NEVER!

I've had a terrible week and it hasn't gotten any better, but there was one awesome highlight to it...

I saw The Parlotones LIVE!.. It was awesome! these guys are really talented and i love their music, i've always wanted to be a singer...BUT... After hearing myself sing in the carwash recently(read my facebook note...) and evidently enough i was singing along to one of The parlotones song, i realised that it wasn't in God's plans for me to make me a singer! :)...

So conclusion: The parlotones KICK ASS(oh, and i will never be a singer:)...)!

Speaking of the word "never"... Take afew seconds/minutes and just think back when you were younger to a time where the word "never" rolled off your tongue thicker and faster than an avalanche...Can you remember?... Well i will tell you about my experiences with the word "never"... I distinctly remember being about eight years old, watching my big brother come home from a late night, drunk as a skunk, tumbling all over the place, watching my parents freak their "beans" at seeing him in his "happy" state... You know what i said?... I turned to my mom with my innocent, fresh(yes fresh, even after eight years!)face and said " Mom, i will NEVER drink alcohol!"... Here i am sixteen years and a couple of cases of Heineken later, rubbing the back of my head as the word "never" slaps the crap out of it!

Fair enough, i don't drink everyday... infact i very rarely get HAMMERED, but last time i checked the word "never" is suppose to mean NEVER... By the way, there is one thing i have learnt as i stumble along my life path... The word " NEVER" is Murphy's favourite word and the basis of his twisted Law! I remember friends of mine from my childhood, that said, "I will NEVER smoke." Now, some of these friends of mine have to wear helmets every christmas because "Father Christmas" always seems to jump on them, thinking they are the chimneys!

Yeah, it really is true that you must Never say "NEVER!"...(I wonder if this means i could become a singer!) ;)

Could I join their league...

So here i sit, resisting the overwhelming urge to collapse on my sofa and catch a world record amount of ZZZ's! Why? Well i just couldn't sleep without bunching up a bunch of words... Yes, i cannot explain it, but i have an unexplainable urge to write, write and write some more.

I have dreams of one day becoming the next John Grisham or J.K. Rowling... I want to seduce people and give them levels of entertainment they never thought were possible with my words... I hope that im not misleading myself and wasting my energies on something that could be hopeless...

I want to write because i love to write, i want to make money with what i write because i want to earn the title of "writer" or "author" and i want to reap the rewards of the title that i so badly want to acquire!

It takes hard work, which i don't mind doing... It takes persistense, which i reckon i have in abundance... But... I'm sure it takes talent too and thats the one ingredient that im not sure if i have?... One thing is for sure, i will keep trying... Never give up... On my quest to join the league of extraordinary writers... Ps-Can't wait to see the second season of Californication! :)

One of those days...

Today was just one of those days, it all started as a typical day(heat included), got to work and continued with the daily routine, then suddenly it began....

Every fucking thing i would grab hold of, would fall out of my hands...EVERYTHING! From apples to money, it would just slip and slide out of my hands, like i had soap on my hands and eachtime something would slip out of my hands, it would leave me in a fit of rage, swearing at the top of my lungs.

I just couldn't understand what was going on...Murphy was on a roll today, rearing his ugly head into every corner where i walked.

The last straw came at about 4 o' clock, i picked up an apple that happened to be chilling on the floor, just staring at me going insane as Murphy carried on his trickery... I picked it up and there it slided out of my hands, rolling onto the floor again, i took a deep breath and made another attempt... Just when i thought it was secure, it popped out of my fingers..."What the FUCK!" i shouted, charging at the rolling apple once more.People normally say third time lucky... Haha... Not this time... So as i grabbed the evil apple for the third time... It SLIPPED out of my "embaressed" grip yet again!.. I SNAPPED, completely losing it... Grabbed it(why didn't it slip that time!?!) squeezed it and threw it to the ground with all my power... watching it slam onto the floor and split into a million pieces gave me split seconds of relief, moments later, i laughed at my ridiculous outburst!... But still satisfied that it my irritations were slightly vented, i'm sure Murphy had a huge laugh, "he" really knows how to "press my buttons"!