Dear Christmas Sales

Dear Christmas Sales,

Money Pending, For Moving Into My Own Place This Year I'd Like To Buy Myself A Flat Screen TV. Just To Make Myself Enjoy TV That Bit More. (OK, im gonna stop writing every word with a capital letter now, i started it by accident and thought i could keep it going but its really annoying me).

So yeah, i have noooooooo idea how much one costs BUT ive not really asked for anything this year cos im at an age where christmas isnt such a big deal so i figure as long as everyone likes what ive got them then thats cool and then i can buy myself a treat. It can be like my housewarming present to myself. See i wanted to get guitar hero, well rock band probably - but that means buying a playstation 3 and id never play it otehr than that game and maybe one or 2 more. and thats a shit load of money alone. Baby steps.

First things first, check your bank account......... and mention it to your rents or someone with a car so they can help you drive it to your new place!

New Years Deception

He sat around the living room with his partner and friends, not to mention about 6 people he didn't know particularly well. It was large in size and better decorated than any student flat he'd ever seen in his life. He held his partners hand and tried not to look his old flame directly in the eye.

Yes, his girlfriend knew they used to date, and it was in the past but neither of them had expected to see the girl from his past on New Years Eve of all times. He knew his girlfriend would get jealous as they used to date for so long and they had so much history and that the new relationship was still new but that made it no less valid - this had been explained to her already, he had confirmed this to her. The girls on the other side of the room was his past, the girl next to him was his present.

The unfortunate part was that so many people he was friends with him and the girl he separated from all those months ago. it looks like he'd end up talking to her at some point tonight. If only to make sure the the party went as smoothly as possible. Someone always cried at a house party, and he wasn't going to be the reason that someone cried at this one.

Most people knew his girlfriend Beth already so once she was comfortable with the idea and at the party and it was obvious that they were indeed a couple he chose his time to go over and speak to the ex. A hard conversation to approach he knew but he waited for the right time, when there was only one or two other people talking to her at the time and as he started talking to the group it meant he could talk to her to to clear the air.

'So.. how's everyone's New Year's Eve?' he asked
He got some acknowledgements, cheers' and high fives from the small group. The ex however, ignored him. 'How about you Michelle?'
'It's OK, I guess'
'How have you been?' he not so much inquired out of wanting to know but out of duty so people can witness he tried
'Not bad' she answered. Everyone sitting around looked awkward for both boy and girl and just started talking amongst themselves, blatantly still listening however in case they needed to intervene at any point.
'Have a good Christmas?'
'Yeah'
'Right, I'm gonna go for a bit. I'll maybe come back later and see if you fancy catching u with more than one word at a time. Good to see ya.' He said standing up and leaving.

If nothing else he was missing his girlfriend. That's why he knew that the new relationship was going to be different. He never felt this with Michelle, he couldn't even get a conversation out of her now, all these months later. He never missed her after days and he missed Beth after minutes, this wasn't the 'honeymoon period' either - this was different. This was love.

He stopped on the way to talk to some friends before making a trip to the bathroom, where he saw Beth, crying. He took her outside and asked what was wrong, he consoled her, he hugged her, she wouldn't let him kiss her though.

'Whats wrong?' he asked ' You can tell me anything, I love you'
'Why did you have to say that' she shouted
'Shouldn't I have?' he retorted, shocked.
'I cheated on you' she said through streams of tears
'When?' he said calmly, with eyes as cold as stone
'With my ex, on Christmas eve' she said again through more tears.

He called her a taxi and waited with her until it came, he couldn't look at her, couldn't say another word. He gave the driver thirty pounds and the address to get her home safe.
He turned to Beth 'I'll see you around, but I don't want to. We're over, lose my number, don't call me, don't expect anything.' He opened the door and let her get in, she was still crying, harder than ever now he guessed. 'Happy New Year Beth' he said, before closing the door and tapping the roof of the taxi.

6 Things

Tagged by Jemima but not having enough people t tag back now since i changed my background and lost everyone from my blogroll ill simply list 6 things that make me happy. They may not be in order, they may not be the top 6 but they will be 6 thing nonetheless. Enjoy..

1. A day out with my mates; be it hangin' out, cinema, the zoo, a pub, club or a house party!



2. Finding a new TV show I like and watching like a series of it over the space of a few days



3. Anything batman related



4. A cold glass of Irn Bru



5. New Zealand, my holiday there and the hope to go back



6. Making an everyday thing an adventure


[INSERT PICTURE OF AN ADVENTURE HERE]

Honey, Im Ho-ome!

Hello all,

Long time no ... write? At least in the blog anyways. I've been in New Zealand for two months though which could explain my absence and am now making a half assed attempt at doing some real writing. Real writing? I hear you ask, well this means its in a journal and I've wrote a few short chapters, the grammar is terrible and its got a lot of editing to go through but its a start.

Yeah, i guess a lot of people probably do what I'm attempting to do but then i figure, why cant i do it too? So here i am, back. I just need you all to send me your links again as I've updated my background (which i didn't know was possible) and only managed to find about 2 of my previous links which is a bit pants!

Hopefully ill keep this going.

So for now I shall bid you all adue

Dave; Forward Planner

Steve asked me yesterday "if you could run one business for yourself what would it be?". I had no idea which is the answer he expected apparently but i thought about it and i realised something like ive done before, running an after school care/summer scheme for kids. i loved that! i kinda have an idea of a job if i could get the money/location! its vague/probably never gonna happen but how cool would it be to have my own business!!

and right now im doing counselling via texting and im helping a lot of people and im really enjoying it, i want to take a counselling course now to put it into better action or get a job where they'll put me thru it cos i know i wanna do community based stuff but i really like this... it feels really good.... im really glad i came here, i might have some ideas for when i come back to the UK... lets hope it sticks!

also, i have an idea for more ACTUAL writing, shame my grammar sucks huh?!?

update

Hey all, remember moi? well Ive done no writing since i got here which is a bit poor to be honest so I'm gonna just summarise whats been happening to keep you all up to date:

work wise; sorted out some stuff with epilepsy New Zealand to start up a youth project which ill continue to monitor from Scotland and I'm working for Youthline doing a mix of odd jobs, hands on youth work and some helpline stuff.

Fun wise; been making myself get used to the taste of beer cos cider is rare and expensive. had a couple of good nights out and seen a lot of cool sights, also got a camper van booked now to go from Christchurch back up this way as of the 14th. been to a rave even and bought myself flight of the Concords for the equivalent of about £8... exchange rate is pretty good over here btw...

kiwi people are generally really cool too which is a bonus but alas i do have to pay for the busses :(

i shall hopefully start to update more frequently soon.

Dave

More About New Zealand Later

For now....... You know that 'gap year' thing on bebo?? they send 6 people around the world, they do stuff, they blog, they take pictures, they video blog, they do cool things we wish we could do.....

i entered a competition to win a 3 day, 2 night trip on a boat race, all expenses paid (bar booze wouldnt ya know it) with one of the guys in aukland and i bloody won!! i go on the 24th for the weekend and i guess ill be uploadin stuff onto the gap year page etc!

so check out the gapyear page/the link to aukland thru that, its gettin upated tmrw with me as the winner.....


from the guy who had no holiday to the one who wins on when hes out here....

bloody right!!

:D

generic blog #104

it cant get any better than this..... ive been in my primark pj shorts and a tshirt all day, watchin mostly paramount comedy. im almost finished packing and now im having a southpark-athon with a glass of milk and mars planets......

life is good

He WAS 'Some Guy'..

''Green and me, we look so swank in our tuxedos, wearing black and white bow ties, with fake carnations glued to our lapels. We have 'Just Married' written down both sides of the car with tubes and tubes of white toothpaste. Those Oreo cookies. twisted in half and stuck on. We have cowbells and tin cans roped to the rear bumper - a clear violation of the I-SEE-U Noise Limitations, but even Daytimers will cut slack for young marrieds.
Cowbells bouncing and white streamers flying from our antennae, we pull up to the curb, and some guy's standing there with his hands stuffed in his pockets. Tina Something throws her bridesmaid's bouquet in his face, saying, 'Hey, dude.' She yells 'Catch!' The girls silk flowers hit him in the face but he catches them. He's quick. He's a quick guy, and we're short one lookout. How weird is that?
I yell, 'You!' To the guy, I say, 'You got gas money?'
It just so happens that guy is Rant Casey.''


extract from 'Rant' by Chuck Palahniuk,
(chapter 16, page 122)

Just Choke

If you are an avid reader and havent read it yet quickly read Choke by Chuck Palahnuik....

Its amazing... the reason i suggest the reading soon is the release date for the movie based on the book sems to be October 31st. If however you doubt you'll read it for any reason but are now thinking to yourself 'Hey, Dave - can yu send me a link to so i can see what the movie looks like and read a synopsis about it?' then you are in luck my friend

http://www.imdb.com/video/screenplay/vi3404202265/

It looks pretty true to the book and i cant wait to ...... download it in New Zealand as the release date is probably later over there.

enjoy :)

one bag, 2 bag, 3 bags full..

sometimes i find i pack too much for a night, sometimes i pack really light for 2 weeks. im going for 2 months now and im finding clothes and shoes as i tidy up that i forgot existed. seriosusly, how many shoes, jackets, jeans, hoodies, long sleeved tshirts, pjs, boxers, socks...... well you get the idea.... how many of each of them do i take for 2 months?

then theres the fact im taking a helluva lot of medicine in 2 bags to be safe, then all my chargers, my laptop, external hard drive.... jesus. ive never found packing so hard or stressful and ive not actually started yet.

if anyone can actually offer sensible ideas her im willing to listen cos im a bit stuck.


i am planning ahead this time though unlike on most bus journeys of late, ive got my pads of paper so i can write stories, doodle and write mindless thoughts.... a bit like this one. so at least ill keep myself occupied for the most part i hope.

well, i guess i better sleep.... more mindless new zealand thoughts tmrw no doubt

on one hand its funny..

.. one the other i could get arrested....

If I get bored on one of my planes to New Zealand should i randomly shout some reference to the film 'snakes on a plane' - clearly one of samual l jackson's greatest acting roles.

it could be something like 'holy crap, theres snakes on this plane!!', i could turn to the person next to me and say 'you know that film snakes on a plane? imagine if that happened here!!' or i could just stand up when everyones sleeping and shout 'am i the only one who's fed up of these motherf*****g snakes on this motherf*****g plane?!?'


comments? further ideas?

6 days

start a checklist, make a checklist, finish tidying and organising my room, fill in documents, buy a new camera, pack my bag (once ive decided what im taking - what much of what kind of thing), pack a hand luggage bag. for the love of god pack more than enough medicine and separate it between both your bags Dave, Get the Nintendo Ds sorted with good games.

stop procrastinating...................................

prepare for the long haul on flights. dont get lost!!!


love new zealand.

You Know.... From The Fresh Prince?

So there I was at this party. I basically knew...... no-one. Thus, i talked to everyone... why not? I'd already been caught out tryin to steal a chair for a bet and failed at remembering names when i'd promised i would (made considerably worse when they remembered me).

It was around this time I met a guy called Nana (spelling unsure) he shook my hand in a more than needed to be shook-kinda way, so of course i upped things slightly.

'Nana, was it?' i enquired, partly out of curiosity, partly because my grandmother gets called the same name

'Yeah man' he replied

'Lets do the best handshake ever' i said enthusiastically. he looked at me to continue so i did.

'So you remember the Fresh Prince?' I asked. he just looked at me blankly

'The Fresh Prince of Bel Air?' another blank look 'You know.... with Will Smith?'

He finally clicked and remembered.... or at least pretended to to get the ball rolling so i taught him the following:

In the early season the two characters always greeted each other with their signature handshake (swinging mid-five, point-back/snap with both characters saying "Pssh!"): http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/DJ_Jazzy_Jeff

to which i celebrated, passing on the coolest handshake ever.

The next day however i was a bit shocked. i was told i was asking black people if they knew Will Smith.... now I'm known to be a bit, well drunk when im drunk but thats too far for even me.... then it all came back to me. the conversation about me trying to make Nana (who happened to be black) if he remembered the fresh prince STARRING will smith was interpreted by people listening in as me being a drunken idiot!

note to self for future: teach the will smith and jazzy jeff handshake with caution, its powers are great but they may come with dire consequences!!

Dreaming

In an email dated 21 Feb 2007:

Hey Man, did u know you featured in one of the many fucked up dreams of Dave last night? really? it wasnt too big of a role... more of an appearance... i wont go into too much detail cos it would make you say things like 'yo man, that shit is fucked up' or 'noooooooooooo' or even 'truuuuuuu dat'. who knows what else but the point it, it was messed up. for some reason i was strapped for cash and was working in a place where people got to beat the shit outta you ... even shoot you.. and if they took a body part... or at least piece of flesh away, they payed extra, thus you got extra pay. and for some reason i was working there with the guy from whos the star in that show about firemen on sky one.

anyways, you were crashing at my spare apartment at victoria halls in glasgow (which doesnt exist) the whole time while i had my first client... shy as they were they continued to beat me up for some form of cheap thrill or whatever and leave with a bit of my torn body flesh in some sort of ritualistic 'i just had my first beating up experience and i liked it' sort of way. but my boss was no where to be found.
meanwhile, fireman dick head gets the crap kicked outta him but gets totally paid by some fat chick cos she saw the whole thing and shes like assistant manager. i tell her im due my 8 quid...(thats right 8 quid?!?!) but she refuses to give it to me cos she didnt see it. i realises im only due £7.70 or £7.80 but am tryin to con her (ive lost part of my body and im conning HER outta 20p...wheres the logic? anyways so eventually i find my boss... he gives me a t-shirt and a tenner and without saying any words we take this as a tip and a dont come back which im happy with as i realise the job wasnt for me.

so im driving home from wherever the heck i was to see you at my spare flat (lets just remind you this doesnt exist) and you phone only for me to suddenly realise im driving without a licence.... and im driving without using the pedals.... in the passenger seat... and i cant see over the wheel.... tis a bit crazy... no? so i pull over and suddenly i AM behind the wheel and toria's in the passenger seat and some guy from Domino's cant find his address and is tryin to con us into buyin his order so it doesnt get taken outta his cheque. im kinda hungry but say no on the grounds that theres no veg and toria cant eat it but she feels guilty. eventually she guesses the address after we've eaten half the food, tells him where to go and we drive off.

so i arrive at halls... alone again but thinking nothing of it and wonder where to park but i get to you and see you packing and ask whats up. you tell me glasgow isnt big enough to hold you, that you need to keep moving. i thought you were gonna hang around a bit, that we'd get to catch up and im disappointed so i ask why you cant stay and you keep packing and babbling all this shit about how this isnt the place for you, it never was even tho you thot it might be, it wasnt right and you had to keep moving till you found the right place. your original intention was to stay a year but now you had to go...

....CUE DAVES ALARM

ok, so i said i wasnt gonna go into detail but i had time. and now that ive typed it ive realised how fucked up it actually was. especially the first bit where i seemed like a hooker for the mentally disturbed who just wanted to hurt people!!

dude, ive had some messed up and confused dreams before but this about tops it. the strange thing is that i can link a lot of it to things that have happened recently so there is logic in there somewhere... maybe....

oh well, better go... fire alarm is going off and you prob think im meeeeeeeeeeeeental by now.

maybe you can send a similar email to make me feel more sane (doubtful but maybe)

Dave


A reply on the 25th Feb 2007:

tryin to con us into buyin his order so it doesnt get taken outta his cheque. im kinda hungry but say no on the grounds that theres no veg and toria cant eat it but she feels guilty.

hahahahaha, i love it.
dude that is an intensly detailed dream. calm down on the acid.

Chasing Scars

'Whats That?' she asked, playing with the band on his wrist
Just something I used to believe in and never stopped wearing he says. its always there. its like a scar now other than the fact it changes place slightly. He takes a swig of his beer and looks back into her eyes waiting for a response.

'I have a few scars she says' and points to her hand 'this ones from from when my cat scratched me'
'I hope you're starting small' the man says back. the girl laughs and challenges him to show a scar.

Without so much as a second thought the man lifts his t-shirt slightly and says 'appendix removal'
The girl gasps but quickly sits up. 'OK, I think I can match that she replies'.
The man urns around on the bed to see whether he should be amused, amazed or disappointed with what he's about to see. She lifts her jeans to the knee to show a scar that's healed well but of a decent length, 'can you guess?' she asks the person she only met that night but is already showing her old battle woulds to.
'Broken leg?' the young man guesses 'it had to be pinned together, that was about 2, maybe 3 years ago?'
The girl looks at him in awe, jaw literally dropped. 'how did you know that?' she asks
He pulls up his jeans leg on the opposite side and smiles 'Same story, 5 years ago'

'Here's an embarrassing one' he shoots back at her 'Stag night last year i fell over drunk' he lifts his hair to show scar across his hairline, about 2cm long, hidden unless you were told about it, but obvious now it was pointed out. ' It was stupid' he says '..but one hell of a weekend' and laughs at the memory.

'You want embarrassing?' an eyebrow is raised and a drink of beer is taken as she says this, she doesn't even wait for a response before she starts to show her next scar. She swivels towards him closely and lifts her foot onto his knee. on the base is a scar about 2 and a half cm. 'This was a night when i lost a shoe on a night out, i figured id be fine walking home with one shoe. I'd walked home carrying my shoes before so didn't really see an issue but this night i happened to walk over a broken bottle shard. I ended up drunk, in A and E and with stitches after a 3 hour wait.'

She looked over at her new acquaintance and noticed he was stroking the scar before asking what he was doing. Then he kissed her. 'It took you that long?' she asked and smiled a smile only girls could give.

Apparently Its Happening Around Me

A friend of mine asked when everyone became so grown up all of a sudden. I chose this moment to refer her back to myself. A 22 year old graduate who still hasnt managed to get the job he wants and so instead is scooting off to New Zealand for 2 months to have a laugh with some friends and generally enjoy myself.... grown up.... not yet.

oh, i should be. yes, i should be. but somehow there have been things in my path delaying me from it. even when i do get a job i doubt ill really grow up full time. i wanna do youth work, its the perfect job for me when i finally get accepted somewhere, you get paid to help people sure, but you also get paid to have fun.

i know someone now whose younger than me and is teaching physics in a high school in england...... you think with people my age and younger all finding what they need to get into the big bad world i could do...... apparently i still feel the need to live out my student years though.
one day ill get a job, and it'll be ago, high paying one, with little responsibility where all i gotta do is play with toys.... like in that film BIG..... that'd be soooooooooooo cool!!


ill be going now

The Fat Lady Changed Career

today i made backup plans in case my friend had to come back to the UK leaving me abroad with a big change of plans. luckily my friend was more than accommodating and offered me a meet at the airport and a place to stay for as long as i needed it. job done.


12 hour later. Steve gets a job. Steve doesnt need to leave. things return to the original plan. i have the best of both worlds i guess. things are good between him and Alex's flatmates so we can all hang out and things will be hunky dory and he will be making money to keep himself afloat now whilst i get to spend time with my 2 friends and still do the travelling thing with Steve.

hell, who knows. we might all end up sharing a flat together. who knows??


life returns to normal. at least for now i can rest.....



Zzzzzzzz

Dream of Californication

and it comes from watching too much tv. when i get into a show i like, i REALLY get into it, i can watch a series in a day. i can talk to someone about it for hours and there are things about a certain character or traits amongst different characters that i wish i had.

Take my latest favourite tv show 'Calafornication'. Mulder has taken a break from the x files to become a failing writer with a daughter and a failed relationship but still a pretty great life. he does what he wants, when he wants. and thinks about the consequences later - if at all.

i started laughing almost immediately and found myself thinking that bar the separated relationship, i liked the 'can do' attitude and the fact that he had a solid group of friends, he did say what he thought and he did do exactly what he felt.... and it worked out for him. i thought to myself 'this guy is pretty cool'.

so is life really like this or in tv land to they show us what we want to see? what we want to believe we could be and what we want to see in ourselves and what i have obviously wanted to see in myself. i mean, i think i saw some traits of myself in this character to a VERY small limit. someone recently told me that they respected that i could say what i thought without worrying about it.... i wasnt sure if that was a compliment or not to be honest but i chose t think of it as one and im not saying i want to be the next copycat of a tv star, but it does open a persons eyes to what they cant see. what might be out there in the big bad world. good and bad.

its not just this show, tv does it to a much greater, or lesser extent - depending on how you look at it when you slip more into fantasy shows with new age technology with flying cars, gadgets that make you forget time but the lowly sheriff can still save the day over the geniuses. other shows where agent jack bauer can die 23 times in a day and still save the president because thats just what jack bauer does and shows you could even wish you could juggle being bruce wayne and batman.... god knows ive had many a discussion about the caped crusader!! (is he a hero or a super hero, because hes human, nothing particular super about him unless you personally think so is there?)

each episode, each film, each book lets you slip out of reality for a set amount of time and while your there pick up a piece of each character you admire and take it away with you, let it become part of you in a way. adopt their traits even if you dont mean to and use them when you come back to reality. i dont know if ive done this before or if ive simply adopted traits off of other people which can happen a lot more naturally but i can see myself linking with characters now that i wouldnt have a few years ago. maybe ive started taking pieces of different people, maybe ive started understanding them more or maybe ive just got a broader perspective and im a lot more open minded than i used to be.

either way, ive not really changed, im just learning new things about myself. we all do it. we just dont know we do. every time you watch a show, every time you read a book, every time you tell a story. your passing on or picking up a bit of yourself or a bit of someone else.

your changing. your always changing.

It Aint Over Till The Fat Lady Sings..

.....She's about to sing ladies and gentlemen, shes about to sing.

remember my trip abroad to New Zealand? the one i couldnt do alone, but with a little help from my friend i could, spent a fair bit on the flight and now im just anxiously biding my time till i go over?

now my friends maybe having to come home. the moneys getting tight and the jobs are thin apparently. i dont know what to do now. im not gonna waste the flight, ive spent loads on it, but ive gotta admit, im pretty bloody scared thinking about being there alone! yeah, ill know someone else - but the reason i was going out was to explore with my other friend. it doesnt look like thats gonna happen now. he's not been well ether and as much as i want to be i cant be angry at him.

yeah, he convinced me to go, and i wouldnt have gone if he hadnt been there, we had made all these plans and ive spent all this non returnable money but i cant hate him for not finding work in a foreign country, thats not his fault. i guess i feel let down. i definitely feel scared. i just now wonder what im going to do when im there. who will i meet, who will i talk to, will i make friends, who'll go t the pub with me? where will i get a flat?

he's gonna stay another week which i guess is a good effort. but i dunno if i feel if hes doing that that he should look harder or give up. part of me feels sorry for him part of me wants him to put every ounce of energy into staying so we can make good on our plans. i cant imagine my planned trip any other way that i had it planned and now i have to. i cant tell my parents, not until i know for sure. they'd freak. they'd panic. i ant find my way out of a cardboard box never mind find my way around a new country so hopefully my friend who lives there will be good enough to help me settle, offer me a couch and help me find a place cos i dunno if i could do it alone.


god damn it.

Status

its different amongst different people and different groups. i think ive noticed this a lot more recently though.

if you meet new people you technically have a chance to start off fresh, be someone new and act like someone thats the opposite of who you were or even are to other people to meet new and different people but i dont think ive ever done this. people have even told me that they're happy that university hasn't changed me and that im still myself, or when they hang out with my friends or im with them and their friends that im never anyone but myself.saying that, and bringing me back to the point of this blog, my status with different people, and groups is completely different in different places and situations.

at home im generally kinda guy who'll chat to anyone, have a laugh and do anything for his mates. i maybe even try too hard sometimes and get on my friends nerves because of this. the last sentance might also show i have a hint of paranoia in my system. im a genuine person who says what i feel unless it will make things harder for other people i care about and as much as i try to, i do end up arguing with my family quite a lot - probably because we're alike for different reasons and i sometimes do things they dont like me doing.

i think what makes me stand out is that ill talk a lot of crap and acknowledge it. ill laugh at my own expense because sarcasm is in my nature, i cant be expected to take the mick out of other people and not have it done in return. i adopted the name 'special dave' a while back which crops up again every so often because i talk a lot of crap, but i mean well.... but i will stand up for any of my mates who dont wanna cause trouble by doing it themselves if i feel something should be said. some people like that and wish they could, other people think im interfering. and im not afraid to apologise if i realise im in the wrong. why lose a friend over something that was my fault or could be easily resolved i figure.

at uni i gave it a shot, i mean i graduated but i think i was seen as someone who could fit in anywhere. which was true but by doing so i never made any long term friends unfortunately, everyone had fallen into permanent groups by the time i had realised it had happened. it didnt stop me hanging out, but it probably did make me distance myself a bit. at classes my status, or at least portrayed and therefore maybe the status i then projected to everyone else was that of a person who was willing to learn, but probably wasnt as experienced as some other people. this however did lead to me studying for assessments much further ahead than anyone else i knew and i only had 2 resits in my life at university which was better than expected.

university life however was different for me. i met a lot of people. some single serving, some long lasting and hopefully a few will be life long. I act to them no different than i do to my friends back home. the only difference may be that when i went to Glasgow i started drinking more, and if anything, my confidence has raised. i think i have helped some new friends gain more confidence in themselves also because of this and many of these newly acquired companions have been allies in many a house party or night at the union..... or both. I have a few different affectionate nicknames now which range from 'tit' to 'legend', contradictory but compassionate all the same.... or at least i like to think so.

hopefully all the above people will be waiting for me as friends to have more parties and have more nights out (or in) when i return form my spontaneous 2 month trip which i am going on early next month, cos if they're not ill have somethin to say about it!

which brings me onto my last and final point. i am away out of Scotland for 2 months shortly. another chance within my 22 year old life to change myself, change who i am, be someone else to impress the many or the few, to suit my surroundings and fit in. instead i will be myself and stick to my guns, i might stick out (im Scottish and ill be wearing a kilt every so often, of course ill stick out) but this could be a positive or negative thing. but either way im going to have a great time. ive had one so far, why change things for the 2 months im away?

in true rob style... thought of the day: the past has already happened and the future doesnt exist yet, all we can do is deal with the present

Some Friendly Advice..

The party had been going on for some time when she asked if she could have a quick word with me. Being led by a hand I followed her to a room I handnt been into as of yet to hear words that were similar to but not exactly 'Im taking a friends advice'. Then she kissed me.

I kissed her back. I was stunned I have to admit as I wasnt sure where we stood with eachother and with me making the first move last time and nothing seeming to happen this time so far I wasnt expecting anything other than a great party with some friends. After a few minutes something in my head clicked and i had to ask 'So what is the advice you're taking exactly?'.
It basically followed the lines of stop looking after everyone else and enjoy herself, and i presume this was one way of doing so. Yes, my ego inflated slightly upon hearing this. Not too much however, as i had wanted to kiss her too.

The night became a bit of a blur, the last thing i really remember doing is just chatting away with her whilst watching episodes of Angel (only the first one on each disk however as the remote was missing). We lay in a bed - that im fairly certain i did not make - kissing, holding hands and talking about nothing but i was fun as what was a party was now simply the 2 of us.

The next day some of the remains of people from the party grumbled that we would indeed again meet up before i left for my holiday as the parties we have with this particular group always have a particular entertainment factor to them and then myself and the girl went into town together before parting ways with a promise of seeing eachother again soon and keeping in touch in one form or another.

it was a good night as i went with no expectations and from what i remember I had fun and there were things to reminisce about. 3 parties with this group now and there has been 3 late nights. I have enjoyed every single one.

An Irish What......?

'So...' Kells mother Mary asked me quite casually 'do you have a girl back home Dave?'

'Nah' I said in return 'we split up almost six months ago by now sure'

'Ah, don't fret, you'll maybe find a nice Irish colleen over here?'

'A nice Irish What??

'A nice Irish girl'

'But what did you say?'

' ''Colleen'' it means ''girl'' in Irish'

*cue me slapping both hands to my face before mumbline the following through my fingers*

'That was her bloody name!'

- Needless to say Kell's mum loved repeating this story infront of the whole family at a later date, and who could blame her in fairness, what are the chances??
but bloody hell like....... bloody hell

Freak Scene

And It was an awesome night out... at least thats what they tell me. the photos look good, i can tell you that for sure!

i arrived in cork wearing my kilt - a hit with some locals, a reason to have the question 'why byou wearin a skirt? hehehahahehehaha' asked to me in what we would class as a sxottish ned but it was grand, i know how to ignore them.

the next day however i had a small tipple with my host kell and his girlfiend aoife and got to the club and... well a few things that happened included doing laps of teh club unable to find the toilet until kell showed me by taking me by the hand, forgetting i bought my own food and being sure i was being tricked, spilling water and drying it with my hair, taking emo photos all night.... dropping my camera, not remembering the taxi ride and over the next few days being reminded of different things that the 3 of us did as the memmories spontaniously came back.

if you know me and want to see the eveidence, you'll know where to find it...

Jack Bauer

As Im Currently Addicted To 24 Here Are Some Top Jack Bauer Facts For You To Enjoy!

Jack Bauer's gun reloads its self because its scared of him.

Jack Bauer doesnt urinate or deficate. He secretes waste through his pores as two chemicals which can be combined to create napalm.

The Swiss Army Knife MacGuyver uses was a present from Jack Bauer.

They say guns are illegal to just carry on the street. Jack Bauers left and right arm tend to disagree.

When Jack Bauer realized he had the same initials as James Bond and Jason Bourne, he killed both of those punks using a water pistol.

If you wake up in the morning, its because Jack Bauer spared your life.

Jack Bauers favorite color is severe terror alert red. His second favorite color is violet, but just because it sounds like violent.

Jack Bauer killed 93 people in just 4 days time. Wait, that is a real fact.

Upon hearing that he was played by Kiefer Sutherland, Jack Bauer killed Sutherland. Jack Bauer gets played by no man.

If Jack Bauer was in a room with Hitler, Stalin, and Nina Meyers, and he had a gun with 2 bullets, hed shoot Nina twice.

Jack Bauer was never addicted to heroin. Heroin was addicted to Jack Bauer.

Jack Bauers gun is actually a water pistol, but the water shoots out in the form of bullets. Why? Because the gun is being held by Jack Fucking Bauer.

If you get 7 stars on your wanted level on Grand Theft Auto, Jack Bauer comes after you. You dont want to get 7 stars.

Dont ask what Jack Bauer would do for a Klondike bar.

Jack Bauer doesnt miss. If he didnt hit you its because he was shooting at another terrorist twelve miles away.

1.6 billion Chinese are angry with Jack Bauer. Sounds like a fair fight.

If Jack says I just want to talk to him/her and that him/her is you well amigo, youre farked.

Jack Bauer does not sleep. The only rest he needs is what he gets when hes knocked out or temporarily killed.

Jack Bauer once forgot where he put his keys. He then spent the next half-hour torturing himself until he gave up the location.

While being put under in the hospital, Jack Bauer can count backwards from 100 every time. This annoys the doctors.

Jack Bauers family threw him a surprise birthday party when he was a child. Once.

Jack Bauer has no problem following orders, unless you tell him to do something he doesnt want to.

Jack Bauer literally died for his country, and lived to tell about it.

Jack Bauer can sneeze with his eyes open.

Everytime Jack Bauer yells NOW! at the end of a sentence, a terrorist dies.

As a child, Jack Bauers first words were Theres no time!

Guns dont kill people, Jack Bauer kills people.

Jack Bauer shouldnt be compared to Jesus. Jack rose from the dead not once, but twice.

After 7 minutes of interrogation at the hands of Jack Bauer, Tom Cruise admitted that he was gay.

When life gave Jack Bauer lemons, he used them to kill terrorists. Jack Bauer hates lemonade.

Killing Jack Bauer doesnt make him dead. It just makes him angry.

When you open a can of whoop-ass, Jack Bauer jumps out.

Jack Bauer hates casual conversation. He prefers bullets.

what i wrote when i couldnt sleep

bearing in mind i had been drinking with a few mates, arrived home and apparently talked to my mum which i dont even remember and went upstairs to sleep. this was written hours later in my phone after a bad on again off again sleep and saved in my phone.

The following is taken exactly from my phone at around 6am last night.... i dont even know what im about to write......


'No idea where i've put my contacts. they're definately not in my eyes anyway, thats for sure. i tried to take them out so many times my eyes are probably a different colour by now!
where they are, i have no idea. safe i'd gather - cos i don't remember chucking them banterously at an earlier point in the evening.

i just stumbled downstairs in a rather unfashionable fashion - by that i mean mostly sideways and falling into things. disastrious! upon trying to find my bottled water i failed miserably and only managed to drop chicken. i did grab an ice pole however and enjoy that!

suddenly i look thru two eyes, bad idea! double vision! but ireland soon dave, you will be alone in a sense as you won't really know anyone that well but you've always been good at putting yourself out there. you'll get by and you'll be fine. you know what. you'll be more than fine. you'll be awesome. this will be the best week of your life. and if it isn't..... you'll make it so'

whats it called?? 4am>?

last night i briefly met a guy called rob. hes 21. he mentioned a party he was having this evening..... not that i was invited. but i was bored, so figured i ciuld workm myb magic. betwee lynsey who didnt technically have an invite either, fiona and and adam (fionas bf/the guys whis 21st it was's bestr mate) i got multiple invites, twas grand. what whas to come of the night was still to be delved into however...........



me knowingn no-one being thrust into a familynanjd friend -do having to say ive know the man of the evening for a grand totall of 3 hours... magic. i did get a wee bit tipsy howeverb and think itn more like a task however and it was nore liie wedding crashers, the more i got wy with it the better,

we - and by we i mean me and adam (the girls left to go home ehilst i went where the party took me) i didnt knnow where it was - cos i didnt knownwhere id been, but it was fun. and my efforst at chatting up the pretty bblonde girl from earlier were going well, that was until the other guy she liked came into the room..... settle for second best you say? screw that i say!!


and i must point ouyt that althout some neds did kick my newly found friends car for almost running them over.... they were lovely to me, and even offered me drink and a place to sleep.... ive never feltn more wanted by 2 female neds in my life. the guy ned looked quite pused aside at this point. but it made me smile inside.

so back at birthday boys house i wss upstairs and called my friend adam after a period of time to enquire of his whereabouts, 'home' he replied 'fuck' i resorted. i ran out of the house and started ru on it wentnnning before realising i dindnt know where i was or where i was running. it was hillarious but scary at that same time! i called a taxi and while waiting oon it went up to a boy cruiser who looked like h'ed rather run me over than answer 'no'.

i got back to my friends house eventually, it really wasnt far but i didnt know hat at the time. ive been typing a long time now do guess i should stop even though ive left things out and vital spelling mistajes!!!!


love your dastrardly davus x

my ouch blog

so last night i went out to a club and in true 'havent been out and will make up for it by drinking harder better faster stronger style' i got a tad tipsy. it was grand though cos banter was being had, even if a major part of it involved me trying to find a bus time for Vibe over in England... i found this very hard to do however given my circumstances.

ok, dinners out so i really gotta bullet point the rest of this:

• bouncer asked if i was ok even though i wasnt that bad. i was fine and chatted with him for a minute and he accepted i was fine
• got lost in club twice cos its liek a maze and it has mirrors
• i threw a glass away cos someone dumped it with me and i didnt want it
• bouncer came outta nowhwere and dragged me to the door
• dave was sad

on an extra note to bloggers to comment back

(cl, jane and rob mostly i guess - sorry ive not replied much net access is pants, should be up and running by monday :) )

always thinking

the first thing i think about when i wake up, the constant reminder during the day.
i cant go out without remembering you, i wont be able to. you've cursed me in a sense. people say it's not so bad. its for the better really, ill get used to it. maybe i have. your one of the last things i think about at night too, even if I'm out with my friends i cant help but think about you just for a few seconds. I'll try not to let on, ill try to keep you a secret sometimes but i can tell people know I'm thinking of you at times.

your there, at the back of my mind, at the centre of everything. i carry you with me everywhere i go, ill never outrun you. wherever i am you'll be and i think you always will be. i guess i can live with that. if my definition on normal includes you in it then i guess you will be a part of my life. I don't have to tell everyone though, i think a lot of people might already know. they might have guessed if i haven't told them. sure, my close friends definitely know but they don't see you as different for it so don't worry and those who do - well they cant judge as I'm sure they have their faults. maybe they just don't understand what i feel......













so how many of you thought that was about a girl and not my medication i take twice a day?? ;)

words

Typing so fast im starting to wonder how much of my identity is left on my fingerprints.

The thoughts spill from my mind to the keypad in seconds but im not sure they all make it in time.

I've so much to write but i know that this isnt where my talent lies. I'm starting to wonder where it does, starting to wonder if my natural talent even exists anymore.

I need to find it again before its too late

The Guys Night In

*puts on some 'flight of the conchords' in the background to start this post*

So yeah, it was supposed to be a party. Not even supposed to be, but there was every intention of if being one, I invited enough people, there were a lot of delays in responses and i tried to work the date of the party around everyone else so i had high hopes of getting drunk with my friends but due to unforeseen circumstances it ended up being a guys night which to be honest ended up with hilarious consequences.... can i call them consequences in fact, i didn't do anything to make this happen, more like hilarious outcomes i guess... hell, it was a funny night.

So it started off with me Chris Frase and the new guy Bruce. so far what i knew of Bruce was that he was someone else in need of a drink. good enough for me, and he agreed to my 3 rules. 'What are your 3 rules Dave?' I hear you cry... well I'm glad you asked. 1. dont steal anything, 2. dont break anything and 3. dont puke if you can avoid it. - he agreed to all 3, as far as i was concerned, he was in for the drunken banter as much as anyone else.

Soon after euan called saying that his Sat Nav told him he was at my house.... silly sat nav, he was indeed at the right postcode, but still about a mile away. after about half an hour pof phone calls and driving we found Euan and safely got him to mine where the drinking finally began. music was put on, laughs were had (as was crisps and dip) youtube videos were watched (lips 2 da floor) and pendulum was put on while we played kings - note to all reading, never play the wikipedia rules for kings unless surrounded by hot girls!!!!! read them and you'll understand why! well, its a specific rule but still..... its one Ive never seen... and it never says when to stop this rule either which is what worries us, definitely not the rule for a lads nite!!

did you check?? i bet you did :p

so we all got pretty drunk and some absinthe was involved at some point when me and Frase remembered that we're goin to dress up as school kids for his bday in a few days, whats even funnier is that hes told others its a Mexican theme and others its a pirate theme..... this'll be one wicked party!! so we decided to get grass stains on our shirts by diving on the grass. im sure i thought i was cool and stuff at the time, but then the pain kicked in.... mostly when i winded myself.... or was it when we started tackling each other? well it couldn't have been as bad as when me and mark slapped each other for some unknown reason then Frase joined in..... Euan just stared blankly as we probably looked like the 3 stooges hitting each other. and it was all fun and games until a plant pot broke..... mums not to happy about that now, but i did re-plant it. what a clever little drunk boy i am :D

if only we'd stopped there, me and mark then thought that it'd be fun to start punching each other. we dont REALLY know why though. and we are both paying for it now. i think we must have presumed we were on jackass or something, but we didnt even record it to look back, we're actually just idiots... maybe next time we'll record it *sigh*

the highlight of my night has to be though discovering one thing about newcomer Bruce. no no, his last name is not Wayne, i was hoping for that too..... sadly i was wrong. it turns out that my ex from high school is his.... well his current i guess is the word. unfortunately me and my ex didnt leave things on the best of notes and i have this great ability to rip the piss outta her.... its just easy..... it probably makes me evil.... and it took all i had in me not to. this wasnt helped by the fact that Bruce was cool and that he kept saying how great high school ex was. as pointed out by a friend, people break up for reasons..... of all people, why tell me about her 'greatness'???

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa......nd rest.....

and remember kids, The Fresh Prince and Jazzy Jeff handshake will never go out of fashion......

Party de la Susie

Last night I had my second Susie house party experience. My first on was quite a while back where i made an impression as 'Dave The Legend' and as i was in a relationship at that time i got considerably drunk whilst watching a house full of people playing spin the bottle as i sat n the outside of the circle. We also played 'I Never' and the rest of the night .... well lets just say i dont really remember much of it!!

based on the last party however I'd define these social gatherings like a slightly more tame version of the promo for skins, the party you want to go to but dont want to throw and it was really easy for me to meet people too cos i only knew one person and i figured i was only there for a night. turns out it went pretty well though cos everyone i met last time actually seemed excited to see me this time.

With friendly hello's of 'Its Dave the Legend' and 'Hey, its that Dave Guy' I could see the night was going to be banterous to say the least. So Strongbow in one hand, drinking games on the go and drunken hilarity ensued. mostly in the form of trying to catch people out playing 'I Never', getting the gossip of who had kissed who and listening to music being played by a few people whos names kept escaping me - that aside, the music was good and entertaining and the company was good, not that i really remember what was being talked about overly.

More chat was had with the people i had met at the previous party about who certain people were and why one of them was following everyone about, Some said it was because she was young and impressionable - i found that the if you dont have anything nice to say dont say anything phrase quite fitting to this moment. Eventually however sleep was had, i had even been given a bed (which felt abnormally small compared to my double) but a bed nonetheless.

and as had occurred in my last trip to Susie's it was a case of wake up, hug, thanks, chuck out.


Gotta love those parties!

end note: quotes of the evening included 'theres some cork in my wine' and 'this drinks so strong it'll put testicles on your chest'

has it come to this?

the answer?: YES

im so bored. im house/pet sitting just now and have had no human contact in almost a week. i also live in the country for those of you who didnt already know so the term 'cabin fever' is feeling quite literal. ive resorted to making up games or tasks to do to keep myself occupied over the minutes, hours and days. like ill see how slowly i can eat a sandwich, see what time i get hungry one day compared to the next, test how long till the dog wakes me, can i stay up for one more movie? will i get caught walking the dog in my dressing gown?
hell, ive even started reading a book!!

now to clear things up, i like my alone time, at my old flat i liked doing my own thing, catching up with my flatmate for a few hours then going back to work or watching a dvd or whatever. i like my own company too but i like the opportunity to be able to arrange things at a moments notice, to have things to look forward to on a certain day, to know friends weren't far away. right now however im stuck, no transport (no cheap transport anyways) and he most conversation ive had is on the phone to my best friend for a bit, my flatmate once and briefly on the phone to my neighbour looking for my mum. during these calls though i feel myself holding onto the conversation. desperate for socialisation. not because im lonely, just because of the comparison from silence to someone actually talking back.

the dogs shite for conversation too, and he doesnt do what hes told..... whats really worrying is that he barks when ANY car pulls up, its half eleven and im watching most haunted - yes i know, its crap and not scary but you try living in a secluded place thats haunted watching this show on your own!!

i can close the curtains at night and in the living room it makes it feel more 'homely' i guess. its really just cos i cant see out in case just in case a murderer was at the patio windows looking in. lets be honest though, im so bored right now id invite him in and make him something to eat. id probably counsel him a bit and find the root of his problem just for something to do.
when the police took him away at his own discretion as he gave a full confession id be sad as well. sure, id have saved a lot of people and got a confession out of him but now who would i talk to???

anyways, enough of that...... im going to leave you on a comedy quote that the woman from most haunted just said 'the producer and myself have been given the honour of going t it alone in studio 2' - idiot!

do you miss it?

in my experience you dont miss what you dont have. this can go for anything and everything else; money, girls, company, friends, education... the list is probably limitless. the reasoning? because why would you miss what you've never had? sure, you can be jealous of what other people have, maybe even have a longing for the perfect girl, a want for a night out and not worrying about watching every penny or a group of friends that will stay in touch forever just like inn the tv shows but life is different for everyone and your life wont revolve like a tv show or like your friends' and i dont think you should expect it to but as long as your asking yourself about these things that you dont have you also have to think 'do i really miss them?'

there is a possible loophole to this whole thing however, you could have had the group of friends, the cash, or whatever it is that you missed and then lost it. then theres the possibility of missing it or gaining something you've always wanted and taking advantage of something you've always wanted when you get it that you ruin having this new thing or you make yourself someone your not.

the best way to deal with this is to think about who you were before these things you longed for came into your life and if thats a person you liked dont let new encounters change you in a big way. experiences change people without a doubt, each one moulds you into the person you are and will be likely to change you or your perspective on life somehow but if you dont let it too much you'll still be the same person that others saw you as before.

Its Just A Phase

Hi, My Name's Dave But You Probably Already Know That Right?

How Long Have You Known Me Though? I Thought I'd Take Yourselves (And Me) A Trip Down Memory Lane By Uploading A Photo Of Myself From Different Time Periods From Over The Last Few Years.

maybe You've Known Me This whole Time, Maybe You've Known Me Longer, Maybe we Just Met..... Maybe I Don't Even Know You... I Just Wanted To See How Much I'd Changed, If At All Since I Started Uni (Thats When I Got This Laptop). Besides, Having Just Finished, It'll Give Me Something To Look Back At.



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