The Paradox of our Lifes

When I say paradox I won't be going into the theories of space and time, however I may save that for another time.

It occurred to me, in the same way about the small odd things we do, about the small paradoxes we create within out life's, on I find very amusing is doing the dishes, washing items you eat food with, eat food off, cook off, but generally (at least for those who do not have a dish washer) dry these items with a cloth of some kind, and this piece of cloth has been all over the place, on the units on the floor on us food split on it, quite possibly dropped on the floor, coughed on, sneezed on and many more possible things.

making the newly washed items dirty, if anything even more dirty. Don't get me wrong I aint no clean freak, it doesn't bother me, if I'm going to get ill from germs I'm going to get ill you cant escape it, also its healthy to get sick, it makes the immune system stronger, which is a thing a lot of new parents think is wrong, that if their kid is never sick they are a perfect bill of health. Well certainly an arguable case, I'm afraid its wrong, by getting small illnesses like a cold/cough stomach bug now and then it makes us stronger, so when we are older and get some thing that can make one bed ridden, we either aren't as badly affected and/or heal a hell of a lot quicker compared to those who have spent their who childhood in a room cleaner than an operating theater

Inappropriate Thoughts

I can pretty much guarantee the majority of readers will be having said thoughts right now all because I typed them as the title of this post, I can also bet if you weren't at first it is very likely you are now.

It works on the same basis as reverse psychology, if one is told not to do something or think of a particular thing you do it anyway, down to either thinking of it by accident, a overwhelming need to defy any kind of authority on you whatsoever, or are generally quite easy manipulated. This is more of a placement psychology (Derren Brown eat your heart out) it's pretty crazy though that our thoughts can be changed or be manipulated by the smallest of actions.

And when saying about inappropriate thoughts at first I didn't mean in a sexual context, to which the phrase "Inappropriate Thoughts" has taken an association with, but I mean in the context that the thought could be seen as completely innocent (however the idea of any thought ever conceived to be innocent is a debatable matter in itself) however just not the best when it comes to the issues of timing, more so when being told something quite sad for the person sharing, but not finding it amusing or humorous but pleasing in the sense it makes you happy and fills you with a happy feeling thinking the world is doing something nice for you, that one could potentially use the situation to one's advantage, does this make a terrible person?

Not in a sadistic point of view but more as an opportunist, as I mentioned before it comes down to that issue of having hope, for me hope has been re kindled, rather than actualities.

For those closest to us

It's strange how far one will go to make someone they care about happy, and I dont mean telling a joke here and there to cheer up a friend when they are feeling down and out, but someone who you genially care for and would quite literally do anything for them, to make them happy to see the happiness in their eyes and the smile that makes your day. It's a sign of gratitude and a feeling in more a platonic way of feeling loved. The biggest question that came to me when thinking about this is why do we do these things?

It's because we all have the desire to be loved ok I know only yesterday I was blogging about how everyone of us are different but some things are the same, however it is a completely another matter and a big one at that which will quite like;y be saved for another day.

We dot he things we do for those we care about because we live in hope that in return they will feel the same way, even if one knows that they don't feel that way or "see you in that way" there is always hope even just a fools hope that although unlikely the chance exists that they do feel that way or maybe they soon will.

This is where things can get interesting at least on the psychological view of things when having that small amount of hope. If you are like myself and try and keep in a realistic mind frame of mind for everyday life (theres nothing wrong with imagination I fully encourage it but one has to know the boarders)

However when it comes to some matters in this instance the issue of love, my thoughts spin out of control, I suddenly become aware of everything action and word i say to her and likewise her every action around me and word she says to me, in a false hope to be able to decrypt the puzzle (even though there is no puzzle to decrypt from the get go) in hope that she is giving me a sign subtly trying to tell me that the feeling is mutual. From what I've read and heard from friends this is a common thing, particularly in the case of a friendship between two people and one person has feelings that are "more" than the other.

One thing I have noticed on a more personal level though during my mid teen years these thoughts were the prime thoughts of my days, this over analytical mind frame isn't constantly present which I am incredibly grateful for, because it gets somewhat annoying. Maybe with the approach of my 20th birthday the lats of my adolescence hormones are making a break for it.

This in turn makes me realise that even though my teen years are nearly done I'm sure I will still be doing this in just over a month's time and quite likely will be for some time, it is a thing that stays with us always, the hope that the stuff we do is appreciated, and that we will be loved, in the way an individual loves another, I don't mean you have to get married and live together forever, but its more to be grateful to the things done for you and if you are asked of something by the person who just quite possibly went out of their way to help you, to do it in return unless you physically can't in which case keep the favour for the time being, and say thank you and smile to someone.

Someone I care about very much, done this today she made it seem it was a such a big favour but it really wasn't the smile and her saying thank you made my day, ok as I said I carry that false hope that there is something but one can never tell.

So my message is to say thank you and to smile, spread the love it really isn't difficult also give a hug the power that a hug can have one someone is unbelievable you just may make someone's day.

The Strange Things We Do In life

I saw what is possibly one of the oddest things I've seen in a long time today, many would think nothing off it and get on with their day, but even hours after I've seen it I'm still thinking about it and blogging about it, speaking of which (or maybe in this case typing) is blogging about something I find odd and oddity in itself?

I personally love looking for odd things in my surroundings, stuff one has to really look for but sometimes the oddities of our surroundings just jump out at you and take you by surprise.

I suppose the concept of something being odd varies to the individual; as the thing you consider odd, another may see as a normality, part of their everyday life. But yet it still breaks the rules which make thing in question socially, culturally or psychologically odd, breaking away from what is considered normal to which the response to it is for it to be odd or abnormal. For instance the way a person may do a particular activity.

Oddness is a concept much like most things, with out going into a whole world of meta physics, basically most things in life can be argued top not have a real existence as it is something, someone one day made up and was excepted as the social norm. When it comes to oddities each person has a different approach to it, sure there may be similarities between peoples ideas but somewhere along the line they will become different again, which in turn gives us our own oddities for if we didn't have them and everyone was the same psychologically in every single way life would be boring and everyone would be bland.

I asked earlier if blogging about such a thing is odd itself, and its a very "chicken or egg" question, there is no definitive answer, one may find the whole concept and idea of blogging odd where as others such as myself and quite likely anyone who reads this to be quite a normal aspect of the whole activity of blogging.

I tried to take a picture of the odd thing I saw today however it seemed the due was suffering form paranoia (rightfully so but still relax dude) as every time I turned my camera on my phone to take a photo he kept looking at me, to which I just pretended to be turning on my chair and texting or some crap like that, so I failed on that front, but it was a Keyboard a standard QWERTY (I know feel ashamed of myself as i just had a brief moment of ponder to how one spells "QWERTY") however it was in half's and he he either half at 90 degrees (keys facing outwards) and was typing.

To me this was very odd as I'd never seen it before but yet amazed at the same time, at the fact one could type like that, I can touch type but not the the accuracy he was doing it, what makes it even more amazing that he wasn't watching his screen either, is word window was really small as well so he could only see the line he was typing if he were to check it, he was reading a text book!

So Yeah.......

The whole idea about blogging everyday in the summer holidays went about as well as, Stephenie Meyer trying to write about vampires (but that is a topic for another day)

So yeah anyway, its Valentine's day, although i didn't even remember until my best friend texted me saying she was going Valentines crabbing with her big bucket, about 20 minuets searching the internet for a species of crab going by the name valentine, to which I only came across websites about STI's and cooking crabs (the shellfish not the STI) for your loved on on Valentines day. This resulting in a confused text in reply asking if there were such a crab, or it was a text rape, turns out it was neither just a clever play on words...... I've been had.

So I'm actually going to try and keep this whole blogging thing up, turns out it helps with my uni work in some strange way. I'm being marked on my Twitter page for crying out loud, didn't even know that was possible, the wonders of technology.

Although savvy when it comes to tech, I've still never really got what to put on these kinda blog sites. From what I can see it would seem one just puts their thoughts, almost a way of documenting their lives, also i can imagine this kind of thing would be a near life saver if one suffered form short term memory loss.

STI's and a poor memory aside I watched the Social Network today, and I have to say I was very impressed, however I feel like there could of been more, it seemed to abruptly end, it's this aspect of film that makes me wonder is every film in existence open for a squeal?

I must add I personally don't think there should be, at least soon unless facebook does something even more groundbreaking, however the only thing that comes to mind that would make a movie would be about it's demise.

Anyway I'm sat here at my desk thinking of things to write so I suppose I should call it a blog, happy Valentine's day!