Year in Review

As it the end of the year it’s time for a summary on the year 2012, 2012 was a big year for the United Kingdom. The Mayan’s predicted the end of the world,  the Olympics came to London, Paul McCartney ruined another national event and we all watched a boat in the rain. I could look at all these events through the typical British cynicism, but I’m going to do something a little different and tell you about my year.

January started in typically shit style within the first few weeks I had developed a lovely case of the man flu, combined with an allergy to an unknown substance (never did find out what it was), led to a week or two of discomfort. As the month passed by, February came and most probably the last Valentine’s I will ever be celebrating with it, if that wasn't enough of a kick in the metaphorical nads, I can’t even remember what we did. In all probability it was nothing, although I seem to remember Nando's being part of it. As the months marched on (see what I did there, yeah I’m a genius, what of it?) I turned 23, although in all honesty I still feel as though I’m 18-19, I’m so not mature enough for all this adults stuff like rent, babies and shit. If anything now at the end of the year I feel even younger as not much has changed in my life since I was 16, I’m still sat on my own playing computer games most of the day, living the dream eh?

Not much happened in April, clearly April is the boring month of the year. May rolled around a brought two great things to my life, firstly and most importantly Game of Thrones returned for its second thrilling season and also on a minor note I started my current job. As summer blossomed into June I jizzed myself on finding out that there was too be a Lego Lord of the Rings game (still haven’t got it or played it, FML). In addition I headed out to Nando's once again, before ending up as my first ever comedy gig with my favourite comedian, the wonderfully talented welsh ranter, Rhod Gilbert. July came round quickly after, with a trip to the ol’ faithful Pen-y-fan, but with a twist this time, we invited everyone with two feet. Was this a blessing or a disaster? I’m not quite sure myself. It was probably a disaster but the insignificant things are now my last memories of things I thought I would never lose but hey we can’t have everything now can we?

The Storm Approached in early August and to quote Mr Smith "My life got flipped, turned upside down" and to celebrate this monumental fuck up Me & the lads headed out for a great trip to Europe's favourite city of debauchery, Amsterdam. September came and I turned to the internet to ease my mind and started to blog for the third time. October came and past much like April did. Moving swiftly into November or Movmeber should I say where I grew an 80's tash (which I secretly miss to this day). At the end on November I ran the Santa dash for the second year running (love puns). 

Finally to end on the year I will finish with a lovely rhyming poem. In to December it all came rushing, another year over and the rain started gushing. Hopefully in the year 2013 I will find someone new and cause much blushing, time to clear out the cobwebs of my life with plenty of brushing, but I’m content for now so there no point in rushing.

Hope You Have A Great New Year & I Wish You All The Best!

Top Trumps
Video Game: FarCry 3
Food: Chipotle
Comedian: Stewart Francis
TV Show: Game of Thrones Season 2
Album: Flyleaf - New Horizons
Film: The Expendables 2
Guilty Pleasure: Taylor Swift - Red

Blood Splatter

As I look upon the arterial red splatters on the walls of white, it reminds me of those tacky horror films, I begin to realise that there is some beauty to be found within the actions & consequences of pain. The seemingly random pattern on the droplets mimicking flicked brush strokes of a great artist’s work. The strikingly bold crimson red contrasting vividly with the cool crisp white. It brings a smile to my face, only a madman would dare to enjoy the sight of this own blood. I guess that’s what I've become now. A madman who can only find happiness in pain. If this were art and not just mere coincidence I’m sure it would have fetched a pretty penny, but alas it is not. No this marks are yet another stain on the wall of my life. Much like a metaphor for my life the pretty red splatters and their beauty is all that most people see, as they view situations from afar. Little do they know that if they had came for a closer inspection, they would find that this pretty crimson art is encrusted with Bacteria and Virus, hidden beneath the masquerading & alluring redness. Many things may seem as though there are okay on the outside, in fact there hidden under this facade is much hurt, pain and torment.

Now to clean this all away so that some may never know the beauty or the pain. To bury all knowledge and pretend that everything’s okay.

Past, Presents, the Future

Focusing too much on the future and you lose focus on the present is exactly what happened to me, too busy sorting out a future left me with nothing in the present and left what I wanted within the past. I have always been a bit of a control freak and a dreamer, a necessity born out of a coping strategy that ultimately failed.  Much like religious keystones of trials and trepidation in the past & present, will eventually lead to a better future & tomorrow (aka the concept of heaven), I have used this principle in order to survive hardships I've had to ordeal and yes it did work for a while at least, maybe I should of headed the warning signs but that’s the beauty of the past... hindsight.  In the past I have been told by a few that I build futures up to much in my mind and end up expecting too much from people. This of course is all entirely true. More often than not the past come back to haunt us but I've never known how virulent the past can be in destroying the future, until you lose the very thing you want the most.

"If you want a vision of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face.. forever."

- George Orwell 

"90% of life is just showing up."

- Woody Allen 

Procrastination...

........A writer’s ancient nemesis. Everyone I've known who has wished to be an author, written a short story or wanted to become a part time blogger has always suffered from this ailment. This week more than ever before it’s been stopping me from updating the blog. I've got several posts that I've got locked and loaded in my mind, but there always something that scream’s “do me!” (Unfortunately it’s not a hot chick). This week it has been finally getting around to play everyone’s favorite science game Portal 2, re-watching Season 2 of Game of Thrones & the dreaded Christmas shopping.

Until the time I break out of the chains of  this procrastination, I’ll point you to a few other blogs and things that I've been following:

Ramblings of an Educated Fool: Like blogs with a focus, not made of seemingly random gibberish? Like blogs about obscure board games? Then this blog is for you!

Paul's Fantastic Fiction: The king of procrastination himself, give him an idea for a book and he’ll spend 3 years writing 15 other books but the one you want him to finish. Hopefully one day they’ll be more interesting content on the blog so it’s well worth a follow.

Khyan1:  Been following this guy since a friend introduced me many a year ago, was even lucky enough to star in one of his videos,. Funny, Clever and cynical as any young brit could possibly be. I demand you go watch a few of his videos now....... I said NOW!

Be back soon with bigger and better things.