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SOME AMAZING COSPLAYERS

May 27, 2008

I was at the MCM Expo this weekend and I have to say these two girls were the first two cosplayers I saw that weekend and I went “WOW” at. There were many more that I did that too over ther weekend but these girls did look amazing.

Well done!

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A Thought on Obsessing over Songs

March 28, 2008

My friend is always making fun of me because I have a habit of totally freaking out over songs I love. He always says I’m “Emoing” out over them. I think it happened recently with an Idlewild track I hadn’t heard in a while. I heard it and then freaked out and was singing it with actual feeling. *laughs* Now I think this is a pretty natural thing. I mean I do it quite a lot without realising. I can’t go anywhere without my MP3 player because when I am walking around/taking the train/riding a bus/working or doing anything alone I need to have music playing. I’m not sure why but it makes me feel safer to have some music playing. So recently I have been doing this “emoing out” over In Defense of the Genre by Say Anything. I don’t just mean the song off the album called that, I mean the whole damn album. I have decided to analyse why I do it.

There is something about Max Bemis’ voice that makes me melt. I hate saying that beacuse I sound like some sort of Scenester Fangirl (gahnothing can be futhur from the truth believe me!) but there is something in that raspy American accent that makes me just want to jump him. I think he is the reason I have that weird thing for American guys. Anyway hearing his voice when he sings lines like “My wish is when I touch myself I am conjuring you” or “I can’t explain how I feel all i know is that this is real” makes me litterlly twinge inside. YES YES I AM LAME BUT I LOVE IT SO I CAN’T HELP IT. Maybe this is why I am always smiling to myself on the trains in the morning. Max is making me happy.

Secondly I like Say Anything lyrics. I think they are quite clever. So I always like to sing them and to sing along with Max. He always sings with passion and so it always eggs me on to sing just as loud and stuff. The thing about the album is it grew on me. I loved the first album instantly….. but like this album had to grow on me. I loved some tracks after the first hearing but the ones I love now are the ones I heard a few times and then realised how amazing they were. It is an album I always want to listen to when I am on my way to work and hasn’t actually grown old yet. Yes ok so I Emo out over it but is it really that bad to relate/love the music I listen to so much? I don’t think it is.

It’s not just when I’m alone I Emo out to things, I know when we go out and something comes on that we love we all go mental. We didn’t even like My Chemical Romance but when they used to play I’m not A Gay OK (I promise) you’d see all of us jumping around and dancing like we meant every word (I realise that makes very little sense). I think it was just the fun of it. Everyone is always so stuck about music, especially the kind of music I like. You have to like things that are underground and as soon as a band goes Mainstream they become “lame”. But I don’t awnt to only like bands who are barely signed to a label, I want to like stupid bands and stupid songs because they are FUN. When did music become so serious? When did it become such a damn fashion trend?…. *thinks* … Well I guess it’s always been such a damn fashion trend! But you know, my music is MY music so if I want to freak out over Say Anything and then freak out over something by Radiohead or the Beatles then I bloody well will!

So readers, what about you? How do you feel on the whole Emoing out over songs thing? Let’s hear your views!

Here have some Say Anything. 😉

“A Walk Through Hell”

And if I could swim
I’d swim out to you in the ocean,
Swim out to where you were floating
in the dark.
And if was blessed
I walk on the water you’re breathing,
To lend you some air for that heaving
Sunken chest.
‘Cause they chose you
As the model
For their empty little dreams.
With your new head
And your legs spread
Like a filthy magazine.
And they hunt you
And they gut you
And you give in.

And if I was brave
I’d climb up to you on the mountain.
They led you to drink from their fountain
Spouting lies.
And I’d slay
The horrible beast they commissioned
To steer me away from my mission
To your eyes,
And I’d stand there
Like a soldier
With my foot upon his chest.
With my grin spread
And my arms out
In my bloodstained Sunday’s best,
And you’d hold me
I’d remind you
Who you are…
Under their shell..

I’d walk through hell for you.
Let it burn right through my shoes.
These soles are useless without you.
Through hell for you
Let the torturing ensue.
My soul is useless without you

And if they sent a whirlwind,
I’d hug it like a harmless little tree.
Or an earthquake,
I’d calm it,
And I’d bring you back to me,
And I’d hold you
In my weak arms like a first born.

I’d walk through hell for you.
Let it burn right through my shoes.
These soles are useless without you.
Through hell for you
Let the torturing ensue.
My soul is useless without you (through hell for you)

(through hell for you) without you
Without you (through hell for you)
Without you (through hell for you)

Now, I’ve walked through hell for you,
What’s an adventurer to do
But rest these feet at home with you

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I’m an Ex-Girlfriend. Get Me Out Of Here.

September 4, 2007

The Trials of Being an Ex-Girlfriend/Best Female Friend

I’m a girl, a sociable girl. Or should that be woman? I’m getting on in years now so maybe I should say I am a sociable woman *laughs* Either way I have a lot of male friends and at least one ex-boyfriend who I am very very good friends with therefore I have always had issues with jealous Girlfriends trying to exclude me from their boyfriends lives. You would think, due to the amount of girls who have tried to do this to me, that I was the very worst of whores who loves to steal peoples boyfriends away. I am not. Seriously, I am the nicest person and would never dream of stealing away people who are already in love. That’s just downright bad. So why do I pose such a threat to these girls? I mean am I crazy to think that if you are dating someone that you should trust them and therefore shouldn’t really be worried that they will go off with their ex-girlfriends or their close female friends. If someone loves you then they only want you and you should trust and respect them instead of causing Drama. Let’s look at the facts here about why this happens and why it’s stupid that it does.

I used to have a best friend who we refer to as Boy. Boy and I were like brother and sister, that’s literally how close we were. For a good year or so you could hardly separate us, we’d go out together and get into the most stupid situations and have a great time. Boy was dating this girl who I was also friends with, Girl and me had been friends for a while having met through one of her housemates. When her and Boy got together I was genuinely happy for them. I thought it was great! It was just after a while Girl used to confide all her worries and complaints about Boy in me. She used to say things to me that seriously scared me for Boy’s sake. She was obsessed with getting married, she was obsessed with having complete control over Boy and running his life and she was just a bit scary. The things she said to me made me seriously think Boy should not be dating her. After talking to some of my friends and asking for their advice I decided that I had to tell Boy all that was going on. I mean he was like my brother and I didn’t want him to make the biggest mistake of his life. Essentially it was up to him if he wanted to be with Girl and if he did after all the things I had to tell him I wasn’t going to be angry at him, I would have respected his decision. So I tell Boy everything I know, I tell him that I wouldn’t tell him unless I thought it was bad if he didn’t know and I really did think he deserved to know what his Girlfriend was actually like! A few months after I tell him me and him are still very good friends and so I think nothing of it. Life goes on but I don’t hear from the Girlfriend at all anymore, but by then she lived pretty far away and I just put it down to her being busy. I wasn’t too bothered. One day me, Boy and our friends go out for the day, I was meeting someone who I was crazy in love with a bit later and I needed a bit of a confidence boost. For some reason I txt Boys Girlfriend and she txts me back saying to me that I’m a liar and bitch and how dare I even contemplate texting her. She goes on to say I’m a whore and steal everyone’s boyfriends and am obviously in love with hers which is why I am trying to break them up. She says I live my life with my knickers round my ankles and the only way I can get boys is by stealing them from other girls. I am gobsmacked to say the least. I can’t believe she thinks I love Boy. That’s insane! As I said before he is like my brother. I txt her back to say so but she doesn’t listen. It’s fair to say that Boy and me don’t talk so much anymore, not that I don’t want to talk to him it’s just he now thinks I’m a liar and am in love with him because that is what she told him. At least I assume he does, we never got a chance to talk about it and now I doubt we ever will.

This is what I don’t understand. Why would that Girl think I love Boy? It’s a well known fact amongst my friends that at the time I was crazy for someone and there was one person I was interested in and Boy knew this. He had listened to me talk about the guy I was after for ages and ages and seen me try and figure it all out in my head. His Girlfriend had also heard the stories about the boy I liked and therefore KNEW I was not interested in her Boyfriend but this seemed like a good point to get me out of his life. Was I that much of a threat? I used to go out with her Boyfriend and have fun and he enjoyed being around me and my friends. We didn’t really ever invite her because she was a right mood killer but she should have trusted him to not pull any of us. Which he would never have done. Whenever I date someone I know that I have to trust them. If I don’t there isn’t much point in us dating. I can’t be all stressed because he has friends that are girls or because he has friends that he has dated because to be fair so do I! How hypocritical would it be of me to demand him to not talk to his female friends when I am still talking to my male ones? Would I want to make him feel like he has to not talkto any girls or I will punish him? I would never dream of it. I think girls that do this are setting a really bad name up for Women across the world.

I see these situations time and time again though, Girlfriends being paranoid of ex-girlfriends and close female friends of their boyfriends because they feel them a threat. They are obviously close to the boyfriends in a way these Girlfriends may never get to and they feel jealous that these girls may know things that they may never find out. Being a Girlfriend and being a Friend are two different things. If your relationship really is perfect you will probably have the best of both worlds, you will be his girlfriend but he will confide in you like he would a close friend. But for a lot of relationships I see and hear about and advise on this type of relationship hasn’t been achieved yet. It takes work you know. Being jealous of your Boyfriends close female friends just makes you look petty and clingy in his friends eyes and to be fair I think you need to make a good impression on your Boyfriends friends. If they like you then things tend to be easier! Don’t see them as a threat, try and make friends with them back! Surely if you are on good terms with them you will feel more comfortable about his having close female friends because you will know exactly what kind of girls they are and will be able to relax more when he goes out with them. That is if you HAVE to be jealous of them it is better to be jealous and try and get on with them, in an ideal world you wouldn’t be jealous at all. This brings me along to the next type of girl who gets the Girlfriends wrath, The Ex-Girlfriend.

Being an Ex-Girlfriend who is still really good friends with her Ex-Boyfriend is a rare thing in the world it would seem from what I have seen. To be able to put your past aside and to get on with things and recognise that you both actually do get along really well, love hanging out with each other and that it really would be a shame if you weren’t in each others lives after you’ve had a pretty serious relationship with someone is something that isn’t seen very often. Out of everyone I’ve date I am only really good friends and on speaking terms with one of my Ex-Boyfriends. That’s pretty pathetic right? *laughs* But from what I see having one still around is an achievement! But it’s hard work to keep him as a friend. You are forever branded “THE EX GIRLFRIEND” to anyone he gets around to dating after you, which means they instantly hate you. No matter how much you explain to your other half that the relationship you hold with your Ex is in the past and now you’re just friends they will never ever actually believe you enough to be ok with you seeing your Ex. Mine have all despised my Ex-Boyfriend who I am good friends. They have always been jealous of him and you could see it when me and him would meet up that whoever I was dating at the time would suddenly get very possessive over me and suddenly become very affectionate when my Ex was looking. I assume it was mainly because me and my Ex get along so well it makes most boys I date feel like I don’t like them as much as I like him, which really isn’t the case at all! You have to accept, especially when you date people as you get older, that they will have histories and pasts and that you have not been their only love. You have to accept that just because you don’t have any contact with your Ex’s that your new partner may really have got along with his and that you need to try and be as accepting as that as you can. Fighting over an Ex is pointless and needless drama at the end of the day. Usually what they have is in the past and as I said before, if he loves you then he won’t be looking at her and thinking about recapturing the old days. Just chill out!

My advice to anyone stressing about anything I’ve said in my post is CHILL OUT. FOR THE LOVE OF GOD CHILL THE HELL OUT. Relationships are not easy, I have said that before and I shall say it again but you make them harder on yourself by causing so much drama that isn’t needed. Don’t be clingy, don’t be possessive and ACCEPT that your girlfriend or Boyfriend will have friends of the opposite sex that are really close to them and they will have Ex’s that are good friends too. You have to deal with this in a mature manner and not throw a fit about it! Listen to Nayuki, she knows the score!

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Eye Candy

June 6, 2007

 

(substantial post will follow on later I promise 😉 )

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Fashion for the geek inside us all.

May 31, 2007

Hello pink dominoes :B

While we’re waiting around for our domain to start working I thought I’d keep us busy by sharing with you some of my favorite things!

Nerdy shirts!

I don’t know about you, but I’m a sucker for a good shirt design, especially when it incorporates some of my favorite things, like video games, computers and cute Japanese like characters. Here are some of the coolest I’ve found, and some links to where you can buy them!

Noisebot.com

 

NerdyShirts.com


 

Panic.com – This site is really cute. They have Katamari Damacy shirts, and cute PC and Mac related shirts.

This one is for all our Mac Geeks (me included!)

Happy shopping!

(This is best viewed in FireFox to see all the shirts properly :/)

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Fashionista … Fascista …

May 9, 2007

…so as I idly brush my hand through the latest rack of designs by J.Lindeburg, I get the painful nasal whine of anguish which I come to expect when I’m shopping with someone who isn’t Tom.

“My god, who would pay £180 for a pair of jeans? What a rip-off”.

Now, this is something that I’ve come to expect, but, nary a year ago, I’d of uttered the same sentiment without regard. I mean, paying 180 quid for a piece of denim? Jesus, that’s the shopping equivalent of getting cunilingus from a cactus, surely? However, as I sidle casually in my Dior’s, clearly the spines have reached said ass.

Now fashion is a strange thing, everyone assumes they have at least some grasp of fashion and as such, that they look good. If your opinion aligns with the high street, you’ve got a lifetime of affordable clothes with questionable cuts and designs. If you feel at home amongst the super brands, you face weekends which painfully gauge the paper out of your wallets, but hell, at least you look good… These are two quite separate groups, so where do I lie?

Well, as you can guess, I’m now in the latter, one of those pretentious bastards who walks around looking down on everyone else…well, not quite (I do look down, but I’m 6’5’’, that’s not my fault! That’s like blaming Noel Fielding for being sexy), but I do think I dress well now. Key items like jeans and blazers are likely to be from some illustrious design house and that’s the way I like it. The cuts and designs accentuate my best features and hide my flaws; surely that’s how clothes should be?

A recent venture into Birmingham would surely have me believing otherwise though. People daubed in t-shirts 2 sizes too big, inevitably covered with band names (nothing screams “Talk to me! HOLD ME!” like a virgin being raped and the emblazoned words of “CANNIBAL CORPSE”), never hesitate to tell me that my t-shirt is too tight (it wasn’t) and my jeans are emo (they aren’t). The grief I get from those who don’t concern themselves with fashion, yet want to act like they know what they’re talking about is extraordinary! Fortunately, because of my sizeable stature, I can usually subdue such verbal attacks by standing up, pointing at them and proclaiming that “I will come at you like a Malaysian hooker!”.

For every ten times this happens, I will complemented maybe two or three times. So, what I’m shimmying towards, in my textually paraplegic manner, is the question:

“Is fashion, and looking good, worth the effort and money?”.

As you can tell from the subtle undertones of the above text…and the fact that I’ve said so blatantly…is that I think so, yes. Over the last couple of years I have lost a substantial amount of weight. I’m not talking a little bit, imagine the shortest friend you have, right? Now imagine they’re hugging onto me like a kaola bear. Now, hold this image well…Ok? Now, imagine that the taller person in image is shimmying your small friend/bear off with a wedge of passion fruit. I think you’re with me now. I apologise for that quite long description, I could’ve just said 90 pounds, but too late for regrets now. So, anyways, I’ve lost weight and as such, I want to flaunt this new figure which I’ve worked so hard for (how hard is not eating and moving more? Ah, I digress…) and from comparing how I look in what I shall now define so callously as “SHITE” clothing to how I look in designer wares, I think that there’s only one answer.

Yes, it is worth the money and effort. As I walk down the street, this being a metaphorical street, not a small street which I maintain for my own whimsy and use in stories of allegory, I can easily see who has taken care in appearance. Those who have spent time, as I have, in shops, aching over which cut works best and if it’s really worth shedding a weeks wage on a pair of boots, can be identified without trouble. I think to myself how good they look and more than once, I’ve started conversations with people about their clothes and where they got them from. Granted, some people have turned out to be shallow simpletons who just want to look like Russell Brand (nothing against the guy, I think he’s a comical genius) because their friends think he’s cool. However, contrary to popular stereotypes (it wouldn’t be a stereotype if it wasn’t a popular opinion though would it? I should really stop pointing out flaws in my own meandering across the keyboard) I’ve met and know a lot of people who are into fashion, but are strongly into politics, art, music and a whole array of things which point beyond a vein egotism, but to intelligence.

Fashion isn’t something to fear and shun because it makes you vein, stupid…or “gay”…it’s something that should be embraced, because frankly, it affects how people see you every day. As much as it pains me to say it, first impressions and how you look matter to a lot of people. Girls are just as shallow as guys and that’s always a good motivation for dressing well. Hell, you don’t always have to be in the stupid price territory, vintage clothes shops are you friends!

Anyways, I guess you’re probably looking for a meaningful summation, something to justify the time you’ve spent reading this, right? Well, I’m sorry, but this is just a long drawn out way of me convincing myself I need a new pair of Diors…they make my ass look good. End of.