Sup, long time.
This is a quick one. Do you sometimes think life is an illusion or have illusions in life? I do like sometimes I wonder if I'm in a coma or I'm from another plantet or something and life is just a dream I'll wake up from 1 day. Sometimes I wonder if I could go into school 1 day and find that the whole school might be ill and I could be the only student. Or I could be the last person on the planet 1 day :L I know weird, I'm either a phsyco or someone somewhere sort of digs where I'm coming from.... :L
Sunday, 3 April 2011
Saturday, 26 March 2011
My strange life explained :L
Sup, this started of as me ranting about media to make half an hour go past so I can watch casualty. But it ends up as my life story :L
I think some media is good like the guys that show what a retard gaddafi is. However I hate media that ruins peoples lives, the media that constantly harrasses them and then says complete rubbish about them, to the point that even when they are proven innoccent some of the public still give them abuse. If i'm ever famous I will happily punch an annoying journalist :L.
Gossipers are like media they hear crap and spread it even if they are clueless about if it's true or not. So i guess gossip and rumours can ruin lives too. It's bit of a weird way to look at it but still.
I suppose a rumour nearly ruined my life at one point so I tried to give the gossipers something else to spread and talk about. I became very strange. It's not a good thing that sometimes I can be a bit too energetic and weird and stuff but I had to give gossipers something else to say about me because the first rumour literally made my life hell. Now I cant stop doing what I do, it's become a part of who I am because im so used to it and put under pressure to do things. But I was never like that before. Well I was a bit (I think everyone has a bit of loco in them) but no where near as much as now.
The way I see it my life is like monopoly and I'm constantly going to jail (being strange at times) as a result of me trying to sort out being bankrupt (the first rumour). But the whole game starts again in September when I go to a new college and move on because I won't be under that constant pressure by people to do stupid things that they know I'm capable of. Then i just end up looking like a mug. Hopefully I never get stuck in a trap like this again because now it feels like nobody actually wants me, people just want to laugh at me not with me. Now people are getting bored of it, yet sometimes they end up asking for more :L.
I suppose I've messed up to the maximum because what I'm about to reveal kills me but proves it. It has got to the point where I do nothing during school holidyas, halfterms and weekends. I feel like gadaffi no one wants me yet I just carry on as if nothings going on. Come to think of it I think loneliness motivates be to be even stranger at times although deep down I know strangness is what got me here in the first place. Me and gaddafi live really weird lives :L. Humans are nothing without love so me and gaddafi are screwed :L.
My 7 years bad due to breaking a mirror should either have ended already or will be over soon :). So maybe after September or before then all will change. Thats my depressing messed up life really :L You probably couldn't care less but it had to be explained from my point of view. That's the truth. Safe
I think some media is good like the guys that show what a retard gaddafi is. However I hate media that ruins peoples lives, the media that constantly harrasses them and then says complete rubbish about them, to the point that even when they are proven innoccent some of the public still give them abuse. If i'm ever famous I will happily punch an annoying journalist :L.
Gossipers are like media they hear crap and spread it even if they are clueless about if it's true or not. So i guess gossip and rumours can ruin lives too. It's bit of a weird way to look at it but still.
I suppose a rumour nearly ruined my life at one point so I tried to give the gossipers something else to spread and talk about. I became very strange. It's not a good thing that sometimes I can be a bit too energetic and weird and stuff but I had to give gossipers something else to say about me because the first rumour literally made my life hell. Now I cant stop doing what I do, it's become a part of who I am because im so used to it and put under pressure to do things. But I was never like that before. Well I was a bit (I think everyone has a bit of loco in them) but no where near as much as now.
The way I see it my life is like monopoly and I'm constantly going to jail (being strange at times) as a result of me trying to sort out being bankrupt (the first rumour). But the whole game starts again in September when I go to a new college and move on because I won't be under that constant pressure by people to do stupid things that they know I'm capable of. Then i just end up looking like a mug. Hopefully I never get stuck in a trap like this again because now it feels like nobody actually wants me, people just want to laugh at me not with me. Now people are getting bored of it, yet sometimes they end up asking for more :L.
I suppose I've messed up to the maximum because what I'm about to reveal kills me but proves it. It has got to the point where I do nothing during school holidyas, halfterms and weekends. I feel like gadaffi no one wants me yet I just carry on as if nothings going on. Come to think of it I think loneliness motivates be to be even stranger at times although deep down I know strangness is what got me here in the first place. Me and gaddafi live really weird lives :L. Humans are nothing without love so me and gaddafi are screwed :L.
My 7 years bad due to breaking a mirror should either have ended already or will be over soon :). So maybe after September or before then all will change. Thats my depressing messed up life really :L You probably couldn't care less but it had to be explained from my point of view. That's the truth. Safe
Friday, 18 March 2011
The beefy World I/humans live in
Sup, it's Friday, I'm at home, bored as hell, been told i have to have this lump on my neck permanently on me and I've had a shit day. So I've decided to rant on here. Have you ever though this world is running out of peace? I have, because everyday all i see if beef not just towards me but towards other people. Not even between people but between countries, all of them wars and exchanging beefy words. I've come to a conclusion about beef, its starts off not that bad then it gets worse and worse and then people get dragged into it and it becomes a war zone. That is possibly 1 of the most annoying things i've ever come across.
As you may know i believe I have many haters, but it does my head in when haters get other people involved or people just generally decide to poke their noses in. I once got punched from behind out of no where because a hater offered a knob a fag if he hit me from behind. Now I get super paranoid when i walk past haters and keep turning round to look behind me to see if anyone is about to attack. I had a mini heart attack today because of that.
So why can't people just leave people to sort out there own business unless it has something to do with them? Sometimes people assume they know all the facts when they know nothing. Sometimes people know all the facts but it still has nothing to do with them what so ever. Sometimes people dont even know what the beef is about but just see other peoples reaction to it and go along with it like everyone else.
The last 1 is deffinitly the worst kind of beef because when you meet new people and they see how people act towards you some new people may just start to act the same way naturally because of what they've seen. Which worries me alot because next year at college I dont want new people picking up on the beef from old people from my school and then turning into haters without even knowing anything about me. Quite alot of my haters at school at haters for that reason. BEEF IS CONTINUALLY CONTAGIOUS. ONCE YOUR IN IT YOU CAN NEVER GO BACK. Even if you sort out the beef from the original source, you still have to sort it out with everyone else.
Last year I came home 1 day from school and found threats on my phone because of rumours that spread round when the fact was most of it wasnt true yet it managed to attract a heck of a lot of haters. Even more recently I was walking with someone liked and people who know nothing about me were laughing at that someone for walking with me. Even today i was at the back of my english class and i moved to the front for a second to copy up something because i couldnt see. Then i got beef from 2 haters so we had a little beef war. So when i finished and moved back i got beef from another hater who wasnt beefing before my beef war at the front because they thought it was my fault even though it really wasnt because until the first 2 haters gave me beef i didnt say anything to them :L. Then at the end i got accused of stealing my own novel with my own dog eared pages on it so my teacher had a go at me for apparently being bad the whole lesson which really annoyed me and made me go crazy :L. 2 haters seemed to have found it weird/funny today when they found out I might be meeting up with a liked person this weekend. Lets hope the beef doesn't spread to him :L.
I think us humans are like wolves, we dont like to be alone so we go around hunting in packs. But I think everything gets resolved so much quicker when no 1 else gets involved. Some guy i know claimed to have shot someone with his rifle before and threatenend me with it but we still just carried on arguing, until the conversation turned into what manhood is and we sorted it all out :L. Whereas if other people got involved it would have been world war 3 and i would probably be in a grave :L
My own experience of beef which i have mentioned in this blog is just a fraction of a percentage of the amount of pointless beef i've experienced and I used to get really worked up about it. Now I dont give 2 craps because when I think about it I am 1 of the luckiest people in the world. I may not have everything I want or even anything I want but COMPARED to someone starving in Africa, persecuted for their religion in Egypt, threatened in Libya, and swimming in toxic waste in Japan, my life and yours (whoever you are) is pretty good :). That thought keeps me going every day. We dont realise how LUCKY we are. :). 1 thing all of these people rely on to get by is love and care from the people around them. Thats all that anyone needs wherever you are and whatever your situation. Without love and compassion us humans are nothing.
And on that note I'm sorry that most of this has been gas and wack and I've wasted however many minutes of your life but oh well at least your not in the countries I mentioned above or anywhere else.
Peace
As you may know i believe I have many haters, but it does my head in when haters get other people involved or people just generally decide to poke their noses in. I once got punched from behind out of no where because a hater offered a knob a fag if he hit me from behind. Now I get super paranoid when i walk past haters and keep turning round to look behind me to see if anyone is about to attack. I had a mini heart attack today because of that.
So why can't people just leave people to sort out there own business unless it has something to do with them? Sometimes people assume they know all the facts when they know nothing. Sometimes people know all the facts but it still has nothing to do with them what so ever. Sometimes people dont even know what the beef is about but just see other peoples reaction to it and go along with it like everyone else.
The last 1 is deffinitly the worst kind of beef because when you meet new people and they see how people act towards you some new people may just start to act the same way naturally because of what they've seen. Which worries me alot because next year at college I dont want new people picking up on the beef from old people from my school and then turning into haters without even knowing anything about me. Quite alot of my haters at school at haters for that reason. BEEF IS CONTINUALLY CONTAGIOUS. ONCE YOUR IN IT YOU CAN NEVER GO BACK. Even if you sort out the beef from the original source, you still have to sort it out with everyone else.
Last year I came home 1 day from school and found threats on my phone because of rumours that spread round when the fact was most of it wasnt true yet it managed to attract a heck of a lot of haters. Even more recently I was walking with someone liked and people who know nothing about me were laughing at that someone for walking with me. Even today i was at the back of my english class and i moved to the front for a second to copy up something because i couldnt see. Then i got beef from 2 haters so we had a little beef war. So when i finished and moved back i got beef from another hater who wasnt beefing before my beef war at the front because they thought it was my fault even though it really wasnt because until the first 2 haters gave me beef i didnt say anything to them :L. Then at the end i got accused of stealing my own novel with my own dog eared pages on it so my teacher had a go at me for apparently being bad the whole lesson which really annoyed me and made me go crazy :L. 2 haters seemed to have found it weird/funny today when they found out I might be meeting up with a liked person this weekend. Lets hope the beef doesn't spread to him :L.
I think us humans are like wolves, we dont like to be alone so we go around hunting in packs. But I think everything gets resolved so much quicker when no 1 else gets involved. Some guy i know claimed to have shot someone with his rifle before and threatenend me with it but we still just carried on arguing, until the conversation turned into what manhood is and we sorted it all out :L. Whereas if other people got involved it would have been world war 3 and i would probably be in a grave :L
My own experience of beef which i have mentioned in this blog is just a fraction of a percentage of the amount of pointless beef i've experienced and I used to get really worked up about it. Now I dont give 2 craps because when I think about it I am 1 of the luckiest people in the world. I may not have everything I want or even anything I want but COMPARED to someone starving in Africa, persecuted for their religion in Egypt, threatened in Libya, and swimming in toxic waste in Japan, my life and yours (whoever you are) is pretty good :). That thought keeps me going every day. We dont realise how LUCKY we are. :). 1 thing all of these people rely on to get by is love and care from the people around them. Thats all that anyone needs wherever you are and whatever your situation. Without love and compassion us humans are nothing.
And on that note I'm sorry that most of this has been gas and wack and I've wasted however many minutes of your life but oh well at least your not in the countries I mentioned above or anywhere else.
Peace
Wednesday, 16 March 2011
Addiction
Wag1,
So i was thinking (something i rarely do). Why do we get addicted to stuff? At first whatever it is seems mank and yet we come running back to it for more. Then you dont wanna stop. In general i think thats how it works. People try something, hate it but then get addicted to it even if it is terrible for them in 1 way but great in another so they love it e.g. smoking. Maybe it's not addiction its our minds saying i dont give a dam about my the consequences of this im gunna do what i want because im a rebel haha. So how do we stop if you wanna stop but at the same time you dont wanna. Well thats beyond my IQ ability but what i do now is that giving up stuff is hardcore im struggling with quite a few things that i'd like to keep to my self (dont worry i dont take heroin). I mean look at gaddafi (he isnt human to me so he doesnt get a capital letter) he's so determined not to give up power that his mind is telling him that all of his haters have been giving halucigenic drugs by terrorists :L. I think thats enough gassing fromm me. Good lucky giving up whatever you wanna give up, if you want to give up :L. Peace out. Soz to 1 of my readers who i just realised was waiting for me to write this so they can sleep ly reader :L haha
So i was thinking (something i rarely do). Why do we get addicted to stuff? At first whatever it is seems mank and yet we come running back to it for more. Then you dont wanna stop. In general i think thats how it works. People try something, hate it but then get addicted to it even if it is terrible for them in 1 way but great in another so they love it e.g. smoking. Maybe it's not addiction its our minds saying i dont give a dam about my the consequences of this im gunna do what i want because im a rebel haha. So how do we stop if you wanna stop but at the same time you dont wanna. Well thats beyond my IQ ability but what i do now is that giving up stuff is hardcore im struggling with quite a few things that i'd like to keep to my self (dont worry i dont take heroin). I mean look at gaddafi (he isnt human to me so he doesnt get a capital letter) he's so determined not to give up power that his mind is telling him that all of his haters have been giving halucigenic drugs by terrorists :L. I think thats enough gassing fromm me. Good lucky giving up whatever you wanna give up, if you want to give up :L. Peace out. Soz to 1 of my readers who i just realised was waiting for me to write this so they can sleep ly reader :L haha
Tuesday, 15 March 2011
Sup
Basically i started trying to get messages across with raps and that flopped (failed) because they were wack (crap). As most of you know I'm not very good at getting messages across when i speak as i start talking gibberish and bark up the wrong tree. So i decided blogging was another option I can try and flop in. If you havnt already noticed, I speak Londoner slang because i got fam from there and I sorta picked it up and started using it as a joke but now I cant help it lol.
To the main point, hi my name is Mena, how do you do ? You are probably thinking this is crap im leaving if so coolio suit yourself :). I was born and bred in Brighton but my parents are originally from Sudan and for some reason people think that makes me Arabic but thats just the language there :L. I'm known for being a bit too energetic at times :L amongst other things which arnt necesserily true but lets not go into detail. I think i got a lot of haters and i often refer to them as 'beefers' or 'butchers'. There is probably a butcher slaughthering me somewhere in the world at this very minute if you are one of them then i would like this moment to say if ya dunno get to know and if you do know and dont like what you see suck my left testicle. To all my lovers peace.
To the main point, hi my name is Mena, how do you do ? You are probably thinking this is crap im leaving if so coolio suit yourself :). I was born and bred in Brighton but my parents are originally from Sudan and for some reason people think that makes me Arabic but thats just the language there :L. I'm known for being a bit too energetic at times :L amongst other things which arnt necesserily true but lets not go into detail. I think i got a lot of haters and i often refer to them as 'beefers' or 'butchers'. There is probably a butcher slaughthering me somewhere in the world at this very minute if you are one of them then i would like this moment to say if ya dunno get to know and if you do know and dont like what you see suck my left testicle. To all my lovers peace.
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