Right, here we go then.
Hello. Very nice to meet you. My name's Ashley and this whole
expedition into this wonderful world of blogs is, to me at least,
very foreign. I'm at sixth form and very rarely in any of my subjects
do I do actual writing (I class this as more than mindlessly
scribbling down notes with handwriting similar to that of a arthritic
monkey). I mean paragraphs, comas, spelling... and stuff. I’m no
good at any of that, I’m not here claiming I’m going to be any
good at this either; hopefully I can just write down the many, many,
many.... many ideas (well less ideas, more thoughts that I can't
really understand myself as to where anything has linked from inside
my mind)(by the way, that “inside my mind” reminded me of the
Phantom of the opera). Now, where was I (don’t event like operas).
This is now the kind of
time where the primitive part of my brain starts to kick into gear
and decides that the best thing to do now is to basically shout
obscene words and phrases to the (relatively more) intellectual
regions of my brain. Now I imagine to see this as a slightly
Victorian image where the primitive part of my brain is being played
by a diseased lower class man and the intellectual part is being
played by a wealthy man sitting comfortably in his large home. The
scenario is that the poor man is throwing his own faeces at the
wealthy man ion order to get attention or food.
Talking of food I’m
getting quite hungry. As teenage male this is a common occurrence,
more so than in most other age groups. Although there is some debate
(between myself) as to the validity of this statement. Again, as I’m
a lazy teenage male, I can make things easier. For some reason I’m
now interested in the volume of food people consume (don’t ask why,
I’m not actually sure myself). For example, if you take this
comment and change the groupings from age to, I don’t know, say,
BMI. The whole statement becomes easier, it explains itself. The
bounds of the group are something like, from 'Oh my god, where did
you go. Oh you’re hiding behind that twig' (A.K.A half of the USA)
to 'all you can eat buffet sounds like a challenge, now get the winch
so I can get out of bed' (A.K.A the other half of the USA). As I
said, it seems very linear. (I don’t know where I’m going with
this).
That whole bit above
was a bit of a waffle but I hope you get the point, even though there
isn’t one, make your own up, have your own moral, maybe you can
strive to go to the USA and show them to be healthy, normal healthy,
not 'the biggest loser' healthy where people exercise, that just
foolish, most exercise is. You don’t need to be fit to be healthy,
it can help but its not essential, that’s how my life goes. Now if
your reading this, don’t judge me, I’m normal... ish...kind of,
I've got nothing against Americans, maybe the healthy ones are out
there, they’re just secluded from the rest of the world as
outcasts, trying to avoid all the temping food offers, buffets and
fast food, damn, I want to go to the USA now, accept me as your own
America, I may be a healthy weight but you'll love me, I’m English,
you love the accent, we're better than the French, anyway, you’ve
got plenty of room spare, please? OK, if you wont have me I'll stop
asking.
As I said at the
beginning, very nice to meet you. I'll see you again sometime
hopefully. Goodbye for now.
(PS, I’ve thought of
a moral, kind of. Don’t take anything I write seriously)
