Watch where you're going

A bird crashed into my bedroom window yesterday evening. I know this because there's a distinct imprint on the glass. I can clearly make out a wing and a fat body and a head. Personally, I hope it was a pigeon. Whatever it was, it looks like it hurt.

I'm glad I wasn't in the room at the time because it would have scared the bejeezus out of me. It probably happened while I was downstairs watching The Prince of Egypt and weeping into my Ben & Jerry's (it's a very emotional movie). After I saw the evidence I checked outside to see if I had a dead bird on the patio, but there was nothing there, so I assume the daft creature still lives.

It made me think of  a really old Alan Davies stand-up. He did a bit about his cats and there's a really funny bit involving a pigeon. I tracked it down on Youtube. You're welcome.

Song of the Day: Please Please Please by Shout Out Louds (It's getting darker and I know this time wasn't meant for us/ So won't you please, please, please come back to me)

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Little bits of joy

There's been quite a few bad-news days recently. So to cheer everyone up (mainly myself though) follow these links instead.

Apparently death metal music attracts great white sharks and if that's not the best sentence you've ever read then you're lying.

There's a dog in Seattle that catches the bus on it's own to get to the dog park. All the bus drivers know him and it's adorable.

Christmas is upon us and that means festive tunes. I Believe In Father Christmas by Greg Lake is probably my personal favourite but for real cheer factor I really like Sleigh Ride as well and Walk off the Earth's version is the best of the bunch (in my humble opinion).

I love the US version of The Office so was naturally distraught when it was taken off Netflix, but anyway this is one of my favourite Dwight moments.

And as if there weren't already enough animal goodness on this list, here's some dogs who have no concept of personal space.

That'll do I think.

Song of the Day: Can't Help Falling In Love With You - twenty one pilots cover. This is I think the only version of this song that I like. I don't know, there's just something about it, and this little video for it is cute. (Take my hand, take my whole life too/ 'Cause I can't help falling in love with you)

Currently reading: Still The Invisible Library but I read a good chunk of it last night so might get it finished today or tomorrow which is good because there's a tonne of books that I want to read at the moment.

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Linky-dinks

The internet is a glorious place. And here's some links to prove it.

I love this adorable song and video from Metro Trains Melbourne. I saw a clip of it on Rude(ish) Tube and had to hunt it down to watch the whole thing. So, so cute.

Game of Thrones related comic by SeeMikeDraw. And while you're there, you may as well look through his other comics, they're super funny.

Wanna see some adorable photos of animals with stuffed animals? Of course you do.

Also, funny test answers from smart-ass kids.

Here's some animals being publicly shamed for doing naughty things. Number 7 is my favourite.

Finally, another video. Jimmy Fallon and Paul Rudd lip sync battle on the Tonight Show.

Aaaaand I think that'll do.

Song of the Day: Get a Taste by Sprung Monkey

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A little something to remember

Today, The Oatmeal posted a comic about a topic close to my heart. Go read it!

Tip your waitresses!

Watch This

...just watch it. Please. Oh, and make sure you have the sound turned up, otherwise it won't be nearly as funny.

I feel like my life is now complete.

Song of the Day: Christmas Lights by Coldplay

Currently reading: Nothing! I finished Letters from Father Christmas but I haven't gotten round to picking a new book. I'll get back to you when I have.

Perspective

So we're in a recession, and there's not a whole lot of opportunities for young people, and lots of people are being made redundant at the moment, but let's spare a thought for poor old Antony Worrall Thompson who is so hard up that he's having to steal wine and cheese from his local Tesco.


In other news, go and listen to Gabrielle Aplin's EP Home, on iTunes. Not you Dad, I don't think you'd like it.

Fruit with faces

My mum forwarded an email to me with a bunch of pictures of food with faces drawn on or cut on, because she knows how much I appreciate inanimate objects with faces. I don't know where they're from so I don't know who to credit for them, but I would still like to share some of my favourite ones. The storm-trooper eggs are a personal highlight.

If anyone knows where they're from, let me know.

My dad used to carve faces into his kiwis before eating them, and then it was like he was eating the poor kiwi's brain. Fun times.

Adulthood

I've been doing lots of grown-up things lately. Like getting a job, booking M.O.Ts, calling insurance companies and ironing. I need some silliness back in my life. So without further ado, here's some awesome silliness for you.

One of my favourite Scrubs moments:

Move Your Feet by Junior Senior came on the radio earlier and I was reminded of the awesome music video which I haven't seen in years:

This image has been doing the rounds on Tumblr so I don't know the original source, but I think it's pretty funny anyway:

In honour of Father's Day yesterday, here's some funny photos of dads and their kids.

Finally, here's a funny comic. 

In unrelated news, I watched The Day The Earth Stood Still last night, and it was just terrible. Keanu Reeves is an awful, awful actor. I used to love The Matrix (the first one), but I hadn't seen it in a few years and then my friend mentioned how bad Keanu Reeves is in it, and so the next time I watched it all I noticed was the terrible acting. And now I can't take it seriously.

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Song of the Day: Move Your Feet by Junior Senior

Graduation fears

With my dissertation in and only one exam to revise for, my thoughts have drifted to my graduation. I've been wondering what to wear both clothes-wise and shoes-wise, and also complaining about how much it costs to hire a gown, and why can't the university pay for it, blah blah blah, etc. Among these thoughts is a genuine concern about graduation photographs. My parents will undoubtedly want a nice shot of me with my degree certificate, but I have a real difficulty of looking....well, let's just say 'normal' in photographs.

The problem is, whenever anyone points a camera at me, I automatically give a thumbs up and my face does this:

I do this so often that it has become known as the 'classic' Emma pose, and my friends even do it with me now. (By friends, I pretty much just mean Soph):

Daf even does it:

But shhhh, don't tell him I put this on my blog.

My friend Lydia even did a 'classic Emma' on her wedding day - a very proud moment for me.

Anyway, the point to all of this is that my face is ridiculous and I'm going to look like a crazy fool when I graduate. There are plenty more examples of these photos by the way, I just think that you've seen more than enough of my face for one day.

Just before I go, click this link - you won't regret it, it has made my day.

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Song of the Day: You Only Live Once by The Strokes

Sit me down/Shut me up/I'll calm down and I'll get along with you

Good afternoon, world.

A few days ago I had a massive clear-out of my belongings, put a bunch of old clothes in a charity bag to make space for the clothes I like, got rid of lots of old letters and things, and generally tried to make my tiny bedroom resemble something...tidy. Whilst going through the plethora of crap in the drawers under my bed, I found a few folders and workbooks from when I was at school. A few of them were projects from when I was in years 5 and 6, but the majority of it was drawings and writing excersises from year 2 and below. I went through it all, just to reminisce and you know, for laughs. I am going to share with you a story I wrote. I can't have been more than six when I wrote this, in fact I think I was probably younger.

Once upon a time There

lived a ugly big giant

and he stampd his feet alot

he lived in a cave sometimes he

went to sleep

the giants name was Tom

but one day he was cross.

  

I was clearly born to be a writer.

I copied it down exactly as it was written, and as you can see, there's not a whole lot of plot to it. There was an illustration to go with it, but it's just awful, all of the proportions were wrong. I'm ashamed of my childhood self.

In other news, here's some cool things I found on t'internet! 

Found this on Google Images and thought it was awesome, I think it might be from that Epic Mickey game or something.

I love Lost and the fact that someone has a tattoo of John Locke's face along with the words he uses so often is absolutely hilarious. "DON'T TELL ME WHAT I CAN'T DO!" I also found this on Google Images, and it's on a bunch of people's Tumblrs as well.

This is some awesomely creepy Peter Pan concept art which I again found on Google Images but I think this is the original source with the illustrator: http://saryth.deviantart.com/art/Peter-pan-132693284

Finally, here's a scary fish. Found on Google Images obviously.

I'd better go and do something productive now.

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I'm loving: My parents will be back in a few days so I won't be a loney loner anymore.

I'm hatin': The sun has gone and I'm so cooooooooooooooold.

 

Song of the Day: The First Single (You Know Me) by The Format

You know me, oh you think you do/You just don't seem to see/I've been waiting all this time to be something I can't define

Dream fury

You know when you have dreams that still affect you when you wake up? I had one of those last night.

In the dream, I was back in primary school and my class was going to go on a school trip to Disneyworld. Pretty awesome. Anyway, on the day that we were due to be leaving, my Dad got stuck in traffic taking me into school to meet everyone else and go to the airport. When we finally got there, we were too late and they'd left without us, so I didn't get to go to Disneyworld.

Absolutely gutted. 

It doesn't help that the advert with all the kids getting told they get to go to Disneyworld is on ALL THE TIME. Just rub it in my face why don't you.

So my point here is, someone please take me to Disneyworld? 

In other news, look at this because it's funny:

Today I'm loving: That tomorrow I get to see Lauren AND Sam AND Alice. It's going to be an awesome weekend.

Today I'm hatin': That the essay I handed in Tuesday had the wrong submission date and it's actually not due in until next week. Yet we weren't told this until today, two days after we handed them in. It's a bit late now, stupid History department.

Song of the Day: The Day After Tomorrow by Saybia
Tomorrow/I'll tell it all tomorrow/Or the day after tomorrow/I'm sure I'll tell you then

Incredible

I came across a movie called Sharktopus on iTunes and watched the trailer. I found it on YouTube so that I could share it with you.

It looks hilarious. I have to watch it.

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Today I'm loving: The internet.

 

Today I'm hatin': That one bit of my hair is inexplicably longer than the rest.

Song of the Day: Catch My Disease by Ben Lee

My head is a box filled with nothing/And that's the way I like it

A trip down memory lane

I'm going to write a post about Saudi Arabia, because I haven't done that yet and feel like I should.

It's quite hard to write about, because in the past I've found that people just cannot comprehend the fact that I used to live there. If I tell someone I used to live abroad, they look all interested and say, "Oh wow, really, where?", but when you tell them Saudi Arabia, their eyes glaze over, they say something like, "Oh, right", and then maybe politely ask a question or two to feign interest.

My parents are teachers, and when me and James were small, they successfully applied for teaching positions at a British school in Saudi. I was only two years old when we moved out there, and that's where I spent my incredibly happy childhood. We lived on a compound called Green Valley, which had two swimming pools, a corner shop, a restaurant, tennis courts and a park, to name a few. There were a lot of kids around my age, and the beauty of it being a compound was that they were all right on my doorstep. I was never a lonely child.

The school I went to is the same one that my Mum still teaches at. I've been to four different schools overall, and it is definitely the one that I have the best memories from. I loved the school in England where I went to 6th form (for the most part), but I was in Saudi for much longer and so the good times there definitely out-weigh those from other schools. It was a big campus which was shared with an American school. The classes were small, everyone was friendly, the weather was great (although quite humid at times), the teachers knew who you were and what you were like. 

After I had finished year 5 (which would make me 10 years old), we left Saudi and came back to the UK. I think my parents wanted a change, as there are a lot of limitations in Saudi - especially for women. It was strange starting a new school, where no-one knew who I was, and they certainly didn't understand where I came from. A lot of people thought I was American, because I had picked up elements of an American accent whilst in Saudi - a side-effect of having a lot of American friends. I remember sneezing once in class and someone said, "The American sneeze!" and everyone laughed. I was completely bemused - I couldn't hear it. 

The other kids in my class also had trouble accepting that I was British. We had kept our house while we were in Saudi so that we had a base for the summer and Christmas holidays, and it was also convenient to have somewhere to live once we had left Saudi. But when I started my new school and told people where I used to live, they'd look at me in confusion and say, "So...you're Arabic then?" I grew tired of telling people that no, I wasn't Arabic, I was born in England to English parents - in fact, I was probably born in the same hospital that they were. 

People had no concept of what living in Saudi was like - which I can't blame them for. We were in a P.E. lesson when I was still pretty new and someone asked me if I spoke Arabic. Although we had Arabic lessons, I was not particularly advanced and could only say a few basics. One of the boys overheard the conversation and was confused as to how I could go to school in Saudi if I couldn't speak Arabic. When I told him that I went to a British school, he shook his head at me. "You lived in Saudi Arabia but you went to a British school? That makes no sense." It infuriated me. Luckily, once the novelty wore off, people stopped asking me questions about it and I was able to carry on as normal, but it still made me dread meeting new people for a while, if this was what everyone was going to be like.

We ended up going back to Saudi a couple of years later, but I'll save that for another day.

Today I'm loving: This.

 
Today I'm hatin': Charlie Sheen. Just get off the TV already, I don't care that you got sacked.

Song of the Day: From Now On by Nada Surf
I'm such a lucky mess/I just need some rest/Take me along/From now on

Merry Love Day

There's a lot of hatred for Valentines Day, isn't there? I don't understand why so many people are vehemently opposed to it. And yes, I know it's easy for me to say that because I'm in a relationship, but it's not just single people who hate it; I know several people in relationships who hate Valentines Day just as much, if not more.

Arguments against it are things like this:

1. It's been over-hyped by card companies to make more money.
2. It's a day designed to make single people feel shit about themselves.
3. You shouldn't need a specific day to do something romantic for your partner.

Ah crap, I had more but I can't remember them right now. Anyway, you get the general point.

Firstly, of course it's been over-hyped by card companies. You can hardly expect them to ignore the fact that the whole day exists - it would be downright irresponsible for them from a business point of view. You can't escape all the advertising, cheesy cards, and happy smiling couples professing their love for each other over facebook, so you might as well embrace it and try and enjoy yourself.

Secondly, it's not designed to make single people feel bad, so stop going on about it because it makes you sound bitter and twisted. Especially as (in my experience) most of the people who exhibit this self-deprecating behaviour on Valentine's Day are actually the worst culprits of shoving relationships in peoples faces when they are in one.

And thirdly, no you don't need a specific day to spoil your partner, but isn't it nice to have one? Very few people have the time or money to constantly think up spontaneous and/or romantic surprises for their significant other, so it's actually quite nice to have this one day set aside. It takes the pressure off a bit, if you think about it. That's not to say that you should only do nice things on Valentine's Day, but you certainly shouldn't ignore it. The people who are in relationships but who don't do anything for Valentine's Day out of principle because it's "not a real holiday" are just plain mean.

Oh, and if you're single, do something with your friends, have a girls night (I doubt boys care as much). Stop shitting over everyone else's happiness.

Tonight, I'm off out for a meal courtesy of my lovely boyfriend, and then we're going to eat the Thorntons chocolates I bought and watch Glee. Perfic'.

Here's some funnies that I found. Enjoy them, I did.

 

I found them on Google Images.

Today I'm loving: The sunshine and the fact that I'm getting a free meal tonight.

Today I'm hatin': Haters.

Song of the Day: Going Away To College by Blink-182. Chosen because it has the word 'valentine' in it.

I haven't been this scared/In a long time/And I'm so unprepared/So here's your valentine/Bouquet of clumsy words/A simple melody/This world's an ugly place/But you're so beautiful to me

Films and sharks and stuff

Hello! Happy Saturday!

There are a few films which everyone is expected to have seen, and you are treated like a leper if it emerges that you haven't seen one of these films. A year or so ago, I was one of these people. I hadn't seen The Shawshank Redemption, Pulp Fiction or Fight Club. Don't worry, I have now seen all three. But before I had, the reaction I got from people who found out I hadn't seen them was something along the lines of: "OH EM GEE, you haven't SEEN it? How is that even POSSIBLE? What is WRONG with you?!?!?!?!?!" I don't know why it offended people so much, but eventually I grew tired of the incredulous expressions people gave me and made the effort to watch them. The Shawshank Redemption I absolutely loved, and I've seen it 2 or 3 more times since first watching it. I think everyone loves that movie anyway, I've never met anyone who doesn't like it. Fight Club I liked a lot too, although I haven't watched it since, I don't think it's one I could watch too many times, but it is good. Pulp Fiction...it was alright, I suppose. I didn't hate it, but I think it's possibly one of the most overrated films ever made. A lot of people will probably hate me for saying that, but it's just how I feel about it. Maybe it's because I'm not a huge fan of Quentin Tarantino, I don't know.

Anyway, this post came about because I was on the Internet Movie Database (IMDb) website last night looking at their top 250 films. Shawshank is at number 1 (quite rightly), but Pulp Fiction is at number 5 and that really doesn't sit right with me, especially as Jaws is down at 115.  

Jaws is one of my all time favourite films. I saw it for the first time round at a friend's house when I was 8 or 9 and I've been fascinated by sharks ever since. I love shark documentaries and movies - not including Jaws 3 and 4 - as anyone in my family is well aware. As well as thinking that sharks are really cool, I am also completely terrified of them, and you couldn't pay me to go swimming with them because I've heard far too many stories of things going wrong. It's kind of a shame, because it would be so awesome - but at the same time I'd really like to keep all my limbs. I'll stay on the beach making sandcastles, thank you very much.

Moving away from sharks, this week I discovered theoatmeal.com. It's an online comic, and like any comic, not all of it is funny, but some of it is absolutely hilarious. I think that this one is my favourite, but click here and you can see all of them.

Oh, and also here is the IMDb top 250. I'm going to try and watch all of them. Not right now obviously, but as and when I have time.

Today I'm loving: How much work I got done. Spending most of the day in the Liberry isn't the funnest way to spend a Saturday, but it does give you a real sense of accomplishment.

Today I'm hatin': Nothing, it's been a pretty good day.

Song of the Day: Running From Your Dad by Bowling For Soup. I just love the lyrics: And I can still see your Dad/Running after me with a shovel in his hand/I don't remember much after that. Genius.

Pinch, Punch...

...first of the month and all that.

I just got back from my first 3 hour seminar on Margaret Thatcher.[Edit: I started writing this at about 12.30. It's taken me a while.] It wasn't that bad, but it's really hit me how much work I've got to do this semester. It's not like I wasn't expecting it to be hard or anything, and I know I can do it, it's just a little bit daunting. So naturally I'm now procrastinating by writing this.

I have just one thing on my weekly timetable; the seminar I've been to this morning, and that's it. I will have a couple of meetings with my dissertation supervisor, but now that I'm halfway through my third year, I work mainly on a self-directed basis and so my contact time with History department staff is minimal. It's got me thinking about the tuition fees though, and how the government is justifying the ridiculous jump in the cost of the fees. I've gotten off lucky, because I graduate this year and so my fees won't be affected, but all new students will have to fork out £9,000 a year, which is absolutely extortionate. When my brother started at university, the fees were at around £1,000 a year, or thereabouts. When I started three years later, the fees had risen to around £3,000 a year, which is a big enough rise as it is, but then again lots of things have been gradually getting more expensive over the years. Now I don't know how much the fees were for people starting in the three years since I started university, I don't know if they were the same or a little bit more expensive, but the fact remains that as of the next academic year (I'm assuming that's when the new fees will be implemented) the fees will be triple what they were for me, and that's really hard for me to wrap my head around.

I know that all universities are different, and all the different subjects within those universities are structured separately, but if it was me having to pay nine grand a year for my course, I would feel completely robbed. Classes don't even start until late September/early October; there's a reading week for Arts and Humanities courses somewhere in the middle; Christmas break is about a month; January is exam time; semester two lectures start in February; another reading week just before the Easter break; three weeks-ish off for Easter; then a final week or two of teaching before revision and exams, and you're finished for the summer by early June. Now that's only my university, but I know people at others who have a similar time-line. Fair enough, some courses are pretty much 9-5 every day, or at least nearly every day, but that is nowhere near the case for every course and so the amount that the fees has jumped to is, in my humble opinion, completely unjustified.

Although I don't pretend to know much about politics or the economy, I do understand that we're in a recession and that cut-backs need to be made, I just question why it has to be such a huge leap. It's so unfair that higher education will now only be available for the rich, or for those who are awarded benefits. It is hardly a progressive society when people who earn their place in university cannot go because of the ludicrous fees.

Alright, rant over. On a lighter note, watch this:

You've probably been living under a rock if you haven't already seen it, but it's still really funny. Enjoy!

Today I'm loving: that My Big Fat Gypsy Wedding is on tonight. I know, it's awful, but I just can't look away.

Today I'm hatin': stupid gone off chicken.

Song of the Day: Song Beneath The Song by Maria Taylor.  

Cryptic words meander/Now there is a song beneath the song/One day you'll learn/You'll soon discern its true meaning

Some enjoyable content...hopefully

I have literally just got back from my last semester one exam, a 3 hour exam on European Society in the Cold War. My brain is now completely fried but I promised Joe I'd write a post today so I'll see what I can do. There probably won't be a whole lot of substance to this by the way.

Yesterday I discovered that Creme Egg has its own YouTube channel, and it's called CremeEggGooTube, brilliant. On it they have a bunch of Creme Egg adverts from the past couple of years with all the different ways the Creme Egg can splat itself. This one is my personal favourite:

You know how I said in my post a few days ago about there being no Facebook in China? Well, Ben's managed to get around that somehow because he replied to my Facebook post, and I was treated to this:

 

Awesome.

My iTunes recommended that I listen to an EP called Realities by a band I'd never heard of before called The Spill Canvas. I had a listen and liked it enough so I bought it, and ever since I haven't been able to get the song Crash Course out of my head. It's so catchy and upbeat and I can't stop listening to it. I've had a look on YouTube but can't find it, but it is on iTunes so have a listen. It probably won't be everyone's cup of tea but I love it. It's my song of the month, let alone the day.

All the exams finish tomorrow so it's business as usual from Monday onwards. I'll only have one seminar a week, but unfortunately it's a 3 hour seminar. On Margaret Thatcher. So before 9am Tuesday I've got to watch 5 or 6 videos on Margaret Thatcher and make a note of how she's being portrayed in each one, joy of joys. I can see me leaving that until Monday.

For tonight I'm going to celebrate in true style by putting on my pjs, curling up on the sofa and watching a movie or something on the telly. Lost, probably.

Today I'm loving: that my exams are over!

Today I'm hating: that despite me having a three hour exam, I got back to the flat to find Daf not here and not a scrap of washing up has been done. Thanks a bunch.

Song of the Day: Crash Course by The Spill Canvas.  

Collision's unavoidable/So don't tell me it's all coincidence/'Cause it makes sense to me

China and Facebook

Before coming back to university, Dafydd and I held a mini leaving do at my house for our friend Ben, who has just gone to China for a year to teach English. He was supposed to be leaving on or around the 15th, as far as I know, and so all being well, he should now be safely in China. Yesterday Joe and Soph popped over for a bit and I asked if either of them had heard from Ben yet, as I had written on his Facebook wall and not heard back yet. To which Joe replied:

"Yeah, but he won't be able to read that because Facebook's banned in China."

What?

Facebook is everywhere these days, where someone's more likely to 'add' you on Facebook than ask you for your number. The concept of you not being able to access it in a whole country absolutely blows my mind. So much so that at first I wasn't even sure I believed it was true, and I googled it. I typed in Why is Facebook blocked in China? and the internet told me this:

"Because in China when people start to question the Government the government cracks down. Opponents are called terrorists, traitors and unpatriotic.

The state controlled media that supports the government 100% then begins to feed the masses with all sorts of stories about how the government is good and only wants to help. That the dissidents, are a danger to the country because they question the wisdom of the government.

To make this stick they have to block outside sources of information because they fear that the people will not just accept the media stories and instead decide to find out the truth for themselves." - Yahoo Answers

So that clears that up then. Thanks, internet!

Speaking of Facebook, I have a daily internal debate with myself every single time I log into my account over whether or not to delete it. Because to tell you the truth, Facebook infuriates me. I have it because it's a convenient way of sharing photos, catching up with friends, sorting out events, and things like that. But there are so many people on there who TyPe LyK diS in a manner that obviously takes much more effort than just typing properly. Text speak seems to have taken over in such a way that some people shorten words that simply don't need to be shortened. Also, you get those copy and paste statuses some people put up that say something along the lines of:


"Copy and Paste this as your status if you know anyone who has cancer. 93% of people won't paste this as their status, but will you be part of the 7% that does?"

I know they're supposed to raise awareness for a good cause, and believe me, I am a full supporter of cancer charities and awareness is obviously a good thing. However, I certainly don't need a patronising status update to remind me that cancer exists. I feel like it's trying to make people feel guilty, that those of us in the 93% are terrible people or something. Actually, I give money to cancer charities on a fairly regular basis. Maybe you in the 7% should get off Facebook and do the same. I don't know, perhaps I'm being unfair, I just think it comes across as really self-righteous and it really grinds my gears (haha, I love Family Guy references).

The stupid pointless groups are another Facebook annoyance of mine. A lot of them are supposed to be petitions for this, that and the other. Whilst some of these petitions are actually legit and for something serious, a lot of them are like, 'If one million people sign this petition then they'll do another series of Gavin & Stacey'. No they won't. Deal with it.

The worst thing about Facebook is the people who go on there just to insult everyone else. On so many group walls where people have simply written down their opinion on something, there are sometimes hundreds of comments full of the vilest language towards this unsuspecting person simply because they disagree, and it just becomes a slanging match. It's the whole internet society where you can sit at your computer and say things you'd (most likely) never dream of saying to someone's face.

All that being said, I probably won't delete my Facebook account, at least not for the foreseeable future. After everything I've just written, it does seem a tad hypocritical, but to be honest I think I'd just worry I was missing out on something if I did get rid of it. It's a sad, sad world. I do have a phone, after all.

Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net

Bit gross, I know. Funny though.

Have a good one,

Emma

Today I'm loving: the beautiful new boots I got from Brantano, the text from my mum saying she liked the photos in my last blog, and that when I searched for why Facebook was banned in China, the fact that Miley Cyrus is also banned in China was brought to my attention. I didn't look into why, it probably would have been a let down.

Today I'm hatin': that there were no Apple Turnovers in Morrisons, when secretly they were the whole reason we went in the first place.

Song of the day: Looking for Love by Michelle Featherstone. It's beautiful, check it out.  

I'm looking for love/And love, love, love/I  thought it was you