Author: Olly

  • intruder alert!

    ok, i write my blog and publish it to the world.and every so often i expect someone to read it who i didn’t expect would of read it, even tho its freely available to anyone. and this time i t was maddsy, my work colleague. now im not bothered that he read it, and in actual fact im quite pleased he read it, as its gonna make the whole leaving malarkey easier, now someone knows my plans.

    i stuck sheldon’s crosser on ebay today, and included a phone number so that people could call him if they needed more info. within ONE hour, someone called him. i didn’t include his address tho, as someone would probably come and steal it. – it certainly is the worlds market place though! a hour!

    its been really hot in work today, i dont know how i manage to stay conscious sometimes, its so humid. but hopefully it wont be for long, and soon i can start paying debts off and then taking life a lil easyer 🙂

    i start to write my blog earlier everyday, yesterday it was just b4 5 or a little bit after 5, and today its 16:48. i can make myself look busy for a hour tho, so 30 mins is no problem.

    i have spent a lot of today looking up weird stuff, the paranormal, facts and mysteries and weird creatures! and there is some fucked up shit going off in this world! GIANT sandstorms.. amazing cloud formations.. abnormally large animals etc etc.. and its all there to see on the web. – one site i found quite useful was http://snopes.com/ as it puts right myths, and mystery’s and in particular, internet ones. such as missing children and more common ones like the fact that chewing gum is perfectly safe to swallow, and comes through the digestive system at the same rate as any other item of food – ok, so its NOT digested, but it doesn’t linger about.

    here are a few pictures from that site, in fact just 2 both of which are pretty amazing! the iraqi sandstorm one is real, and ive just found out the hands in the sky is false, i thought it was real 🙁 still looks amazing tho!

    and ive just found out i put that yesterday was monday, when in fact it was tuesday, as it was bank holiday. what a dumbass!

  • sometimes..

    sometimes i feel my life’s falling apart,
    sometimes i feel my life’s yet to start,
    sometimes i feel like im such a let down,
    sometimes i feel like i de-serve a crown,
    sometimes i urge after things i should not,
    sometimes i think about those I’ve forgot,
    sometimes it hurts, when i think of my past,
    sometimes i wonder how long will this last?
    sometimes im presented with a decision to make,
    and put on the spot, and my emotions could break,
    sometimes i wonder if im actually ill,
    sometimes i wonder what it feels like to kill,
    sometimes i wonder, how long will it take,
    and how many more of my words must i break,
    sometimes i think what’s the point in all this,
    sometimes all i want in life is a kiss,
    sometimes i sit here, crying sad tears,
    that’s something that ive had to deal with for years,
    sometimes i write poems, to try and relieve,
    the tension that is built up in side of me,
    always the same when i get to the end,
    put on a smile and try to pretend,
    that things are ok, in the life of olstar,
    the only thing good in my life wears a bra.

    {fin}

    i wrote this after finding out i wasnt gonna be able to fetch my car this weekend, and after a argument with dave and sy. it doenst really make any sence, well it does, but probably only to me. thanks david for the inspiration to write a poem.

  • house sitting + new car

    well, what a week. me and nic were at my mums on sunday when totally out of the blue, my mum asked if we would look after her house, for 2 and a half WEEKS! at first, i was shocked, as i never thought i would be trusted again with her house, since my last week there the last time they went on holiday. nothing went wrong nothing got stolen or broke, just had a few mates round and blazed the fuck up! but it seems since i have been with nic, my mums whole opinion of me has changed, and now i can be trusted. pfft. :p

    so i guess this is kind of a test, for me and nic, to see if we can actually live together, alone! so far so good tho, we’ve been there 2 days and have only fallen out once! which is a lot less than expected!

    more good news to, i bought a car! i was looking on ebay for a nice reliable, tax’d and mot’d car..to have as a runabout, and what did i find? a polo classic! rock on! its done just over 100k, taxed for 10 months, and MOT’d till august next year, al for £205! bargain basement!

    now to you guys, this car probably looks ass. but i can assure you, this car will look ace with a set of wheels, and some slamm’ige 🙂 so watch this space! WOOP WOOP ill have wheels again! yeahhhh!

  • 120 hours non stop..

    time ticks away, and my head continues to fill with strange thoughts.i hate being put in positions that mean i have to make a decision that will affect the rest of my life. the first of its kind was the decision whether or not i wanted to stay in school, or go to college. wow, that seems so long ago now. well, it was! and along the journey i call life, i have had to make similar decisions such as whether or not to leave my job, and go work for bill (which was a fucking mistake) and again, i am in one of those positions, and im shitting myself.

    i have the opportunity to work 5 days a week 24 hours a day. so a week, NON STOP. what i would be doing, is id be working on maxxd in the day, then from about 3 or 4 o’clock, id go to a security job, on which i can sleep. so i wouldn’t go home for a week! now this all sounds a bit too much, and the thought of not seeing my own bed for a whole week makes me sad. but if i dont do something soon im gonna burst. i feel myself being sucked into the norm.. routine.. 9-5.. i dont just want to be a number. and i guess the thing im worried about more than anything, is telling the people here at mmx3. i dont want to feel ive let them down, and i dont want to leave them in the shit. but i defiantly dont want to stay here, and join the queue for a normal life. im not normal, and i dont want to be normal. i want to be me, and i want people to know me. so ill do whatever it takes to get where i want to be.

    and if that means working 120 hours a week non stop, then so be it.

    fucking dreading it tho!