Summer

This isn't really a summing up of my summer, despite how i may talk about it. People tend to think about summer being a magical time of ponies and rainbows because somehow problems go away overnight, suffice to say they haven't and i think thats why those people are summer being "rubbish". As i said in my post about celebrities, people look for ideals but the truth is there is nothing thats ideal. Except a toothpick for when you get meat stuck in your teeth, that's really handy.

My summer has been good, well i think i should say, the past 1 and a half months have been good, i've met some cool people, one in particular is rather intrigued and enjoys me teaching her history. Which is rather unique and i think they told me to start a blog. Well i feel i can be completely myself, which is rather warming i think, showing all my sides to someone and them still talking to me. If i put emoticons in a blog post there'd be a smiley face after that sentence.

I went to a local gig tonight, a couple from groups of people i knew played, and it was a rather good night. I moshed with people, and headbanged. Again met some rather cool people. Tried showing my Harry Potter insult:

"Girl do you play quidditch, because you're sucha seeker!"

It didn't really work (frowney face there).

All in all my summer has been good, and i really appreciate this time i've had, family holidays have been less boresome despite me doing them and being to the said location for the past 7 years.

Stay Golden

Fitting

I spose i'd call myself a music fan, then again everyone is, i do play bass though, not amazingly, but i find it rather cool. I lie i don't play it i just wear it around town in hope a girl will dig bass players. I lied again, i do play it a bit.

Anyhow i basically really enjoy music, well most music, my first experience of playing it was in year 3, i played recorder along with the whole class, and i thought i'd be cool and get a neon green one, i thought i was the shit. However there was this other kid who totally murked the recorder, he went to recorder club to be fair, and i wasn't gonna do that because everyone knew breaktimes was all about football. And i wasn't jealous of him, i just was a tad sad, cos i was like that kid is now the recorder kid and that won't be my thing.

I never have really found "my thing" on the same token i don't think i ever will. But if i were to it'd be something i wouldn't be ashamed of sharing and it'd feel right etc.

I doubt i really care about my thing, say if i was good at DJ'ing, which i am not by the way. Although my old IT teacher was in his spare time, being the cool kid he is. He once added music to hurricane katrina fotage as a demonstration. No REM everyone hurts here, he chose House of Fun, by Madness. Dick. It was twisted.

I also have no idea i fit in, then again the kids who "feel they don't belong" could make their own group which might work. It worked in Harry Potter... with Hufflepuff, yeah i make Harry Potter jokes. I know it's normal for people to feel that way, it's not a "no one" likes me how i fit in, more a "do i have a group" then again i would say groups an americanisation and just to be friends with the people you would call your friends, which seem to be everyone as a teenager/the social situation i'm in, which is cool on some levels i'd guess.

But i could end this with some disney thing with like "everybody fits in somewhere" but to be fair if you want to do things, you need to be yourself but also really make an effort and try hard to be a genuinelly nice person.

Stay Golden

Reminisince

I'm not going to lie.

I'm annoyed right now. I have already written this although my browser messed up and i'm writing this again.

Anyhow basically me and a friend wanted to buy Bionicles, which are basically huge lego robot things that are rather immense and i had when i was about 8. Although the Lego shop being the capatilist bastards they are, have ditched the brand. Cocks. They were beautiful, although the younger generation will no doubt reject them cos it seems like 10 year olds prefer playing with fucking ben 10, which is rather lame i must say. Let's be serious a kid who can turn into various aliens is messed up, he must have no self confidence

Whats the matter Ben?

"Oh my god... i just don't know who i am anymore, am i beautiful the way i am? I just feel no one likes me for me, they like XLR8 or Four Arms... I wish i was accepted"

Brownie points for knowing some Ben 10 alien names.

Anyhow so we eventually did find some Bionicles which was cool, in the back of a shop and we were yeah i even think we high fived cos we are that cool. Then another great idea sprang to my mind, we could make them somewhere no one ever went. Waterstones. And thus we did, after much regret from my friend, and then we used the laptops in the apple store like 99% of everyone else in there to take pictures and to put them on facebook.

And we didn't put the pictures up there of our Bionicles fighting cos we knew it'd be immensly cool. Really. And we didn't do it to attract attention. We did it as a declaration of who we are, and what we were, and now what we are.

Because in a day and age where people forget themselves and reinvent themselves every other week, it's good to cherish the experiences you had in your past.

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Celebrities

Me and my brother were in the car, him ranting about how much he hates Justin Bieber and how we doesn't understand why all the girls love him. Aside from his obvious jealously for said girls he cannot get, i made him apparent of his hypocracy, how can you hate/love anyone you don't know. Justin Bieber is someone on the TV who gets a computer to sing his songs for him, i joke he is quite talented. For a robot.

We live in a society which is dominated by celebrities and the media, and i for one and somewhat ok with that. Although the idea of celebrities being "just like us" is lost somewhat on younger people, i heard someone say that before your 10 your parents are gods to you. They are these huge figures which are invincible and can do anything. And the reason parenting is apparently so hard isn't because teenagers are angry, know it all sods, who have mood swings all the time.

I SAID WE AREN'T ANGRY, EURGH STOP JUDGING ME!

It's more to do with the realisation that parents too are just other people. I personally believe the fact we are rather obssessed with celebrities/gods/leaders/"insert power role here" is because we are flawed, and believing there is someone out there who isn't flawed gives us hope, to be better people, which is good isn't it? Is it?

I'm still indecisive if it is or not, whether telling a kid santa isn't real is wrong... or just plain funny, the amount of children i've told that too, ah it brings a tear to my eye. Well more to their own eyes, but you get me.

I am being rather cynical today, i suppose it's because i have been watching Friends and laugh at Chandler alot, he is rather funny. Anyhow, enough deep rambling, celebrities are people too, and so are you.

Stay Golden

TV

Again, I personally am not one for a really cool opening line, delving straight to my point will suffice. Children's TV is rather strange, i was watching Cbeebies with my younger brother... I love it how everyone has a younger sibling/cousin when they are watching something "not appropriate for their age range", no idea why i quoted that. I genuinely do have a younger brother. He's 12.

Anyhow, i was watching a said TV programme called "In the Night Garden" which is strange... to say the least. The introduction involves a mutated person it seem covered in a blanket, i'll tell you what it reminded me of. In greek mythology when you die you're carried over a river by a ferry owner towards the afterlife. Rather deep for a kids show. How do these shows even come about?

Do the board when having a meeting suddenly decide to pursue alternative options, i can imagine it goes down like this

Boss: Welcome to the new Cbeebies programme ideas meeting anybody got any ideas?
Lackey 1: We could do something musical?
Boss: I like it, bring in Carey Grant and David Grant and stick them on a show so we can ruin their reputations and thus they will never bother the BBC again... Muhaha
Lackey 2: We could do some science?
Boss: Cool, i'm thinking Scottish chick with crazy hair and CGI.
Lackey 2: Got it
Boss: Alright guys, i want to mind fuck young children so they are like what the hell is this?
BRING IN THE WEED!
*everyone smokes except one guy*
Lackey 1: How about men... but but but, listen, you need to listen, they have TV's in their stomach's.
All else: YEAHHH!
Lackey 2: But the things is don't TV's need aerials? Stick them on their heads, cos that is like the best place to pick up signal in a world we've designed with no real man made objects..
All else: SUREEEE!
New Guy: *hasn't taken the weed* Erm may i interject, TV's in stomach's are cool and all, but how about placing mini documentries starring other kids their age and how they lead their own lives, it could provide great insight at an early age,
All else: Erm yeah... that could work maybe, perhaps
Boss: AND THEN THEY COULD ALL SCREAM AGAIN AGAIN WHEN THE GREAT BABY IN THE SUN DEMANDS IT!!!!
All else: Greatest. Idea. Ever
*New Guy Sigh's*
Boss: That concludes today's meeting, great idea's came out of this

And thus Teletubbies was born, i hope i have provided insight into the magical world of children's TV

Stay Golden

Introduction

I genuinelly cannot think of any way to start my blog, my name will suffice, names are unusual. It's an identity that's given to you although you seem to grow into it, you always link say the name Melissa (not a real person i've met) with a girl you've met in your childhood, and your experiences thus so with that person, say if i were to meet another Melissa my mind would of been drawn to certain incidents involving glue and hijacking my ballon egyptian mask i made, and the vandalism of it. Bitch.

See thats the point though, even when i meet a Melissa my mind will immediatly me put at an immediate grudge purely based on other girls named Melissa i've met, anyhow.

My name's Benedict, so that's kinda unique i spose, aside from the pope, but i swear thats not his real name, so i had it before. HA!


My full name is Benedict Manser Churchus, i think my parents hated me, they were like hey Ben your born in east london how can we shit upon you? Give me a hugely posh name, that'll be great, downsides of my name is a can't really be a Muslin, i'm kinda stuck being a christian, the only way i can get more christian is stick Reverend at the front of it. If i walk into a Mosque and there like sorry mate didn't catch your name, they'll probably think i'm taking the piss...

Let me break my name down for you after much googling, and why i was given it:

Benedict: Parents liked the name Ben, disliked Benjamin, thus they gave  Latin for Blessed (Pronounced like the Brian Blessed, Blessed, not the normal i blessed you)

 Manser: Its a family name, mums side of the family from a couple of generations back, dunno why they gave that to me, whereas my brothers middle name is James. It's Hebrew for one who forgets, it's Hebrew for one who forgets, it's Hebrew for.... I'll stop now, i tried to be funny.

Churchus: No idea what language it's from but my last name really doesnt need no explanation to how i accquired it, it apparently is an abbrivation of Church House or something like that, apparently to dude who looks after the church or something.


So my full name translated means the blessed, forgetful, caretaker of the church.

That makes me feel like a someone whose been patted on the head and been told to "Go on clean the church" from an elderly lady with a smile on her face.


That kinda concludes this introduction i'd say, hopefully i'll post again sometime.

This really makes me feel like i'm talking to myself....