tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-11-21:/MokoFeed2009-11-21T07:26:52+01:00tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-09-01:/2009/09/01/gcse-results-pageviews-and-ex-boyfriend-yes-i-am-failing-to-think-of-any-decent-titles-anymore-6869154/Awaken2009-09-01T18:19:55+02:002009-09-01T18:19:55+02:00 <p>Pageviews total: 17835</p> <p>This does seem like rather a lot, don't you think? Especially considering the fact that I don't really blog very much anymore (I'm drifting between Livejournal and writing in a journal that I keep under my bed, which is why I have been neglecting this blog so much).</p> <p>So, what's been happening in the world whilst I've been away?</p> <p>I have actually been quite busy and of course I love being busy.</p> <p><em>(Note: I have been away from here for so long that I have forgotten the false names I have given all my friends, so please forgive me if I get them all wrong haha)</em></p> <p>I met up with my ex today for the first time in a month. This was, as I realised too late, a bad thing to do. I am actually pretty much over him. It's been nice to have my own air to breathe rather than having to share it. I have been <em>loving</em> the space it has given me. Anyway, he is clearly in denial about it being very very over. Even as friends, he is still trying to manipulate me. Why? I don't know, I really don't know. It doesn't feel fair on me at all. He is still whining. "I don't know how your feelings can just disappear when you loved me last month". The truth is that feelings never disappear that quickly (of course certain things still hurt to think about) but if I say anything like that it will get his hopes up and he'll think I still love him and force me into going out with him again.</p> <p>I'm starting college next week though. I seriously can't wait, despite obvious nerves. I'll be there 5 days a week which means there will be no time for ex boyfriends (thank god). Hopefully the lack of seeing me will force him to lose interest (fingers crossed).</p> <p>Ooooh what else has happened in life. I made a new friend. He is called Michael. He is actually a guy who my friend likes but he seems like a decent guy and I have fun talking to him. I think it will be nice to have a male friend.</p> <p>I got my GCSE results last week! It was very exciting and terrifying. Seems like everyone is getting As this year though. I got an A* for my english language and a B for my literature. I bumped into a girl I use to know years ago the other day. I told her my results and she waited for me to say the rest. "Is that it?" she said.<br> "Yes, that's it, just two. We have to pay over £400 for each one so we couldn't afford anymore".</p> <p>I actually have 4 GCSEs, but <strong>LUCKILY</strong> I managed to get onto the courses I wanted to, even though they really wanted 5. Which means only two years at college instead of three.</p> <p>I promise to start updating my blog more often. I'd forgotten how fun it is to drone on about life! </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://Before-I-Forget.blog.co.uk/2009/09/01/gcse-results-pageviews-and-ex-boyfriend-yes-i-am-failing-to-think-of-any-decent-titles-anymore-6869154/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-07-28:/2009/07/28/blah-blah-blahs-of-life-6606849/Awaken2009-07-28T20:49:40+02:002009-07-28T20:49:40+02:00 <p>I broke up with my boyfriend.</p> <p>I've been trying to for the last few months. It's been an incredibly hard thing to do. He's very controlling, very manipulative, so he'd always make me feel bad for doing it and I'd change my mind.</p> <p>The night before I broke it off, I completely broke down. I told my Mum everything that had been said, and she told me to take a look at it from a third persons perspective. I did, which made me feel even worse.</p> <p>I can't even read his name at the moment, it makes me want to cry. It kind of feels like a very close friend has died, which is a bit strange really considering the circumstances.</p> <p>I haven't been that upset today, just a bit mopey really. I can't really relate to any of my friends, because I'm the only one who has ever had a break up like this before. So the only one I'm really talking to is my Mum, and to be honest, I think she's all I really want at the moment. Pfft, so much for growing up and dealing with it all by myself.</p> <p>I haven't told my brother yet, but I'm sure he knows. I don't know how much this will effect my life, or in which ways. He is my brother's closest friend, and my Mum sees him almost like a son. I loved him, but I was so unhappy. I felt like bit by bit I was losing control over my life. And his own emotional problems made is even harder to cope with my own.</p> <p>It's for the best, it's for the best.</p> <p>Haha.</p> <p>That's what I keep telling myself.</p> <p>Give me a week, and I will have forgotten all about it. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://Before-I-Forget.blog.co.uk/2009/07/28/blah-blah-blahs-of-life-6606849/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-07-02:/2009/07/02/glastonbury-been-and-gone-6439285/Awaken2009-07-02T21:59:15+02:002009-07-02T22:02:11+02:00 <p>Well what a week!</p> <p>Glastonbury was absolutely fantastic. It was like being in an alternative universe. There is no vanity, no selfishness, no violence, no nothing. Maybe that was something to do with the constant weed smell in the air haha?</p> <p>I have returned feeling very tired but very refreshed. My faith in the world has perhaps returned again to where it should be.</p> <p>I discovered a new singer: Regina Spektor. I've heard of her before but seeing her live just did it for me. I've got a bunch of her songs now and I've had them on repeat. I also saw Newton Faulkner (who was brilliant and very funny) and a band called the Bombay Bicycle Club, who I've never heard of before but were amazing live.</p> <p>The toilets though... the <em>toilets</em>. Nothing could have possibly prepared me for the toilets. Ok, I actually came up with a mathamatical equation of what the toilets were like:</p> <p>180,000 people + lots of curry = the Glastonbury portaloos.</p> <p>Oh yes.</p> <p>They also had something called the "longdrop". The longdrop was a series of cubicles in a row with a large space beneath the door to let people know which ones were vacant. Inside was a piece of wood with a hole in the middle. If you look down the hole then you see a ten foot drop down to everyones lovely waste below. I heard one woman dropped her phone down there... poor thing!</p> <p>I got a bad stomach when I was there, which was pretty irritating but luckily it didn't hold me back too much. I also went crazy on day two because I really wanted some space but there were 180,000 people in the way haha. I can't believe it's over. I'm desperate to get back there again. I did have to go four days without a shower though. Ew.</p> <p><a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/glastonbury/2009/artists/reginaspektor/index.shtml#emp">http://www.bbc.co.uk/glastonbury/2009/artists/reginaspektor/index.shtml#emp</a><br> (Regina Spektor. Scroll down to watch the highlights). </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://Before-I-Forget.blog.co.uk/2009/07/02/glastonbury-been-and-gone-6439285/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-06-22:/2009/06/22/glastonbury-next-week-6366881/Awaken2009-06-22T23:52:38+02:002009-06-22T23:52:38+02:00 <p>As the title suggests, Glastonbury is next week, and I'm going to be there.</p> <p>I'm excited about it, although at the same time absolutely terrified. I'll be sharing a tent with my friend, with our families in their own tents nearby. I'm more worried about the whole toilet system though. My friend told me that she limited herself to going to the toilet only twice a day at the very most when she went last year. Sure, that's <em>great</em>, except for the fact that I go to the toilet to empty my bladder probably at least seven times a day. And then on top of that, when I'm nervous my bladder needs emptying all the more often so yeah... maybe we could camp by the portaloos or something. If you see anyone doing that, it'll probably be me.</p> <p>Life has been very busy since I finished my exams. I was hoping it would cool down a little, but no such luck. I quite like having lots to do though. It's taking my mind off of my exam results, off of my Glastonbury nerves and off of the thought of college in September. Basically I'm keeping my mind occupied so it doesn't fill with bad thoughts. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://Before-I-Forget.blog.co.uk/2009/06/22/glastonbury-next-week-6366881/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-06-09:/2009/06/09/it-all-seems-a-bit-surreal-6269387/Awaken2009-06-09T13:42:08+02:002009-06-09T13:50:19+02:00 <p>The girl who stomped all over my brother's heart and pushed him headfirst into depression and then came back to stomp all over him again is downstairs. My brother and her have silently decided upon a truce, which means that they're friends again now. I don't believe that she could have suddenly had a change of heart, but whatever, I'm willing to accept her if she continues to be nice. My brother and her are playing a few songs to support a band next week. My brother is playing the guitar and they're both singing. I went downstairs to get a drink five minutes ago and I could hear them singing. It was surreal, it really was, and not just because it sounded really good. The song they are singing is called "If It Means A Lot To You". So my brother sings to her, "If you can wait 'til I get home, then I swear to you that we can make this last", and then she's singing, "I just feel complete when you're by my side". I think the line that did it for me was, "I swear I'll never be happy again and don't you dare say we can just be friends, I'm not some boy that you can sway."</p> <p>WHAT!?</p> <p>I couldn't decide whether to laugh or cry when I heard it. Who knew those words could sound so damn FAMILIAR. I wonder if they realise that they're singing about themselves.</p> <p>That aside, the song is brilliant. I recommend that you have a listen. It's by A Day To Remember </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://Before-I-Forget.blog.co.uk/2009/06/09/it-all-seems-a-bit-surreal-6269387/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-06-02:/2009/06/02/all-better-now-6225078/Awaken2009-06-02T20:34:25+02:002009-06-02T20:52:00+02:00 <p>Ok, well I'm feel <em>a lot</em> better now.</p> <p>I love feeling better.</p> <p>Anyway, I sat my second-to-last exam today at the school that I've been doing it all through. Although I'm educated at home, I still have to go into a school to do the actual written papers and the only one in the area was my <em>old</em> school and I really didn't want to go there, so I've been going to one about 10 miles away from where I live, which is a bit of a pain to get to. I had to get up at half 6 this morning so I'd be on time. I'm surprised I have any energy left.</p> <p>I absolutely love the school I've been going to. After my "schoolphobia" ordeal, I thought I'd freak whenever I went near one, but this school is brilliant. Everyone is really nice and friendly, the guys are hot *ahem* and it has a really nice vibe about it (the school, not the guys, of course...) My old school was like a prison cell but this one is so open and green. So, naturally, now I want to go to the Sixth Form there. </p> <p>I'm annoyed that I've started feeling like this now. The college I've applied for have said they'll have me, so there's no need to look or think about anywhere else. Maybe I've been too vague with myself with my "keeping my options open" approach. The Sixth Form offers a far wider range of qualifications that I'm interested in than the college, and now I've looked at them I've even started to doubt the ones I've chosen to do at college.</p> <p>So I decided to step back and have a look at the situation from an "outsider" perspective. I want to go to college because it's so different from school, and after all it was the school environment that drove me insane. My brother goes to the same college, so we can get the bus together (pfft, can't see that happening! He'll completely shun me). Also, I see it as a means of independently pushing myself out into the world. Getting the bus by myself and doing other activities such as being a part of the college newspaper team or the radio show are stuff that I could only do at college...</p> <p>I want to go to Sixth Form because it's all very arty in appearence, it's a lot smaller, people seem nice and they offer stuff like Philosophy which would be amazing to do. It would be the same length of time on the bus and they don't offer a programme which allows money off of bus tickets so we'd have to fund that somehow. But I'm thinking that I only want to go to Sixth Form because after going there to do exams for two years that it's familiar to me, and maybe I'm mistaking this "friendly atmosphere" for something that I know and have learnt to deal with, and so it's not a threat anymore, making me think it's friendly. Does that make sense? It sounds confusing to me, and I'm the one typing it...</p> <p>I guess I'll have to decide sooner of later, because I'll have to send off applications and what not... </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://Before-I-Forget.blog.co.uk/2009/06/02/all-better-now-6225078/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-05-31:/2009/05/31/creeping-back-into-my-life-6207583/Awaken2009-05-31T15:36:48+02:002009-05-31T15:38:02+02:00 <p>I always get like this at this time of the year. I'm drained from studying so much which forces me to get stressy at other people, which really upsets me because I don't mean to do it. I've been having late nights too because I can't seem to fit in everything I want to do into my days. And then with revision and work I haven't been seeing or talking to my friend's much which is honestly like torture.</p> <p>I can't possibly describe how I'm feeling, not in words anyway. I could probably put together a bunch of strange looking gestures that would look something like what my mind is feeling but again, that's hard to do too. I'll try and explain anyway though.</p> <p>It's like a crushing feeling, a helplessness. I think it's due to spending so much time indoors. I just want to curl up and be alone with all my problems 'cos really, they can't be sorted out by anyone but me. It's that... as I was sitting at the table about to write an essay, I got this urge to do something that I made myself stop doing about three years ago. I guess you could call it self-abuse, but it's so strange, something I don't think I've told anyone but my Mum and some woman from CAMHS about. It probably sounds far worse than it is, but basically I think I damaged my eyes doing it and my theory is that it's the reason why I have to wear glasses now. It scares me to feel like I want to do it again. I know it's because I'm tired but just the echo of that urge makes me want to burst into tears.</p> <p>I really want to know what people think this "urge" is now. I guess is sounds like it could be <em>anything</em>. Seriously, it's nothing too crazy, you'd probably just think I had "issues" if I did it in public. Haha, now I'm making it sound even worse.</p> <p>Anyway, I'll be fine soon, I know I will. The last of my exams are next week. I can spend the summer lying in the sun a lot and healing. The art is to forget about it. I haven't done it in three years so why would I want to do it again? </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://Before-I-Forget.blog.co.uk/2009/05/31/creeping-back-into-my-life-6207583/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-05-08:/2009/05/08/neglecting-my-poor-blog-6083862/Awaken2009-05-08T22:33:56+02:002009-05-08T22:33:56+02:00 <p>It's been 28 days since I last posted anything in here. That's almost a month. I'd like to say that loads has happened to me in that time but to be honest, nothing eventful has happened at all.</p> <p>My life has mostly been revolving around exams, exams, work and... ah yes, <em>exams</em>. My birthday's in little over a week but I haven't even had time to think about it. It's half term the week after though so I'm hoping to go down to Plymouth and visit Tamara and we can watch Eurovision 2009 (she's going to record it) and eat pizza with skittles on (as is Eurovision tradition). Robbie wants to do something on my actual birthday but there's nothing I really want to do. Go for a Chinese maybe? He says he doesn't have any money but for the sake of good food I might just pay for it all myself. Although I doubt he'd let that happen!</p> <p>To tell the truth I actually set up a blog on a different site. I've been there for... what, 4 days now, and I realised just how much I missed this site. God, I'm sad! I really lack commitment skills though, so I'm going to try really hard to keep going with this. I had to delete all posts involving Robbie though as I was scared that he'd find them now his laptop is connected to the Internet! </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://Before-I-Forget.blog.co.uk/2009/05/08/neglecting-my-poor-blog-6083862/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-04-10:/2009/04/10/talking-to-strangers-5920760/Awaken2009-04-10T11:28:07+02:002009-04-10T11:29:14+02:00 <p>I went down to Plymouth yesterday on the train to meet Tamara's boyfriend with her. He was a friend of Ash's (the online boyfriend we met last year... that really takes me back) and Tamara's been talking to him for the last couple of months.</p> <p>I really think Tamara is my social-drug. Whenever I'm with her I have this strange wave of confidence and power. We got a bit lost on the way into town from the train station so I asked a passing woman if she knew the way to the city centre. She did, and she said she was going that way anyway so we could follow if we wanted. Whilst Dan and Tamara were getting to know each other, I walked ahead with the woman and we got chatting. Her son was going off to university soon to do accounting, and she said it's the time when you realise that all of your friends are going in their own directions. I said, "it's when you realise that you're alone in the world." And it all went from there. She wants to work in the field that I want to work in one day: Mental Health. She did a lot of volunteering in mental hospitals and we were talking about case studies and the way people's minds work. I think I actually managed to sound intelligent for a moment or two. She was lovely, and when we came to say goodbye, I really felt like I'd done myself proud. Usually I shy away from people, but I was really pleased that I managed to hold the conversation going until we went our seperate ways.</p> <p>I also got spoken to by a man (well... boy, he looked about 20) on the train, and we spoke about getting stuck in doorways and about the chances of the weather not liking his relationship with his girlfriend because it always rains when he goes down to visit her. I said, "I'm sure it doesn't mean anything, don't worry," and then his phone rang and he vanished.</p> <p>It was a brilliant day. I got the train down by myself, and I found out later that I was on the same train as Dan! It was coming from upcountry, sweeping by my station on the way. I actually think that I was in the same carriage as him! What are the chances? And then we all got the bus to where Tamara lives. On the way back home in the afternoon though, I had to pass over the ferry, go on the bus and go back on the train by myself too, which was a bit daunting. I seem to be very aware that I am a vulnerable 15-year-old girl, and being alone on a bus full of men is kind of scary. You just hear these stories, you know... so you can never be too careful. I got home ok though, and found myself in a carriage with the same people I came down with, which was a bit weird. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://Before-I-Forget.blog.co.uk/2009/04/10/talking-to-strangers-5920760/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-04-09:/2009/04/09/the-corrs-runaway-5918523/Awaken2009-04-09T21:34:44+02:002009-04-09T21:34:44+02:00 <p>I always imagined making a film and having this song somewhere in the middle when two characters fell in love. Awwww.</p> <p><em>Say it's true, there's nothing like me and you<br> I'm not alone, tell me you feel it too</p> <p>And I would run away<br> I would run away, yeah..., yeah<br> I would run away<br> I would run away with you</p> <p>Cause I am falling in love with you<br> No never I'm never gonna stop<br> Falling in love with you</p> <p>Close the door, lay down upon the floor<br> And by candlelight, make love to me through the night<br> (through the night, through the night...)</p> <p>Cause I have run away<br> I have run away, yeah..., yeah<br> I have run away, run away<br> I have run away with you</p> <p>Cause I am falling in love (falling in love) with you<br> No never I'm never gonna stop<br> Falling in love with you...<br> With you...</p> <p>And I would runaway<br> I would runaway, yeah..., yeah<br> I would runaway (runaway)<br> I would runaway with you</p> <p>Cause I am falling in love (falling in love) with you<br> No never I'm never gonna stop<br> Falling in love with you...</p> <p>Falling in love (falling in love) with you<br> No never I'm never gonna stop falling in love with you</p> <p>With you, my love, with you...<br> na ni na ni na na...<br> (With you, with you, with you, with you)</em> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://Before-I-Forget.blog.co.uk/2009/04/09/the-corrs-runaway-5918523/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-04-08:/2009/04/08/breaking-the-diet-cartoon-5910730/Awaken2009-04-08T13:40:14+02:002009-04-08T13:40:14+02:00 <p><img src="http://www.everydaypeoplecartoons.com/cartoons/369---July-20---26,-2008,-healthy-eating.png" alt="" title=""> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://Before-I-Forget.blog.co.uk/2009/04/08/breaking-the-diet-cartoon-5910730/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-04-06:/2009/04/06/caring-about-what-people-think-cartoon-5900835/Awaken2009-04-06T19:15:35+02:002009-04-06T19:15:35+02:00 <p><img src="http://www.everydaypeoplecartoons.com/cartoons/382---Oct-19---25,-2008---what-people-think.png" alt="" title=""> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://Before-I-Forget.blog.co.uk/2009/04/06/caring-about-what-people-think-cartoon-5900835/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-04-06:/2009/04/06/it-s-been-a-long-day-5900522/Awaken2009-04-06T18:17:22+02:002009-04-06T18:21:05+02:00 <p>I've done so many things today and have really tired myself out. I went trampolining with my little sister again this morning, and managed to do my back in, which has been very painful since.</p> <p>My Aunt, Uncle and baby cousin came down for the day. They're from the side of my family which I actually <em>like</em> so there were no problems with seeing them. My cousin Jack grows up more and more everytime I see him (which is about every few weeks). He was only born last year and he's so cute... I've never thought myself a sucker for tiny babies but he's just adorable.</p> <p>My Uncle is one of the funniest people I know. He managed to lock himself in our bathroom.<br> "He locked himself in earlier," my Mum said when I came back from work.<br> "Yes... I was locked in... with the smell," said my Uncle, which I found pretty funny.</p> <p>Work was very tiring too, but no change there. It was raining all day so despite my attempts at holding an umbrella up (it blew inside out and broke within seconds) I arrived at work with my hair and makeup all over the place. Luckily there were only about five customers though in total (the upside to the rain) so I finished my jobs early and got to go home on time. There's this boy that often comes into the shop that I think works around the corner. I remember him from school, although I don't think I ever spoke to him. He's very... <em>nice</em>. <em>Very</em> nice. He always comes in to buy stuff after work, and I always hide and overhear him tell my colleague that he works around the corner etc etc. I like to think that he's speaking loudly in the hope of me hearing. It makes me feel good to know other people find me interesting enough to go out of their way for. Makes me feel special. Anyway I saw him in <em>his</em> shop on the way home. He was lifting a table up. His work top is very tight...</p> <p>I got verbally harrassed by two ten year olds on the way home though. Maybe it's bad karma for oogling the shop boy, who knows. I saw them shout something into a shop as I passed a then run off down one of the roads. Me being lazy, I always go down <em>that</em> road to avoid all of the traffic down the other end so even though they'd gone that way, I still went my usual route. I was probably asking for it really. One of them was smoking... at <em>ten</em>... which I thought was just wrong. I'm actually being kind saying that they're ten. They looked a lot younger. Anyway they ignored me until I passed, and I saw one boy get out his phone and I immediately thought "oh no, they better not try to happy slap me". I know everyone use to record it on their phones and stuff and since the beginning of time I've been paranoid about it happening to me (it never has but you can never be too careful). Anyway they started shouting all of this stuff at me and I put on my too-busy-lost-in-thought face to show that I didn't care. I wanted to turn around and punch them though when they started saying "I know you want it you horny bitch". How does that even come into it!??! I was just walking past! I almost laughed out of the fact that it was a pair of TEN YEAR OLDS saying it to me! At ten I didn't even know what any of those words meant.</p> <p>What a messed up world. Thank God we have chocolate. My Uncle bought us all an Easter egg each, which I thought was nice of him. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://Before-I-Forget.blog.co.uk/2009/04/06/it-s-been-a-long-day-5900522/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-04-05:/2009/04/05/facts-about-the-human-world-5896308/Awaken2009-04-05T22:30:47+02:002009-04-05T22:30:47+02:00 <p>I found some facts about the world on a website that I thought were worth posting. They're the sort of facts that you'll forget about until somebody asks a random stupid question like, "how many dots in a game of pacman?" and you'll be able to answer right away:</p> <p>-Many sailors used to wear gold earrings so that they could afford a proper burial when they died.</p> <p>-When Albert Einstein died, his final words died with him. The nurse at his side didn't understand German.</p> <p>-Born 4 January 1838, General Tom Thumb's growth slowed at the age of 6 months, at 5 years he was signed to the circus by P.T. Barnum, and at adulthood reached a height of only 1 metre.</p> <p>-Ancient drinkers warded off the devil by clinking their cups.</p> <p>-Pogonophobia is the fear of beards.</p> <p>-Henry VII was the only British King to be crowned on the field of battle.</p> <p>-Only 1 child in 20 are born on the day predicted by the doctor.</p> <p>-It is illegal to be a prostitute in Siena, Italy, if your name is Mary.</p> <p>-The childrens' nursery rhyme 'Ring-a-Ring-a-Roses' actually refers to the Black Death which killed about 30 million people in the fourteenth-century.</p> <p>-The study of stupidity is called 'monology'.</p> <p>-There are 240 white dots in a Pacman arcade game.</p> <p>-Dublin is home of the Fairy Investigation Society.</p> <p>-The two highest IQ's ever recorded (on a standard test) both belong to women.</p> <p>For more useless facts: <a href="http://home.bitworks.co.nz/trivia/human.htm">http://home.bitworks.co.nz/trivia/human.htm</a> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://Before-I-Forget.blog.co.uk/2009/04/05/facts-about-the-human-world-5896308/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-04-05:/2009/04/05/what-s-so-special-about-this-number-5896245/Awaken2009-04-05T22:16:16+02:002009-04-05T22:16:16+02:00 <p>I stumbled upon this...</p> <p>What's So Special About This Number?</p> <p>0 is the additive identity.<br> 1 is the multiplicative identity.<br> 2 is the only even prime.<br> 3 is the number of spatial dimensions we live in.<br> 4 is the smallest number of colors sufficient to color all planar maps.<br> 5 is the number of Platonic solids.<br> 6 is the smallest perfect number.<br> 7 is the smallest number of faces of a regular polygon that is not constructible by straightedge and compass.<br> 8 is the largest cube in the Fibonacci sequence.<br> 9 is the maximum number of cubes that are needed to sum to any positive integer.<br> 10 is the base of our number system.</p> <p>There we have it. What can I say, I have a lot of spare time on my hands at the moment! It doesn't actually make any sense to me, but the website I found had numbers up to 10,000, with something "special" about each one. It's insane.</p> <p><a href="http://www.stetson.edu/~efriedma/numbers.html">http://www.stetson.edu/~efriedma/numbers.html</a> </p> <p>I'm struggling to come up with a reason as to <em>why</em> you would want a list like that... </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://Before-I-Forget.blog.co.uk/2009/04/05/what-s-so-special-about-this-number-5896245/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-04-05:/2009/04/05/the-family-curse-5896186/Awaken2009-04-05T21:59:35+02:002009-04-05T22:02:21+02:00 <p>Our family seems to be extremely unfortunate when it comes to animals. We're huge animal lovers, and in general animals seem to love us but the only problem is our <em>own</em> animals. </p> <p>We had a golden retriever once, who at 8 years old unexpectedly got a skin disease and had to be put down. Our second hamster got eaten by our one-year-old cat, who later died of some lack-of-calcium disorder after giving birth to four kittens (one of which died). All of our goldfish mysteriously pass away and my rabbit died a few years before the 'average rabbit age of death'.</p> <p>I'm bringing this up because I'm worried about our dog at the moment. He's a mixed breed, with two very strong healthy parents (his mum was a Collie and his dad was a Springer Spaniel). He's always very upbeat, wagging his tail whenever anyone enters the room. We take him out regularly and he gets more than enough attention! But lately he's been really depressed, and today he was chasing after his ball when he suddenly cried out, froze and then lay down. He's been quiet since lunch time because of it. It's so unlike him. I think my mum's taking him up the vets tomorrow but I can't help but worry...</p> <p>Some people have many many pets and all of them are fine. It's like a curse. Bad things just seem to happen to animals in our family.... </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://Before-I-Forget.blog.co.uk/2009/04/05/the-family-curse-5896186/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-04-05:/2009/04/05/dark-blue-jack-s-mannequin-5895537/Awaken2009-04-05T19:43:34+02:002009-04-09T21:38:04+02:00 <p>I am loving this song at the moment.</p> <p><em>I have (I have) you breathing down my neck (breathing down my neck)<br> I don't (don't know) what you could possibly expect under this condition so<br> I'll wait (I'll wait) for the ambulance to come (ambulance to come)<br> Pick us up off the floor<br> What did you possibly expect under this condition so</p> <p>Slow down.. this night's a perfect shade of<br> Dark blue (dark blue)<br> Have you ever been alone in a crowded room when I'm here with you<br> I said the world could be burning down<br> Dark blue (dark blue)<br> Have you ever been alone in a crowded room well I'm here with you<br> I said the world could be burning 'til there's nothing but dark blue..<br> Just dark blue</p> <p>This flood (this flood) is slowly rising up swallowing the ground<br> Beneath my feet, Tell me how anybody thinks under this condition so<br> I'll swim (I'll swim) as the water rises up, the sun is sinking down<br> And now all I can see are the planets in a row<br> Suggesting it's best that I slow down</p> <p>This night's a perfect shade of<br> Dark blue (dark blue)<br> Have you ever been alone in a crowded room when I'm here with you<br> I said the world could be burning (burning) down<br> Dark blue (dark blue)<br> Have you ever been alone in a crowded room well I'm here with you<br> I said the world could be burning dark blue</p> <p>We were boxing<br> We were boxing the stars<br> We were boxing (we were boxing)<br> You were swinging for Mars<br> And then the water reached the West Coast<br> And took the power lines (the power lines)<br> And it was me and you (this could last forever)<br> And the whole town under water<br> There was nothing we could do<br> It was dark blue</p> <p>Dark blue (dark blue)<br> Have you ever been alone in a crowded room well I'm here with you<br> I said the world could be burning (burning) down<br> Dark blue<br> Have you ever been alone in a crowded room well I'm here with you<br> I said the room could be burning now there's nothing but dark blue</p> <p>If you've ever been alone in the dark blue<br> If you've ever been alone you'll know (you'll know)</em> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://Before-I-Forget.blog.co.uk/2009/04/05/dark-blue-jack-s-mannequin-5895537/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-04-05:/2009/04/05/embarrassing-moments-5895466/Awaken2009-04-05T19:34:07+02:002009-04-05T19:34:07+02:00 <p>My cousins have all gone home. I had to leave to meet Jessica before they left so it was my job to go up to them and say goodbye. It was one of the most awkward experiences that I've had since Saturday (but I'll tell you all about that one later).</p> <p>I walked into the room where they were playing table football and stood there in silence waiting for them to finish their game. Five minutes later, someone scored a goal and I spoke up quickly before it could go on any longer.<br> "I'm off now," I said, and they all froze and turned around. Silence.<br> "Oh ok," said my youngest cousin (I like her more, shes the youngest, early twenties I think).<br> "It was good to see you all."<br> "You too," they all said at the same time. And then more silence. I didn't really have anything else to say to them.<br> "Goodbye," I said, beginning to turn away but at exactly the same time my youngest cousin began to speak too. We both froze and there was this awkward silence where we were both waiting for each other to continue. I gave up in the end and ran from the room. Well... not <em>ran</em>, I actually just walked pretty quickly instead but it had the same effect.</p> <p>But my embarrassing moment yesterday was far worse. I was hurrying to get ready for work, and in my hurry, whilst mentally checking that all of my family members were in bed, I began to change in the doorway of my bedroom. Halfway through changing, I heard a quiet creak and turned to see my brother's girlfriend creeping into the bathroom! She looked really embarrassed and I had to dive onto the floor to hide my shame. You see every other person in my house makes <em>a lot</em> of noise when they go up and down the stairs, so I wasn't expecting anyone to be there! Also, I didn't even know she'd stayed over. Ahh I was cringing all day because of it. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://Before-I-Forget.blog.co.uk/2009/04/05/embarrassing-moments-5895466/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-04-04:/2009/04/04/today-will-be-the-death-of-me-5890744/Awaken2009-04-04T21:48:17+02:002009-04-04T21:50:25+02:00 <p>It was work that <em>almost</em> killed me. According to my colleague "it just wasn't my day". First off I sold an underheated steak pasty by accident (it's cooked already, but to warm it up it takes 30 minutes in the heater and I only left it in for 25... psht, big deal it probably won't give them food poisoning!) and then I made so many other mistakes, too many to remember. I was surprised that my colleague didn't tell my boss about it all, she just seemed to laugh it all off. Well laughed it off after yelling at me first.</p> <p>After my six hour day at work I had to spend two hours on a trampoline with my sister, which probably almost killed me too but no, I stayed strong, bouncing through my pain (I don't sit down at work at all so my legs usually begin to ache after an hour or two).</p> <p>I think it was my relatives coming to stay that finished me off. Three of them, all coming to visit from up-country. I can hear them now... laughing... being nice and friendly. After six hours standing up with it "just not being my day" followed by two hours of trampolining where my sister refused to let me rest, I think socialising is the very very very last thing that I want to be doing.</p> <p>I slept really badly last night. I woke up to find my fattest cat and my dog asleep at the end of my bed. This was strange anyway since the cats get locked into the kitchen at night so he must have hidden under my bed to avoid my Dad. I had a debate with myself yesterday as to whether male cats have nipples (several in fact) or not because I'm growing suspicious that my cat may a girl.... </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://Before-I-Forget.blog.co.uk/2009/04/04/today-will-be-the-death-of-me-5890744/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-04-02:/2009/04/02/the-story-of-the-blind-girl-s-eyes-5877598/Awaken2009-04-02T13:09:08+02:002009-04-02T13:09:08+02:00 <blockquote><p>There was a blind girl who hated herself because she was<br> blind. She hated everyone, except her loving boyfriend. He<br> was always there for her. She told her boyfriend, 'If I<br> could only see the world, I will marry you.' </p> <p>One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her. When the<br> bandages came off, she was able to see everything, including<br> her boyfriend. </p> <p>He asked her, 'Now that you can see the world, will you<br> marry me?' The girl looked at her boyfriend and saw that<br> he was blind. The sight of his closed eyelids shocked her.<br> She hadn't expected that. The thought of looking at them<br> the rest of her life led her to refuse to marry him. </p> <p>Her boyfriend left in tears and days later wrote a note to<br> her saying: 'Take good care of your eyes, my dear, for<br> before they were yours, they were mine.' </p> <p>This is how the human brain often works when our status<br> changes. Only a very few remember what life was like before,<br> and who was always by their side in the most painful<br> situations.</p> <p>-<a href="http://navigate53.blog.co.uk/">Navigate53</a> </p></blockquote> <p>I was blog-browsing and I stumbled upon this man's blog. I think he's a philosopher or something, but all the stories on his blog are very touching. Check it out, you never know, it might change your life. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://Before-I-Forget.blog.co.uk/2009/04/02/the-story-of-the-blind-girl-s-eyes-5877598/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-04-02:/2009/04/02/quotes-from-the-lovely-bones-by-alice-sebold-5877518/Awaken2009-04-02T12:50:52+02:002009-04-02T12:50:52+02:00 <p>I couldn't resist. There are just so many good quotes in this book. There may be spoilers, so beware. I found a website describing each quote, so I decided to throw them in too:</p> <p><em>“He wore his innocence like a comfortable old coat.”</em> (p. 26)<br> This describes Mr. Harvey, the serial killer, who has killed and gotten away with it so often that he almost believes his own innocence.</p> <p><em>“I loved Ruth on those mornings . . . we were born to keep each other company. Odd girls who had found each other in the strangest way - in the shiver she had felt when I passed.” </em>(p. 79)<br> Here Susie acknowledges the bond which has formed between her and Ruth, because her soul happened to touch Ruth as she passed to Heaven.</p> <p><em>“Had my brother really seen me somehow, or he was he merely a little boy telling beautiful lies?”</em> (p. 95)<br> Here we see Susie’s desperate need to have her family know she is watching over them. </p> <p><em>“How to commit the perfect murder was an old game in heaven. I always chose the icicle: the weapon melts away.” </em>(p. 125)<br> This quote shows how Susie is basically a very compassionate girl. She would choose the icicle, because it wouldn’t hurt anyone. Ironically, it’s the icicle that Susie uses to frighten Mr. Harvey into falling into the ravine where he dies.</p> <p><em>“When the dead are done with the living, the living can go on to other things,“ Franny said. “What about the dead?“ I asked. “Where do we go?”</em> (p. 145)<br> Here we see Franny’s advice to Susie, trying to help her find her Heaven. But Susie is unsure what to do or where she belongs. </p> <p><em>“I had rescued the moment by using my camera and in that way had found how to stop time and hold it. No one could take that image away from me because I owned it.” </em>(p. 213)<br> Here we see how important the photos have become not only to her family, but to Susie as well. </p> <p><em>“I watched my beautiful sister running . . . and I knew she was not running away from me or toward me. Like someone who has survived a gut-shot, the wound had been closing, closing - braiding into a scar for eight long years.”</em> (p. 242)<br> Susie observes how her sister has finally reached a point where her pain will soon be healed.</p> <p><em>“Sometimes you cry, Susie, even when someone you love has been gone a long time.”</em> (p.261)<br> Susie’s grandfather reveals that even in heaven, there are painful memories. </p> <p><em>“Last night it had been my father who had finally said it, ‘She’s never coming home.’ A clear and easy piece of truth that everyone who had ever known me had accepted. But he needed to say it, and she needed to hear him say it.”</em> (p. 289)<br> For eight years, the family has been unable to admit what they have always known in their hearts: Susie was dead. </p> <p><em>“These were the lovely bones that had grown around my absence: the connections - sometimes tenuous, sometimes made at great cost, but often magnificent - that happened after I was gone. And I began to see things in a way that let me hold the world without me in it. The events that my death wrought were merely the bones of a body that would become whole at some unpredictable time in the future. The price of what I came to see as this miraculous body had been my life.”</em> (p. 320)<br> Susie explains how her death impacted the world while she was in it and how it has impacted the world without her. This is also the basis for the title of the novel.</p> <p>Hey, you don't have to read the book now, I've told it all in quotes! </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://Before-I-Forget.blog.co.uk/2009/04/02/quotes-from-the-lovely-bones-by-alice-sebold-5877518/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-04-02:/2009/04/02/i-m-feeling-lonely-5876856/Awaken2009-04-02T10:55:19+02:002009-04-02T10:57:50+02:00 <p>I am. Very lonely. Like they say in Dark Blue by Jack's Mannequin: <em>'Have you ever been alone in a crowded room?'</em> That's how I felt yesterday at college.</p> <p>I feel so crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap...</p> <p>I want to go travelling <em>now</em>. I want to live my life instead of being miserable in this stupid grey little town. I hate it here so much. All of my friends are just growing away from me, spending time with other friends. But I don't <em>have</em> other friends. I don't <em>go</em> to school, how am I suppose to meet new people?</p> <p>Agh it all sucks so much, especially with the Robbie thing at the moment. It just makes it worse. I can't let my loneliness get in the way of it though. I can't keep him just so I'm not lonely.</p> <p>I tried to talk to my mum about it. For a mum, she's not that bad to talk to. I can open up with her, which I like. I told her about everything and she said that I'm probably feeling crap because I've been indoors so much studying. It's true, there is nothing worse than sitting alone at a table studying with the sun outside and all the happy screaming students coming home from school. It's just depressing really.</p> <p>I'm going caravaning next week though, and I always love that. My first time going with Tamara so it should be good! I just wish she didn't live so far away. It's depressing when you hear about someone's life knowing that because you live so far away you're such a small part of it. Which sounds horrible, I'm just no good with getting the words right. I mean that I feel so forgotten, which is ridiculous really, since I do get a lot of attention at work and when I <em>do</em> meet my friends. It's like there's something missing in my life. I always feel like this, and I always have, for as long as I can remember.</p> <p>And it sucks... big time. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://Before-I-Forget.blog.co.uk/2009/04/02/i-m-feeling-lonely-5876856/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-04-01:/2009/04/01/college-day-for-the-noobies-5874201/Awaken2009-04-01T20:42:28+02:002009-04-01T20:57:46+02:00 <p>I went to college earlier, I've just got back actually. They were holding an open day for the new students, and on the flier it said, 'music, live bands, food' so I assumed that it would be like a BBQ where everyone stands around talking awkwardly and getting to know each other. It sounded great.</p> <p>But when my parents dropped Jessica and I off, we were faced with a completely different picture. The space between the outside world and the college entrance was packed with people, all looking very nicely dressed, skinny, pretty... We climbed the hill and went through the doors, my visions of BBQs and polite conversation disappearing into thin air. We went inside and some old man ran up to us and said, "what are you here for?"<br> I noticed a sign that said 'interview this way' and thought there were other events on so to make it clear I said, "we're here for some night day thing..." Which made perfect sense of course.<br> "No, no, what course are you doing?" he said, sounding really impatient, which actually bugged me a lot.<br> "Health and Social Care," said Jessica, and as I was beginning to say "Psychology" the man handed us over to someone who took us to the Health and Social Care Department. We were forced into a room with about fifty students in, and they all stopped and stared at us, everyone falling silent. I have never felt such a rising sense of paranoia. I could have sworn they were all looking at me.</p> <p>We were then asked what our names were and as soon as I said "I'm not actually doing Health and Social Care, I'm just here with her," pointing at Jess, I got ignored. Seriously. And it was as if this ignore-ance was contagious. I got ignored by just about everybody. Jessica and I met this girl called Ellis who seemed nice although Jess got on with her better. I had no idea what to say. Jessica talks a lot when she's nervous but I just seem to stay quiet. It was worse though when Ellis asked us, "what school are you from?" and Jessica said hers and I was just really awkward, muttering something about the fact that I wasn't at school.</p> <p>I felt so out of place. I've forgotten what it's like to be in with so many people my own age. At work I mostly deal with old people and being out of school meant that I didn't really adjust myself to working and being around young people. Nobody asked me what my name was at all. Nobody cared. I felt so small and forgotten. I'm sure it wasn't intentional on the college's part but I feel worse about going in September now than I have ever before. I was so busy trying to get myself comfortable with the environment that I totally forgot that I'd be <em>sharing</em> that environment with other people. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://Before-I-Forget.blog.co.uk/2009/04/01/college-day-for-the-noobies-5874201/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-04-01:/2009/04/01/the-lovely-bones-5871464/Awaken2009-04-01T12:09:03+02:002009-04-01T12:09:03+02:00 <p>I finished it. At last. I've been reading it for about two months now, a chapter a week because I really couldn't get into it. Then, suddenly, half way through it got really good and I managed to finish it in two days.</p> <p>It's brilliant and I absolutely love it. Apparently Peter Jackson is making it into a film (to be released this year) so that gives me something to look forward to.</p> <p><img src="http://elliek.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/lovely-bones.jpg" alt="The Lovely Bones" title=""></p> <p>Plot summaries I've found because I'm too lazy to write my own:</p> <p><em>"The Lovely Bones" centers on a young girl who has been murdered and watches over her family - and her killer - from heaven. She must weigh her desire for vengeance against her desire for her family to heal.</em></p> <p><em>Based on the best selling book by Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones is the story of a 14-year-old girl from suburban Pennsylvania who is murdered by her neighbor. She tells the story from Heaven, showing the lives of the people around her and how they have changed all while attempting to get someone to find her lost body.</em></p> <p>In other words... it's <em>great</em>. Read it!! </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://Before-I-Forget.blog.co.uk/2009/04/01/the-lovely-bones-5871464/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-03-31:/2009/03/31/nothing-fits-5867024/Awaken2009-03-31T18:45:10+02:002009-03-31T18:45:10+02:00 <p>Everything I try on in shops now doesn't fit. </p> <p>I've tried to go for the whole "everyone is shallow, I don't care, I'll wear stuff that DOES fit even if it looks terrible" approach but even that one is wearing off. I've started exercising more in the hope of toning everything down a bit but still nothing fits. </p> <p>I have a friend who is a size 6, smaller than that, and everything she tries on fits perfectly. And then there's the friend who is a size 16, yet she still manages to find loads of very nice clothes in our town. Maybe I'm too picky and don't give anything a chance or just maybe nothing <em>fits</em>. </p> <p>I am a non-existent size. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://Before-I-Forget.blog.co.uk/2009/03/31/nothing-fits-5867024/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-03-31:/2009/03/31/government-safety-signs-hold-hidden-meanings-5866951/Awaken2009-03-31T18:32:40+02:002009-03-31T18:34:38+02:00 <p><img src="http://www.safenow.org/images/vis_chem_area.gif" alt="" title=""><br> People, animal corpses and the biohazard symbol are all at risk of being sucked into the time-tunnel vortex.</p> <p><img src="http://www.safenow.org/images/expl_vis_open_door.gif" alt="" title=""><br> If you spot a terrorist arrow, pin it against the wall with your shoulder.</p> <p><img src="http://www.safenow.org/images/bio_vis_substance.gif" alt="" title=""><br> If you are sprayed with an unknown substance, stand and think about it instead of seeing a doctor.</p> <p><img src="http://www.safenow.org/images/expl_vis_flashlight.gif" alt="" title=""><br> Use your flashlight to lift the walls right off of you!</p> <p><img src="http://www.safenow.org/images/expl_vis_shout.gif" alt="" title=""><br> If you spot terrorism, blow your anti-terrorism whistle. If you are Vin Diesel, yell really loud.</p> <p><img src="http://www.safenow.org/images/expl_vis_closed_door.gif" alt="" title=""><br> If a door is closed, karate chop it open.</p> <p><img src="http://www.safenow.org/images/expl_vis_smoke2.gif" alt="" title=""><br> If the weather is overcast with dark skies, look for worms in the grass.</p> <p>More here: <a href="http://www.safenow.org/">http://www.safenow.org/</a> </p> <p>You have to admit, it <em>is</em> pretty funny. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://Before-I-Forget.blog.co.uk/2009/03/31/government-safety-signs-hold-hidden-meanings-5866951/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-03-31:/2009/03/31/a-few-universal-truths-5866814/Awaken2009-03-31T18:11:46+02:002009-03-31T18:11:46+02:00 <p><u>Universal Truths</u></p> <p>Triangular sandwiches taste better than square ones.</p> <p>At the end of every party there is always a girl crying.</p> <p>You've never quite sure whether it's ok to eat green crisps.</p> <p>Nobody ever dares make cup-a-soup in a bowl.</p> <p>Its impossible to look cool whilst picking up a Frisbee.</p> <p>There's no panic like the panic you momentarily feel when you've got your hand or head stuck in something.</p> <p>No one knows the origins of their metal coat hangers.</p> <p>Despite constant warning, you have never met anybody who has had their arm broken by a swan.</p> <p>The most painful household incident is wearing socks and stepping on an upturned plug.</p> <p>People who don't drive slam car doors too hard.</p> <p>In every plate of chips there is one bad chip. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://Before-I-Forget.blog.co.uk/2009/03/31/a-few-universal-truths-5866814/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-03-31:/2009/03/31/twilight-the-debate-5866490/Awaken2009-03-31T17:16:53+02:002009-03-31T17:26:29+02:00 <p>I quite liked it when it came out, but over time it's just fallen into the pile of books and films that don't make any lasting impression on me. It's nothing personal, I just prefer more realistic stuff. I have however, noticed that it has made a lasting impression on the rest of the world, whether it be for good reasons or bad.</p> <p>I have never seen such a supportive fan base for an author, and yet I have never seen such a raging bunch of haters. I would say that the Twilight series is like Marmite - you either love it or you hate it and that's all there is to say - but it seems that even the one's who dislike Stephanie Meyer's books can't get enough of it.</p> <p>I found this video on YouTube (I was actually looking for something to do with Vampire Knight but stumbled upon this instead). I don't know if she is really that upset or not but to me she seems to be a little <em>too</em> upset about it all.</p> <p>And then there is this:</p> <p><a href="http://www.goodreads.com/group/show/5508.TWILIGHT_HATERS_and_other_books_you_and_I_both_hate">http://www.goodreads.com/group/show/5508.TWILIGHT_HATERS_and_other_books_you_and_I_both_hate</a></p> <p>A <em>hate</em> group. It's just horrible, whether it's about a book or a person or anything at all. You've got to be a pretty twisted book/film-hater to want to create a group like that. And the point of creating it? I can't think of a single good reason to.</p> <p>I think the whole Twilight thing is getting out of hand. Soon someone will get hurt and don't kill me if you hear me say "I told you so".</p> <p>Despite what I think of Twilight myself though, I <em>did</em> think this was quite funny:</p> <p><a href="http://www.bookstove.com/Fantasy/Why-I-Hate-Twilight.623147">http://www.bookstove.com/Fantasy/Why-I-Hate-Twilight.623147</a> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://Before-I-Forget.blog.co.uk/2009/03/31/twilight-the-debate-5866490/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-03-31:/2009/03/31/the-reason-5865522/Awaken2009-03-31T13:54:06+02:002009-04-09T21:41:08+02:00 <p>Robbie said that if this song hadn't been written already then he would have written it. He said this is how he feels about me at the moment. Kind of sweet, eh?</p> <p><em>I'm not a perfect person<br> There's many things I wish I didn't do<br> But I continue learning<br> I never meant to do those things to you<br> And so I have to say before I go<br> That I just want you to know</p> <p>I've found a reason for me<br> To change who I used to be<br> A reason to start over new<br> and the reason is you</p> <p>I'm sorry that I hurt you<br> It's something I must live with everyday<br> And all the pain I put you through<br> I wish that I could take it all away<br> And be the one who catches all your tears<br> Thats why I need you to hear</p> <p>I've found a reason for me<br> To change who I used to be<br> A reason to start over new<br> and the reason is You [x4]</p> <p>I'm not a perfect person<br> I never meant to do those things to you<br> And so I have to say before I go<br> That I just want you to know</p> <p>I've found a reason for me<br> To change who I used to be<br> A reason to start over new<br> and the reason is you</p> <p>I've found a reason to show<br> A side of me you didn't know<br> A reason for all that I do<br> And the reason is you...</em> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://Before-I-Forget.blog.co.uk/2009/03/31/the-reason-5865522/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:before-i-forget.blog.co.uk,2009-03-31:/2009/03/31/you-know-you-re-a-graphic-designer-when-5865006/Awaken2009-03-31T12:17:55+02:002009-03-31T12:17:55+02:00 <p>I found this on a random website and thought it was funny:</p> <p><u>You Know You’re A Graphic Designer When…</u></p> <p>You have bags under your eyes so big you’d have to check them in at Heathrow Airport</p> <p>You watch the superbowl just for the commercials</p> <p>You can spot bad typography from 100 yds away</p> <p>You are pro-facebook because 95% of the myspace accounts burn your retinas</p> <p>You can name more than 200 fonts in under five minutes</p> <p>You are completely immune to subliminal advertising</p> <p>You look upon a well-designed project with either:<br> sympathy OR extreme jealousy </p> <p>Your hand is permanently stuck in the shape of a mouse</p> <p>You tell stories of exacto-knife inflicted wounds with grizzled sort of pride</p> <p>You practically take caffeine intravenously </p> <p>You have an appreciation for everything unique</p> <p>You’ve been spending three days non-stop on a project and it still looks like shit. You find yourself overcome by Deathlust.</p> <p>“You know you’re a Graphic Designer when… you buy a CD or DVD for the artwork, even if you have no idea what the actual music or film is like”.<br> (even worse, you don’t actually watch or listen to it, just stare at it for hours and hug it in adoration)</p> <p>“You know you’re a Graphic Designer when… you look at the clock and see it’s about midnight and think ‘I’ll go to bed now’… and you actually go to bed about 2-3am”.</p> <p>“You know you’re a Graphic Designer when… you need someone else to point out that you’re sitting in a room in front of the computer with all the lights off, and haven’t noticed”</p> <p>Forget the boy-wonder and the man of steel; your heroes have names like ‘Tibor Kalman’, ‘Stefan Sagmeister’, ‘Paul Rand’, and ‘Paula Scher’.</p> <p>You don’t wear black to look cool, you wear it to hide the gauche.</p> <p>You have a thing for chairs. You don’t know why.</p> <p>You giggle whenever you use the colors F0CCED, EFF0FF and 44DDDD</p> <p>You’re in the sun and you look around for a Drop Shadow to sit under. </p> <p>You give your relatives a lecture about color spaces and profiles when you email them your vacation photos.</p> <p>Seeing someone use Lens Flare or Comic Sans adversely affects your blood-pressure</p> <p>You maintain a grid system for your refrigerator magnets.</p> <p>You organize your CD collection according to the Pantone chart.</p> <p>You sit at work for eight hours straight just looking at your monitor, waiting for a spark of inspiration that doesn’t come.</p> <p>You’re up ’til 5am because you came up with the best idea ever while brushing your teeth.</p> <p>The preschool teacher complains your child won’t color inside or outside the lines – only indicate colors on a separate sheet.</p> <p>Activating your entire font collection makes your computer crash</p> <p>You deliberately butcher your perfectly cross browser compatible site in IE by placing a “Too Cool for IE” banner on it.</p> <p>You spend $200 on a font for your personal website because “it’s the only one where the lower-case g is just right…”</p> <p>Looking at a menu make you go “hmmm, ITC Baskerville italic” rather than “mmmm, lunch!”</p> <p>And when you finally order, you go for Layer Based Slices with Grain Texture…</p> <p>You use words about fonts you dislike that other normal people reserve for fascist dictators and serial killers.</p> <p>Apple+Z is the first thing that goes through your mind if you drop and break something.</p> <p>You refer to colleagues as Strict, Transitional, Loose and the Future Unemployed.</p> <p>Your best friends are all employees at the local print shop</p> <p>When your significant other/ friends have threatened to never speak to you again if you point out one more font to them.</p> <p>When you know the difference between fuchsia, magenta, and maroon.</p> <p>If you could go back in time you wouldn’t go back to see the rise and fall of civilizations, you’d go back in time to destroy comic sans and papyrus.</p> <p>You can understand everything on this list.</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://Before-I-Forget.blog.co.uk/2009/03/31/you-know-you-re-a-graphic-designer-when-5865006/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>