Severely failing to buck the trend

I went to a pirates party a couple of weeks ago. It was amazing. A week before i bought a skull and cross-bones scarf for it. I bought it simply for the party, but i started wearing it that week before the party and i got to like it, a lot. In fact i loved my new scarf.

I got home and my youngest sister, who is a bit of a punk/emo hipster, asked me why i had the scarf, and said that i was wearing it wrong. She said ALL the emo kids are wearing these now and they are really in fashion.

Really? I had no idea. Here is me thinking i just had a scarf i liked, and really i'm buying into the latest trend. Blast. It's not that i insist upon being unfashionable (although judging from my clashing colours and dubious taste you could be forgiven for thinking so) but i don't want to look like a clone of everyone else. Worst of all, just now i discovered it was a trend started by Kate Moss - who made fashionable the Alexander McQueen skull scarf (apparently this is their trademark design, well who even knew that). Worst of all Lindsay Lohan wears it. And she is really mean and nasty to everyone.

Blast. Well i suppose i shouldn't worry too much, Anna seems to have stolen it now. She wears it everyday to school so i doubt i'll see it again any time soon.

Emo kitty

This is Snowcone, asleep in my hoodie, she likes it in there so much, once she's in she won't wake up and you can't get her out. Sometimes this kittie seems very sad.

Our evil nameless ankle-savaging cat had four kitties three weeks ago. This one is my favorite! She had some problem with her eye for a while - only one would open, it was rather funny and cute. She's ok now though. We had to give her eye drops and she was very nice about it. Shes more calm and passive than the other kittles, and she once went to sleep on me for over an hour. The others would only wriggle about alot until you had to put them back in the basket. Snowcone reminds me of emo kids, she has the same forlorn look about her that they all like to wear on their faces.

Although lately she (and the others) have gotten a lot more lively, and play fight a lot.

I'm very sad though because i can't keep her, mum has already promised four people the cats. I will miss her a lot - she's the best one!

6

So i remembered a confession i was going to make... and since i am so pleased i have remembered, i thought i'd let you all have an extra one...

6. I was about 13 or so, maybe 15, i had just watched "Karate Kid" on TV and being in the karate mood (i've never done any actual karate i ran down the hallway up stairs and karate kicked the wall. And made a hole. Oooops. The wall was plaster board and it had a big dent/crack in it. I pulled it back into shape but there was still a little hole... Thankfully no-one noticed straight away and a couple of years later my dad filled it in... no-one ever knew it was me.

A short story i will make up now so i can't really give it a title as i don't know what i will write about

The girl ran through the park, her hair blowing in the wind. Blast. She had to run back and get it now. She wears a wig.

Why does she wear a wig?

The boy wondered. But he was scared to ask. He picked up her wig. He handed it to her... how he wished he could ask why she wore a purple wig. The wig was moving. The boy realised it was not a wig at all but one of those hairy hats ladies sometimes wear. The boy was heartbroken.

He handed her the hat. Her straw like hair did not blow in the wind, since it was more like wires than hair. She didn't brush it so much.

The boy realised that hats don't move either. He wondered if the purple hat was actually a black cat. O yes. It's a black cat.

The boy was confused. He looked at the girl. Oh. It was a tree. The cat had jumped out a tree.

The boy was alone in the park. Alone with a tree and a cat. And his soul longed for the girl. What girl? Oh. Just a tree.

5 Things

Err. I thought of some good ones the other day, and now i have forgotten. Wow, i am forgetting everything today... err five things no-one knows? All i can come up with are some odd stories from when i was a kid...

1. When i was a kid, like in reception class, i stole my friend's plastic gemstone when she went to the bathroom at school. It was one of those blue plastic jewels about the size of a penny. I just wanted it. But as soon as i took it i regretted it and wanted to give it back, but she had returned and was looking for it and i was too embarrassed so i lied and said i didn't know where it was and i threw it in the bin later because i was too ashamed to admit it and give it back. That is the first and last time i stole anything from someone (well that i can think of... other than that time i accidentally stole a necklace from Topshop and had to later sneak it back into the shop...) and i still feel a little guilty about it.

2. My first hamster Timmy had been dead for a week by the time my mother found it and told me. I was about 8 at the time. I found it dead days before but i was too scared to tell my mother so i kept feeding it every day until my mother cleaned out the cage and discovered it. I pretended i hadn't already known it was dead.

3. I've watched about 70 of Strongbad's emails. I then decided this was an unhealthy addiction, and stopped. But there are only 100 to go!

4. I have never slept in the buff (as in naked).

5. The first CD i ever owned was The Corrs, but my mum bought it. The first CD i ever bought myself was All Saints. How embarassing.

Fictional romance

So i was thinking recently, as i finished reading Mostly Harmless (Douglas Adams, the last of the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy "trilogy") that Random Dent (Arthur Dent's misunderstood and legitimately messed up daughter (imagine if you had never been born on your planet of origin, met any other humans other than your mother who doesn't love you and carts you around the galaxy for the sake of her own career, and then dumps you on a distant planet with your sperm-donor father whom you have never met. Needless to say due to hopping between space and time and any other dimension that was convenient for your career driven mother, at the age of 10 you are a teenager and your only source of enjoyment is clubbing with aliens.) would make a great couple with o blast i have forgotten... Err... o yes with Holden Caulfield from Catcher in the Rye.

They are both strange teenage humans, and judging from the boys my sister dates, that is about the only requirement.

But if you read the books, i think you can see some actual similarities there. It's a shame they can never meet.

So here is the challenge, are there any fictional characters you think would make a great couple, pefereably not from the same novel/film/tv show/other...

And yes i know only three people read this blog and therefore this will be a rather short game.

And what have we learnt?

Maybe my annoyance by these new-emos is just as intolerant as they are of other people. Maybe i am no better. Maybe we have learnt nothing... maybe....

And there was something else i meant to rant about... err.

So the spell check didn't work. O well.

O bother i can't remeber what this post is even about...?

The first of many rants

So i have decided to go about blogging in a new way. I mostly write nothing about myself... so maybe i will try it for a while. I used to hate blogger cos all my capitalisations were wrong, and my spelling was bad, but i think i have just noticed a spell checker icon - bonus.

It reminds me of the time someone informed me there was a spell checker on webmail (which i had not been previously aware of) and that i should use it, rather than sending out a cell (a group i lead in college) email each week, followed by 2 more emails correcting spelling mistakes and typos i consequently noticed...

So what do i want to rant about today? Kerrang. So today i was areading John Rawls "A Theory of Justice". Whilst watching music TV. You can do both at the same time right? Mm not so much. Especially not when you have four 3 week old kittens in the house too. Especially when your book is 600 pg long and boring.

Anyway. So i was watching Kerrang and after a couple of hours i had just about enough of Gerard Way telling me he doesn't love me anymore. Ok Gerard! I'm over it! AHHH! Leave me alone! Will they not play anything else! Ahhh! I'm sorry to be mean to everyone out there who <3's face="georgia">I may as well list the other bands i hate:

Muse
Slipknot
Marilyn Manson (though his music videos are *kinda* interesting)
Fall Out Boy
Snow Patrol
Franz Ferdinand
Kaiser Chiefs
The Editors
And any other lame indie rock bands or whiney new-emo loosers. I think there is a whole lot more but i have forgotten (since i couldn't watch music TV this afternoon... grar)

Bands i recently like:

Enter Shikari
Madina Lake (maybe)

Not that i hate emo, i don't. I was recently shocked (actually it was many months ago now...) to discover many of the bands i most love are "emo", but the old kind, not new lame kind. Like Finch, The Ataris, Alkaline Trio, Taking Back Sunday... and a bunch of others.

Maybe i am just harsh. But a lot of it is i really hate how arrogant these new emo kids are. I mean not that they are the only arrogant people out there, but i was at a Finch gig last summer (wait, maybe it was Easter even?) and there was a bunch of 16yr old girls (or so) behind me and my sister in the queue. They were insulting and bitching about everyone that walked past the line who didn't look *exactly like them* with thier emo haircutted straightened hair, black panda-eyes and emo clothes (oh and converse (not to insult converse, i am not anti-coverse, as my feet attest (except for when it rains, converse are the leakiest shoes ever. Grar))) and elitist attitudes. Whether it was a "chav" or a business man or woman, or even a grunger kid, or punk... they were commenting on how they looked and being mean about everyone, and discussing their "random" and "rebellious" lives and how cool they were, and bitching about friends of thiers or people they knew.

It just really hacked me off. When you go to ska punk gigs people aren't like that, they wear what they want and people are laid back and chilled. If you're gonna skank you can't afford to take yourself too seriously! And i'm not saying that emo kids are the only subculture that has an elitist and judgemental attitude about it, not at all. In many ways i was put off getting into rock or punk in the first place as i felt like people were so judgemental, like you couldn't listen to a band or say you liked them unless you'd seen them in concert and had all their albums and the t-shirt and you wore the right clothes and had the right friends... But i have found that it is particular sub-genres that i find most guilty of this unpleasant trait, and the new emo movement i find particuarly guilty of it.


And it's just sad. It's so horrible when kids are mean to each other and excluding just because people are different to them. And it's just so laughable when all these emo kids do is talk about how they are so "different" and "misunderstood" and "alternative", when actually they are so exactly the same as each other it hurts. And when they are confronted with anyone who is actually different from them, they have precisely no tolerance.

So i'm sorry Gerard but i don't love you either.