Tuesday, 19 June 2012

Very Magic Mike

Oh also I found this.

This is something I'm very excited for this summer. I think the picture is pretty self-explanatory

'Magic Mike' is a comedy about male strippers. But who cares, look at Channing Tatum...hello.


I'm back bitches ;) YOLO

So I haven't written on here for a while, and for that I apologise. I put it down entirely to various university shenanigans, but the good news is that now I'm back and I intend to write all summer (hah, lucky you guys!) 

Judging from my previous posts, my mind seems pretty fixated on the topic of love. While this is still very much a subject I have a lot to say on, I hope that my blog finds a bit more balance in the coming months.

Its not that I don't enjoy writing about love, on the contrary, I find it very therapeutic. Its just that recently I've realised there is a lot more to life then finding 'Mr. Right' or even 'Mr. Okay-for-the-Moment'. 

Life is about being happy, and finding a man doesn't mean it will complete you. Sure, it would make things a hell of a lot easier knowing that theres someone there to support you, but whose to say you can't get the same kind of love from your friends and family?

 If you are not confident in yourself, the chances are no is going to have the confidence to fall in love with you.  

So with all that said, for me, this summer is the summer I fall in love...

...With myself. 

I don't this in a vain, superficial, cheesy way, I mean that I am going to learn to be totally self-sufficient and put myself first. This doesn't mean no men, I'm not super-human (okay, maybe I'm just a bit naive...), but quite simply I'm not going to put them first. As bleak as this sounds, the only person you have in this life is yourself, so why not invest a little bit of time on yourself? 

After all, YOLO bitches. 


Sunday, 20 May 2012

Gone are the days when you would go to a ball, have a dance and then marry your Mr Darcy.

I am hugely dependant on technology. I feel victimised when I'm in a wifi/3G/broadband free zone, insulted if my Orange Wednesday doesn't come through on time, and frustrated when I can't access my emails on a train. In short, technology isn't part of my life, it IS my life.

I don't know how I spiralled so out of control, I vaguely remember a time when I didn't check my Facebook everyday, but its fair to assume those days are long gone.

Technology is hugely helpful and theres no way I'd ever turn my back on it, but sometimes, when you have time in between Facebook stalking, tweeting or instagraming, you realise theres a whole lot of baggage that comes with it.

Because we are always made available in some way or another, I personally, feel this overwhelming pressure to be constantly socialising. You are made acutely aware of 'all the fun' that your 'friends' on Facebook are having, and are therefore encouraged to scrutinise the status of your own life and relationships.  

You are also encouraged to question why someone is or isn't contacting you. This comes with particular reference to boys.

 If he text you first, why hasn't he texted you back or why has it taken him so long to reply? Will he even EVER reply? (This seems to be the one question I am always coming to my friends with).

And Even when someone DOES make contact with you, such as said boy, there seems to come with it, a whole new load of problems and questions..."Ooh he likes this photo of me! Doe's he really like it?", "He text me but he didn't ask a question/leave any kisses?!"... More then often enough you end up getting excited or hurt over something which has been blown way out of proportion.

I have spent a lot of my time obsessing over technology and the problems that come with it, and I know, despite how I have hurt myself in the past, I will spend many more hours equally obsessed. 

However, I have come to realise that there something fundamental about socialising via this means which should never be overlooked in any given, technology-related situation (so any situation).

People hide behind technology and this should be taken into account within our social-network careers. Think about it on a very basic level...

Remember yourself at thirteen?

Okay, now remember MSN.

Enough said? I most certainly am cringing into my keyboard right now.

As the Google Chrome ad says, 'The internet is what you make it'. And most people use it, myself included, to create a fantastic altar-ego. On Facebook, someone may have thousands of friends, but in reality, they probably only have a couple they can really count on. A girl may look stunning online, but the truth is she carefully selects which photos make the cut to go on her timeline and carefully edits the ones which do. 

Via text, if you are trying to impress someone, whether you are a boy or a girl, you are going to think about what you write. The texting process buys you time, which is why people won't reply straight away. You can 'deal with it later', when you have 'more time to think about a response'. I've been found guilty of doing this and the truth be told I do it because I'm shy, not because I'm not interested. 

On the whole technology and the social etiquette that comes with it are stressful and confusing. There aren't any written rules, there are no basic manners you are taught to apply to texting or socialising via Facebook. 

Theres just hear-say and unwritten tradition to go on.

Technology makes us acutely aware of this time passing which can cause us to stress about the little things, that in the olden days (aka when our parents were young) would have been totally overlooked.

Gone are the days when you would go to a ball, have a dance and then marry your Mr Darcy.

At the end of the day we must remember, that while technology has made everything instant, you cant rush a relationship. Love is one of the few worthwhile things in life that takes time to happen, but is worth the wait. 


Wednesday, 9 May 2012


I would like to apologise for not posting anything for absolutely ages! 

I haven't forgotten about my blog, far from it! Unfortunately, I am in the midst of my exams, and thought that blog entries would just about be the biggest form of procrastination! I'll be back next week but until then I thought I would leave you with some wise words, probably very relevant to those of you sitting exams who can't focus...


Monday, 30 April 2012

Dignity is a refined art

Dignity has to be the hardest thing to keep when someone really lets you down.

To keep your mouth shut, to not show how upset they have really made you, when all you want to do is burst into tears and hit them square in the face (or balls, respectively, considering your level of stress...) is bloody hard.

Dignity is a refined art and is never put to the test more then under these circumstances.

You feel as though, while you are facing inner-turmoil, the person inflicting it upon you, walks away more or less scot-free.

However, I am a firm believer in the high road, and would never want to lower myself to the level of some of the dick heads I have had to put up with. By all means, its is important to let them know how they have upset you, but it is equally important to do this in a calm, and relatively emotionally detached way.

Retrospect is a pretty powerful thing, and if you handle a situation in a dignified manner, don't think for a minute that the pain-inflictor, won't one day look back, see the way they treated you, and feel guilt. From your dignity, it will be all the more clear, that you didn't deserve the treatment you were given, that you really were the best thing they never had.

Playing 'an eye for an eye' will have the reverse effect, no matter how in the wrong, the arse hole was originally, if you break down in front of them, they are going to see you as insecure and immature.

For the TOWIE fans amongst you, take a look at Gemma and the way things ended with Charlie. Gemma was in the wrong, texting another guy behind Charlie's back. Charlie, in a very dignified way, called off their relationship, and said he wasn't happy with the texts Gemma had been sending, but was prepared to stay friends. He can truly say, he left that relationship with dignity. He handled his feelings well, and tried to deal with them in a discreet way in front of Gemma. Gemma however, got massively defensive and told him to 'fuck off' and that they couldn't be friends. By acting this way, the audience became immediately aware that Gemma feels stupid that she's betrayed her boyfriend, and even more upset that he actually doesn't seem that bothered. Theres no drama on his part. The scene concludes with Charlie leaving, and Gemma left on her own feeling a bit stupid.

This probably isn't the best example, firstly Gemma isn't a guy, she's a girl and secondly, in my opinion, she's a massive idiot and as a consequence, a boy won't always be so transparent with their emotion. Despite all this, it does, however, exemplify how you will come off the better person if you just hold back in these situations, no matter how hurt you are.

 It really is a case of 'less is more' as in - the less you say, the more there is left for the guy to think about.

Girls have a tendency to over think things, and boys a tendency to not think at all. Sometimes therefore, it really is best to say something, which instead of stating emotion, suggests it; to provoke thought in a guy's head, which may just give them a fraction of the hell you've been going through.

These tactics are subtle and you may never even see the results, but trust me when I say they are there. Maybe his inability to make eye contact or his sudden laddish bravado with the guys in front of you, are subtle signs he's either ashamed or hiding his true feelings. Don't see this as him being rude, see it as him being weak and a coward, and don't play to him, leave him to it. The signs can sometimes be minuscule, but they're there all the same.

Trust your instinct. 

At the end of the day, when it comes to broken relationships, I'd rather look back with the peace of mind that I never did anything wrong, and that that dick head who messed me around lost out on something good. A dignified and strong girl, who will pick herself up and brush herself off post-dickhead, with dignity still firmly intact.


Friday, 27 April 2012

Infectious Song Alert #3

Nicki Minaj - Marilyn Monroe 

I love Nicki Minaj and so far this song is my favourite off her new album. It sounds a bit like something Rihanna would do, but I think I like it more knowing Nicki sings it!