Challenge #01-Pregnancy.

I got my hair cut at a random salon in Manchester, (I don't believe in going to the same hairdresser more than once)
It was really quiet so I started to panic; like what do I talk to her about?
If I leave the pregnant silence will she think I am stuck up? Will this turn into hate and therefore a bad haircut?
This brings me out into a cold sweat, it's my birthday soon and I dont want Bad Hair in pictures which will later remind me of my inability to converse in idle chat with a Chav, like a smug 'If only' leaving my family to shake their head in dissapointment, like a 'I thought I raised you better' lecture.

Anyway, in my head I set myself a challenge to learn something about her.

"The weather's nice" says Taz

"Yeah, it's a good week for Pride Festival...." says pregnant looking Chav

Thank God I didn't ask her when she was due, she tells me she's been trying to lose weight...Sh**!

"What's Your name?" says Chav

"Taz"

"Oh you remind me of my primary school friend, I thought you were her, she's called Stephanie"

Hmmmmmm? Really?

She ends up telling me her whole life-story, I get up my hair looks brilliant.
Mission accomplished.
...and I think I made a firm friend.

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"But I'm Idiot Savant, don't you know?"

n., pl. idiot savants.

An intellectually disabled person who exhibits extraordinary ability in a highly specialized area, such as mathematics or music.

[French : idiot, idiot + savant, learned.]

I wish I told this to my teachers when they tried to force facts onto me,If only...

I might just explain this concept to my younger sister maybe she will put it to good use.

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A Letter From The Dead.

I went home to visit the Family and whilst sifting through my ex-belongings
(i.e crap I leave at my parents) I came accross my High School leavers book.

The impression I got was that I was a joker and a bit of a class clown, I was unofficially crowned The Queen of Choas, some mentioned incidents were borderline criminal! I set fire to Jason's blazer in a science lab, set off fire alarms to get out of P.E. pretended to be a foreign exchange student whenever we had a Supply teacher, Skipped school to go to the cinema complex etc etc.

Classmates and teachers mentioned how much I smiled, which is really weird because I am never happy enough to smile nowadays. Sad fact, Im more clued up now about what life has to offer, whereas back then I was carefree and naive.

So I get halfway to the end of the book and there is a letter from one of my friends that died when we were 17, a year after she signed the book. I get all numb and achey (?!) I'd forgotten all about it. Joining High school was a traumatic time because I didnt know anyone and we became instant friends because we shared the same surname and always sat next to each other even though we were in different sets because she wasn't the brightest person.

She never had a first kiss, she never read a book outside of the school curriculum, she never appreciated Art, she never fell in Love.She will never get Married, never have children... and the list goes on...she could have become a beautician, she could have had a Fiat and had a breathtaking moment where she saw the beauty of life.

Her letter makes me appreciate my life and if I were to die now I would be grateful I was able to acheive everything I have ever dreamed of.

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Pull me Close from the base of my Spine.

Archaeologists in Italy have unearthed two skeletons thought to be 5,000 to 6,000 years old, locked in an embrace. From the Neolithic period were discovered outside Mantua, about 40km (25 miles) south of Verona. The pair, almost certainly a man and a woman, are thought to have died young as their teeth were mostly intact, said chief archaeologist Elena Menotti. The burial site was discovered during construction work for a factory building.

“It’s an extraordinary case,” said Ms. Menotti. “There has not been a double burial found in the Neolithic period, much less two people hugging - and they really are hugging.”

Flint tools, including arrowheads and a knife, were also found alongside the couple.
Scientists will now study the skeletons and artifacts to work out how and when the two people died, Ms. Menotti said.

“I must say that when we discovered it, we all became very excited,” she said. “I’ve been doing this job for 25 years. I’ve done digs at Pompeii, all the famous sites but I’ve never been so moved because this is the discovery of something special,” she said.

Italy won’t split up its Stone Age “lovers.”

I was restless last night, so I wrote a song till early morning like a woman possessed about my first kiss & how I was cheated. I was Complacent at work and left without anyone noticing I'd arrived.

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The Music or the Misery?

I'm incredibly bored so I 'borrowed' my housemates copy of High Fidelity by Nick Hornby, whats funny is I got to a part where one character refuses to sell a customer a copy of Stevie Wonders 'I Just Called to Say I Love You', and I got a sense of DeJaVu like i'd seen the scene in a film.

After iMBding the title I recall vaguely watching Jack Black playing out the scene...anyway thats not what im getting at.

The main character picked up on listening to certain music and stuff Ive been thinking about lately, like are you sad because you listen to sad music? Would I be happy if I listened to non-stop pop?

I've noticed lately Ive stopped completely listening to punk because it makes me scowl thinking about how tough I have it (when I wouldn't have it any other way :D "its character building"). I can no longer listen to Joy Division it makes me think my 'Oh dear, whats the point?' thoughts-Not good.

So I listen to Echo and the Bunnymen- because to me its nonsical, I listen to the Eighties they were fun times-unashamed pop, glamorous synth bands, new wave artists floating in unsure fields. I listen to Stockholm Monsters because they are cute (imagine playing a recorder and a trumpet in a band nowadays- tut tut soooo unCool, we musn't try to think too far from the constricting confines of indie coolness) Cocteu Twins are beautiful sounding and Sonic Youth jolt me awake.

The results are i'm afraid; I am a much more happy, relaxed, fun person to be around. Like taking a holiday from myself. Although i'm not sure I can live entirely withought a dose of The Clash every now and then.

RIP Les Paul

Known as "the Thomas Edison of the music industry", Les Paul pioneered multi-tracking – whereby instruments in a band or orchestra are recorded through separate, independently adjustable channels – and overdubbing, in which additional sound or music can be added after the original recording is made.

Before the invention of the microchip, before even the transistor, Les Paul was adapting the guitar with electronics – warping notes, experimenting with echo and feedback, and twiddling knobs to alter its sound.

Yet he had no training whatsoever in either electronics or music. None the less, he is responsible for an instrument that has carved his name in the annals of music – the Gibson Les Paul – which became the guitar of choice for stars of the rock and pop era.

Although I only ever was able to afford an Epiphone Les Paul this was the first ever guitar model I desperatly wanted to buy because my all time hero Steve Jones played one. But when I did finally manage to buy one it broke my back to play a full set with it :D

Another Inspiring person dead. Not a good year.
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Disenchanted.

http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x9c2we_disenchanted_shortfilms

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Paper Thin Skin.

Translucent

adjective

1. permitting light to pass through but diffusing it so that persons, objects, etc., on the opposite side are not clearly visible: Frosted window glass is translucent but not transparent.
2. easily understandable; lucid: a translucent explication.
3. clear; transparent: translucent seawater.

I especially despise it when my Mother grabs hold of my hand and massages it, dramatising how thin I am, do I remember to eat, am I changing my bedsheets, do I stay out too late etc,

Yes Mam I am 22 Going On 23 AND Doing Just Fine.

Don't get me wrong this isn't a adolescent strop, I just don't like being touched is all.

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RIP John Hughes

John Hughes, director of many 80s teen movies died today at the age of 59.

He was out for a morning walk when he suffered a heart attack and died, he was quite prolific in the movie industry. He directed and wrote movies such as Sixteen Candles, The Breakfast Club, Planes, Trains, and Automobiles and Pretty in Pink.

Some of the classics that inspired my fashion sense and also wanting to alter clothes (sometimes horrifically)

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Inside, I am Dancing.

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