Twitter. Facebook. Everyone is going on about “gotta get my summer bobody ready for my holiday!!!” And then they starve themselves and post pictures in workout clothes but never break a sweat. Trackies that never see a track…
But is it worth it? Surely the people who live in these hot sunny places don’t think that they have to have a summer body every single day of the year?? So why must we when we travel there? Yeah the sun will make them fairer and tanned but you can do that easily…why must the physique be part of it?
I personally adore food. Writing this post is making me hungry…I eat everything.
All of it!!
I couldn’t imagine starving myself. I do say to myself, “dan, you’re looking kinda tubby” and I eat healthier for a day or 2, but never starve!!
I love a good ole portion of chips. Chip shop chips. Chinese take away chips. McDonald’s chips. And I plan to eat all of these while on holiday in Los Angeles. Having these restaurants means that people who live there eat it so why can’t I just to look nice?! I’m never going to be gorgeous so I might as well indulge my taste buds in all the artifical delicacies the States offers! I will tell you all about them too!!
Most of all, I want to do Chinese takeaway out of cartons with chopsticks!! And Shaved Ice!! And a big gulp!! Oh my gosh there are so many things!!
Our holiday is mainly for food…We are travelling by plane, for 11 hours, spending over £1000…All to eat…
…Yep, my summer body consists of freckles and a slight tan, slightly lighter hair, and a very VERY content food baby.
ROLL ON JUNE 16th!!!!!!
I’m not looking for a relationship. I’m simply looking for you to talk to me. To be a friend. To cuddle with me with no expectations.
Why is dating/seeing someone so complicated nowadays? Everyone’s relationship status should be “It’s complicated” because it is!! I can’t get my head around it and I’m fairly intelligent…
Some how, someone can be there for you all the time they think they will get something out of it but as soon as they realise that’s not happening, you’re left with a cloud of dust from how quick they leave.
Uh… bye then?
Why is it so hard to just be friends these days? Why does every action warrant a payment. An exchange of sorts. ‘I’ll do this if you do this’. No. If that was the case I would have suggested a payment. Don’t be so dickish to think that you deserve that. I’m surrounded by people who only want their time paid for one way or another. What ever happened to selflessness? Dunno but I’m starting to think I’m the only one who knows what that word means. Anyone? Selflessness?
“An act of selfless devotion”…devotion is another thing missing from my generation. No one is loyal or devoted to anyone these days. Relationships come and go. As soon as they hit a bump in the road, it’s the end. In my mum and dad’s day, a bump was simply a test. Now it’s a “cut” call on a scene. Stop. No more. Nada. The End.
Fickle and egotistical. That’s the disease that’s spreading around today. The hard thing is not being infected by it. But the more people you meet with it, the more it seems the way forward. Cut your losses, join the epidemic.
A generation of selfish zombies. If you can’t beat them, join them?
I have always been aware of something called ‘a moral compass’. It’s there to guide you when making hard decisions of what is right or wrong. It may not always point due north but it should always be somewhere up there.
Now, I confess. I have done things in the past, silly things, that might have caused problems and I’ve lied my way out of it. Nothing major. Nothing illegal. Even those things make me feel bad now. Sometimes I want to go to the person concerned and just confess even though it would mean nothing now the dust has settled. But that’s just me. Put it down to being a libra. Maybe it’s the way I was raised. Maybe it’s just my personality. Who knows.
…But there are people whose moral compasses drift a little too far south. I know of these people. I stay away from them. I’ve always thought it contagious: their morals are slanted, that will domino effect to mine. But when there’s someone who asks you for help when you know what they’ve done. When your trust in them wasn’t strong to start. When it wavers even further. When they are almost begging…am I supposed to decline the help?
The decision of what is morally right has already beenbeen are on their part. Now it is mine turn to decide whether helping is a morally wrong for me…
Why is there no one who can tell me EXACTLY what I am supposed to do. Give me a yes or no. No reasoning. No suggestions. No ‘I would-‘. But even when someone tries I deduce an idea of why they are wrong.
The realisation that I am a fool. I am too nice. I am morally wrong just like them because I helped. I am an accessory… I will only ever be an accessory. I am used. Walked over. Taken advantage of in so many ways.
What I am getting at is that moral compasses help us decide what is right or wrong. But others moral compasses become demagnetised and we ate left to figure it out from their decision. That’s when our moral compass starts to get demagnetised too. Leave a broken compass too near a working one and it’s likely to break as well.
If you decide to help, cover your bases. And learn!! Learn to recognise a demagmetised compass… there’s no way to fix them…