How can we grow from a blissful 12 year old, infused with innocence, to an overweight, wheezing man; slouched like a beached whale in a chair? This is my current thinking. I keep dwelling on past flames, former mistakes, my looks over the years. How can I have messed up so badly with the first boy … Continue reading Confession.
Sometimes I wish I could conjure up a stupidity whirlpool that'll engulf everyone around me, immediately flushing their existence away and thus sparing me another day of tedium.
To shave or not to shave? That was the question I batted back and forth for literally 45 minutes this morning. A mundane task that most men do half-asleep every morning, but for me this could be the gravest crisis since Jade Goody slagged off Shilpa Shetty on Big Brother. Why the massive hoo-ha over … Continue reading The bad side of 25
I’m going to start by apologising profusely for the cheerless melancholy I spewed across the internet over the last two days. Evidently a heavy sesh doesn’t take my mind to a place filled with happy bunnies and a naked Zac Efron. I’m back to my normal self-deprecating ways, allowing everyone a good laugh at my misery … Continue reading Choices.
Lucky in love – three words that have never been applicable to my life. A series a car crash relationships and a plethora of bad choices are the foundation of my romantic history. Years withered away attempting to give my heart to guys that simply stomped on it relentlessly and recent events aren't forecasting much hope … Continue reading Dancing on my own.
Apologies in advance for how short and random this entry is. As I said when I started this page I was going to update this page every day, and I plan on sticking to that. However, I am sporting a reeking hangover so that’ll likely dent the content of this entry. Once again I am … Continue reading The fear.
All week I've been gearing myself up for today: pay day. The day when my inherent poverty loosens slightly and for a short, brief, magical moment I am able to look at my bank balance without recoiling in fear. As I stepped through each day this week I kept reminding myself I'm paid Friday and … Continue reading Sink
Of late I have become that guy. You know, that guy? Yeah, that guy. A loveless tragedy that’s one heartbreak away from collecting cats. The one who somehow manages to hurl himself at the wrong blokes during the worst times. Chasing the guy that is just out of a relationship and thus will feed me any lie I want to … Continue reading The pursuit of ha-penis.
You know those days when no matter what you wear you’ll never be happy with that creature staring back you in the mirror? Not matter how you style your hair, or how many times you changed outfit. People can bombarded you with multiple compliments, say 'you look fine' yet you still desperately cling to that fundamental believe that you … Continue reading Lousy at life.