Tuesday, 1 July 2008

A game of two halves...... both of them disproportionatly wealthy

Uni is over and after a gruelling, heart thumping event of trying to check my results several times by typing in the wrong password... which annoyed the hell out of me, but finally I got in and I have graduated with a high tier second class degree, which has made me incredibly happy. As the first child of my generation in my family to achieve a degree (and a good one at that) words cannot express my joy... and my heart is actually pounding as I type. Lol, but this post is not about this incredible feeling.

At the moment I am watching Manchester united on one of my housemates dvd's (I’m not watching really, my Gameboy is in my hand and i’m listening to the commentary in the background). The fans are jumping and everyone seems to be in high spirits. My friends seem to enjoy it but i am not entirely sure why they are so transfixed by an average game played by overpaid lower-tier athletes.

Don’t get me wrong, I think athletes are worthy of admiration. The mental state required to devote your life to something on such a large scale is mind boggling and i wish I had the ability.


It bothers me immensely that these guys get paid an ungodly sums of money for doing some that is, while impressive, not world changing. The money given to these people can be used for much better things, David Beckham for example is on a mind boggling wage of around 250000 pounds a week.... now that is obviously a nice lil packet of money to go home with.... but what has he honestly done to deserve it. While he is sitting on that ludicrous sum there are doctors who are saving lives, fire-fighters who risk their lives, policemen, even teachers who devote their lives to benefiting the lives of every child they teach..... These people are getting pittance compared to these athletes and personally it disheartens me to know that the world values physical strength and prowess over that of selflessness and mental capability.

I am probably sounding like I have had some kind of bad experience with sports at an early age. But I didn’t, I played sports and I enjoyed them. I still enjoy watching some sports and whilst it isn’t so much the sportsmen that I consider at fault, but the fans who devote their lives to, regardless of its connotations, a GAME. The winner of this game will probably have no effect on the state of the world, and the money people pay to go and see these games really does beg the question… are we inherently selfish? Putting our fleeting moments of pleasure above the life of those suffering in desolate areas of the world.

If I was earning the money that they do I wouldn’t be complaining for certain, I would be loving it and probably be dictating this post to one of my several underlings which I would no doubt have wearing ridiculous hats, interchangeable for every day of the week, purely because I could. But my conscience would get to me; so much that I would eventually have to give money to some form of charity. Hell, David Beckhams yearly wage could actually probably wipe out hunger for a small third world country....

Yet still the crowd stands and cheers blissfully.

*sigh* (^_^)/

Monday, 30 June 2008

Salad days

For the past couple of weeks i have been trying to tone up for the summer. I have no intention of taking my top off in public unless i can break rocks against my chest and stomach. lol.... as of yet this dream has not been realised, and istead of toning up i just seem to be losing weight... which to most people would be ideal, but when it gets to the point where people are saying "are you eating properly" instead of "wow your getting big!" its slightly problematic. So i figure i must just not be eating enough to keep up with the excersize. I jog for about an hour mostly 3 times a week, and on the off days i do my weights (i try and do situps but i dont think ive mastered them yet). Along with this i try and eat healthily throughout the week and drink in moderation.

From being a student and drinking ridiculous ammounts of alcohol atleast 5 days a week, to be slightly less ridiculous and only drinking stupid ammounts of alcohol one day a week, i think my body is just waiting for my mind to give in so that it can have its fill of chocolate and any kind of sugary stuff within grabbing distance.

Doesnt help that im surrounded with food at work either... Oh well, ill probably figure out what im doing wrong at some point.

Word of advice, never get tips for weight lifting techniques from youtube... There is some dodgy stuff on there!

Till next time (^_^)/

Thursday, 26 June 2008

The unveiling

Once upon a time there was a young man.... this man was blessed with many things, good health, friends, a loving family... but as much and as many times he smiled, there was always something wrong.

Ok enough with the melodramatics...

I'm Matthew, this is my 5th attempt at blogging but i honestly think this time it will work... for a while anyways... always lose my password or forget i have a blog in the first place. If i carry on writing this blog, and you continue to be interested, you will no doubt come to realise just how bad my memory is.

The general gist of my life so you can get some understanidng of where many of my views come from, begins here, in London, England. Croydon to be exact.

I am the second eldest child in a family of 4, one older brother, and two younger sisters. my parents (by some unearthly will) are still married, and i am currently just finnishing my last year of University in Bedford. in an attempt to fool people into thinking i knew what i wanted to do with my life i took Criminology as my major... (for gods sake... what did i think i was gonna do with it... become batman or somehting?.... sigh..) However after three LONG years of having fun, making friends, ruining my kidneys, and slowly realising that this course was not for me in the first place, i am finally finished.

I am now 21 and have one year to figure out what i want to do with my life, the situation i find myself in is one of 3.

do my Masters in Forensic Psychology?


enrol at Le cordon bleu in london, a school of gastronomic excellence, bassically its a highly acclaimed cooking college. Ive alwyas loved cooking, and i can see myself building a life around it.

While i do want to do my masters, i dont want to build my life around a subject that im already bored with.

Cooking is currently where im headed (fingers crossed), but i can see myself getting dragged along in my parents footprints, or should i say "pushed along".

That is bassically me as i am now, To be honest, its a pretty normal life i have. Fortunatly im lucky enough to have very few worries in life. I dont know if ive just been complelty sheltered as a child, or i really am just very lucky. But either way im thankful for it.

The following posts (when i get around to them) will depict the bizzare things that happen around me, mostly instigated by the weird people outside my house, but some of them are my friends.... and some of the wierd things i have myself to blame.

But thats it. hope i havent bored you yet and you will come back to read more throughout the week, (if you dont come back then your gonna miss out on the cake >.>) lol.

Peace (^_^)


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