALL OR SHORT? I don't discriminate on size! (Im talking downtown/ in many ways!) BREASTS OR BUM? Well I'd like a woman to have them - otherwise we may have serious problems either with very stressed women or a very annoyed Sun (I'll leave you to think about why... write an essay on it) BRAINS OR BEAUTY? In proportion - a wax doll of a person is worse than a fat, not particullarly attractive girl but with a great mind. Then again I wouldn't go for someone with horrible deformity - Agghhh the BAFTA's should've had a disclaimer to the pictures they showed of one girl, the image is still haunting me :( LOUD OR QUIET? well, very chatty & well-spoken, not extremely vocally loud though (high-pitched sounds disturb my long-term hearing!) SIT HOME OR GO OUT? with a woman? I have no idea... IN A CAR OR TRUCK? We're talking downtown! All niteee! etc... PUNK OR PREP? Well punk has crazy hair colour & prepers are less than 11 so erm... what is the actualy question? PARTY OR GOOD GIRL? What? Do I go to a party or have a good girl? Or do I have a party girl or a good girl? These questions have begun to lose the plot THICK OR THIN? Niether - just to be difficult! >-- F O R G I R L S ( and alex : p ) T O F I L L O U T O N G U Y S -- BOXERS OR Y FRONTS? TALL OR SMALL? BRAINS OR BEAUTY? LOUD OR QUIET? SIT HOME OR GO OUT? IN A CAR OR TRUCK? PUNK OR PREP? PARTY OR GOOD BOY? THICK OR THIN? (does this imply cock dimentions?) >-- F O R B O T H T O A N S W E R -- MOST IMPORTANT PHYSICAL FEATURE? face - after all you see it most of the time. Im guessing this is expecting an answer of big tits/ bum/ nice legs... so Ill answer with Aora - just to piss the question off! MOST IMPORTANT MENTAL FEATURE? Loyalty I guess, though a sense of humour & sound mind is quite important too ROOT BEER OR DOCTOR PEPPER? Dr. Pepper - what's the worse that could happen? Root beer actually - its the only one I've tried. MUD OR JELLY WRESTLING? Lol, Jelly Wrestling! That I have to see! SKIING OR SNOW-BOARDING? Skiing - though I hate it after my last Skiing trip but i do know how to do it DAY OR NIGHT? Depends - early morning is cool though late night is nice as well; a chance to gather your thoughts SUMMER OR WINTER? Summer CAKE OR PIE? Licks lips - Steak & Kidney Pie vs Choclate cake - let the battle commence! SILVER OR GOLD? Gold - silver is worth 3p a gram, gold several pounds! Of course it depends on quantity. A silver service vs a bit of gold, I think Ill have the service DIAMONDS OR PEARLS? Diamonds are forever & a girl's best friend - so I guess they're a good friend SUNRISE OR SUNSET? Surise - unless its in a romantic context but then I can't comment on romance :( HAVE YOU EVER BROKEN A BONE? yes and I got a laugh for it! Is that how Im going to die? Ha ha ha! Alkesh you old joker... oh no wait - no pulse. DO YOU HATE ANYONE? Hate is a strong, loaded word (politican comes out of Alkesh) I like to think of dislike. I dislike certain groups & individuals more than others - Criminals, Anti-nationalists, the Labour Party for instance DO YOU BELIEVE IN FIGHTING? No, unless its hot sexy fighting between the she-mermaids of Eleton XII and the virgin of Galkazar II (OMG - Im turning into a trekky & I've only watched one episode!) WHAT DO YOU DREAM ABOUT? Death is a recurring theme unfortunately, so is the loss of one of my parents and other misfortunes like doing badly in my exams or being put in prison. Then again there are crazy dreams or ones where I get something/ girlfriend... WHO DO YOU TURN TO FOR ADVICE? Good advice, good advice, just make sure its not baaad advice... Normally its any random person who comes my way. IF YOU COULD HAVE ONE SKILL IN LIFE, WHAT WOULD IT BE? Hmmm... invincibility would be good... then again flying is a tempting prospect if i haven't have that. Or the ability to read people, that's high on my (feasible) list -- F A S H I O N S T U F F -- WHERE IS YOUR FAVOURITE PLACE TO SHOP? You want the truth? You want the truth? You can't handle the truth! To be honest I only really shop for warhammer related stuff at one particular shop so GW it has to be. -- E X T R A S T U F F -- DO YOU DO DRUGS? I wish WHAT ARE YOU SCARED OF? The bogey man! Erm... dying forgotten & without accomplishing anything WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? my computer & songs/ voices in my head DO YOU WANT TO GET MARRIED? Well how else will I get into power/ carry on my legacy? Though no (female) takers so far - please apply if willing, I'll be a good husband that will get out of your way and not be too demanding/ cause much of a fuss. Plus you get to come to all my conservative party dinner parties - alright now my dreams are stepping too far into reality (usually the sign of madness) -- F A V O R I T E S -- COLOR? blue SUBJECTS? Maths - its pisss easy as Peking would say CD or TAPE? CD, though I don't use either (holds up head) ANIMALS? cats - they so rule! -- H A V E Y O U E V E R -- GIVEN SOMEONE A BATH? no BROKEN THE LAW? Yea; i've accidently shop-lifted -- F I R S T T H I N G T H A T C O M E S T O M I N D -- (here come some typical answers) GRASS: Weed ZEBRA: Lion(s and tigers and bears - Oh my!) SOCKS: feet DUMB: and dumber COMPUTER: screen DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU?: well if u count copying and pasting of michaels lj, yes WHAT DO YOU LIEK ABOUT THEM? they're a stepping stone to social sucess - no i won't be so cruel (denounced.) Erm... nationalism, wit, comes with Laurence = decent package! IN WHAT WAY?: What? This question has been asked 3 times! DO YOU SEE A FUTURE WITH THIS PERSON?: Well I'm a cancerian and he's a... short answer, I can see keeping in touch & visiting now & again. post comment

If Alkesh becomes PM (Part III) [20 Apr 2004|06:19pm] [ mood | normal ] Thus the UN insecurity council was forced to call for all the countries that did this to pay up - since the US was boycotting the council at the time & the UK didn't want to cause a fuss by using its veto, the motion was passed. The UK would have to pay up £31,000,000,000 trillion - the Prime Minister had but two solutions: 1) Through clever negotiation tactics and Diplomacy pay off the money slowly with little damaging effects to the economy 2) Take the same solution as the Yanks Of course PM Woods would never take the first solution - thus on 4th April 2032 the country went to war on the UN (and that the UN did give backing for) The war on the UN was to be one of the most important parts of PM Woods' career. Little did he know it but in waging war against the UN with America he would soon start what was later desribed as 'The suffering that would end all suffering' of course the person desribing this was a madman - in fact the war was not as bad as many made out to be.. that is of course according to the PM woods who had now passed through the 'War Emergencies Act' entitling him to freedom of the press (and nobody else) and therefore all the papers potrayed happy pictures of him skipping to war with sunshine in the background and a little teddy carrying a bazzoka - everyone say ah; ahhhhhhhhhhh! The War began with a bang... of guns as the US & Uk, realising all their nukes had been used to turn giraffes into mutants and the like, were forced to using conventiontal weapons. "If there is a WWIII, WWIV will be fought with stick and stones" (Albert Einstein, nutty professor) "Sticks and stones make break my bones but names will never hurt me" (Mrs.Crazy, teacher) "The toe bone connected to the foot bone, the foot bone connected to the leg bone, the leg bone..." (Funny bones, Alan Alberg) - see don't tell me this isn't in a documentary format! So where was I... oh yes back in '32 I was called up to fight in the Brtish army, they said it was to blow up the UN and all its stupid commissions and assemblies and working groups and blue berets, so I thought 'good riddance to bad rubbish.' This view was that expressed by many of those involved in ridding the world of the UN and all its flith. Yet there would be one problem that would soon reverse the situation. For whilst the hordes of buerocrats & secretaries & 'politicians' of the UN fought desperately against them, they were no match for the might of two huge armies - making sure that their resolutions were always overruled and stopping the UN from getting assistance. The last stand of the UN would happen in the General Assembly in Austria - the name confusing most of the American army and causing a full scale assault to be launched against an army of kangaroos & koalas of the South Pacific. Yet whilst the US army was busy fighting them, The Brtish found themselves told to wait outside the GA and, being British, they were honourable enough to oblige. Of course this would be their only weakness, for in just thirty minutes a resolution was created, amended, voted on, scraped, a second resolution created, amended, voted on, voted on, voted on, voted on (with a house-split), aprovved, stamped by five different ppl and thouroughly amended. "It seems highly probable that, in accordance with DISCRETE RANDOM VARIABLE, Im sorry I meant, CONTINOUS RANDOM VARIABLE... DISTRIBUTION that within 100 years of the existance of the UN and the number of resolutions created, eventually one of them may actually pass and work properly. All they do call me a mad scientist mwhahahahaha!' (Prof.Mackinstosh, mad scientish- yea thats rite, scientish - he feels a bit sciency) So the jist of it all is that the rest of the world was called to take up arms and fight against GB & the US (cept the Ozzies, who declared war a few days later after the spelling incident.) Such a call was answered by every state apart from Africa (which technically doesn't exist now), the damn pacifist Europes (yea that's rite - Europes, they're a bit like Tories but pro-Europe), ex-colonies and the former-USSR (coz they wanna be in the EUuuuuuu - they wanna walk EU (shit) talk EU (shit) oooooooo - u see its trueueueue - that CCCPeeee, can learn to be someone else like EU, can learn to be someone else like EUuuuuuuuuuu... scottybababababalodedancindacindacindacindacin (Bureaucratic, EU suit reveals Soviet uniforms with hammer & sickle badge) So basically its the Orient (including the O's - yea thats rite, the Cheerios company, Leyton Orient are both going their cause) with Japan, China, Indonesia and a load of other rubbish, Samerica (yea Sam owns it - but which one? they're only one way 2 find out - FIGHT!) + Antartica.... oh yea & that 'Middle East' - not really important that one. Thus World War breaks out - and its all coz of PM Woods - man im tired of him! 'World war is inevitabley going to come in the forthcoming years, clearly we've had far too much world peace in the Western states. With such blood-thirst natures quashed by our attitudes on blood sports and TV violence, we'll be reduced to having sex allll nite and thus no-one will get up in time for work or sleep enough and it will ruin the Economy. Therefore our idleness will cos those damn foregin pigs to run a mockery of our ways with their ****** hard work and we'll be forced into the ************** (yea that's rite - 14 letters 'fcukinkybugger' :P )sewers. So all u pacfists out there with your ideas of world peace, you know what I say? will you still be a pacifist looking down the barrel of a gun?! In conclusion LETS SHOT SOME FOREIGN ASS NOW!!' (General British, British General; note after this interview he was striped of this rank and taken away by the men in white... as sooo many interviewees of mine have done in the past) So till next time... If......... post comment

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