Saturday, 30 April 2011

A Royal Celebration

Yesterday, Hannah, Caitlin, Jack and myself attended a "sit-off" style party at Bethan's house in order to celebrate the matrimonial event of Kate Middleton and Prince William. The ceremony was lovely and Kate's dress was gorgeous; Sarah Burton of Alexander McQueen designed it perfectly. We had a lovely day in Bethan's and an even lovelier afternoon in Calderstone's Park. Smirnoff Ice, David LaChapelle, cigarettes and erotica filled our sunny day. I got home at around 10:30PM and fell asleep around 11:30PM until being yelled awake by my sister, cousin and two boys they decided to bring home. This was at 2:30AM. I was not amused. But the boys were lovely and chirpy so I don't mind. I've had a lazy day but I intend to do some revision and re-read Dubliners in a desperate attempt to bump my grade by two marks. Here are some photos of yesterday's shenanigans. Hope you've had a lovely week. Love, David XX

Monday, 25 April 2011


I just watched a 4 minute video of a tansgender woman getting physically and verbally abused. They beat her up so bad that at the end of the video, the woman suffered a mass seizure and everyone stood watching her. Not one person did a thing to help her. You can hear other people around the area supporting the attackers and shouting encouragement. At one point in the video, a seemingly elderly woman goes up to the attackers and tells them to stop, but still she doesn’t make a physical attempt to defend the woman. 
It makes me so angry and disgusted that there are people in this world who would go to such lengths to show their disdain towards someone who differs to the conventions of society’s norms. I know that there are people in this world will never accept transgenic people, gay, lesbian and bi-sexual people but the fact that this type of violence is happening all around the world is actually repugnant. It is unacceptable. It may not always be the easiest thing to do but we are all in a position to stand up for anyone who is suffering abuse, whether that be because of their gender, sexual preference, physical disability, race, whatever the “issue” may be, we should all make a conscious effort to stop it. It sickens and repulses me to see anyone being bullied, no matter who it is and I always stand up for the victim, always.
One day, imagine you were walking along the street and all of a sudden, a group of people pull up and immediately start shouting offensive comments at you because, for example, they don’t like the way you’ve conducted yourself. Then the verbal abuse turns to physical. They then beat you black and blue, you’re almost unconscious and you realise that the street is full of people staring at you, prople who didn’t do a thing to stop it. Imagine the shame, pain and fear that would run through you. Would you stop it? Would you stop people harassing other’s for something they have no control over? This should stop. This can stop. And if you all comply, this will stop. We have to be brave for those who cannot be brave. Do not stand for hate. Stand against. 

Sunday, 24 April 2011

Drowned World

I took these images after my bath on Friday night. I don't know why, I just thought it would be fun or something. It's part of my Project Confidence; see I'm completely naked in the images, and although nothing is explicit, it's me in my purest and most simplest form. I took images of my body but there is no way on this earth that I'll upload them. I took them because I want to test my confidence. I've spent too much of my life hating my body and now it's time to grow up, and start loving myself. Because in the end, no-one will ever love me if I don't learn to love myself.

"Do one thing every day that scares you." - Eleanor Roosevelt. 

I'm going to start uploading music to my blog. It'll be kinda like a "song of the day/week" addition. And my personal favourite song of the week is, 'Honey' by Hole. Check it out!

Thursday, 21 April 2011

Figures of Gold

My motivation is continuing to spiral downwards into the deepest, darkest abyss of lost hopes. It's times like these I look to my idols and icons to look for advice. So today, I will share with you just a few (if not the most inspirational people to my life) of my personal heroes, and add a quote under their photographs. Hope you're all enjoying your week and not wallowing in self-pity like your exhausted blogger, love David xx

"I laugh at myself. I don't take myself completely seriously. I think that's another quality that people have to hold on to... You have to laugh, especially at yourself." - Madonna
"I want women -- and men -- to feel empowered by a deeper and more psychotic part of themselves. The part they're always trying desperately to hide. I want that to become something that they cherish."  - Lady Gaga

"Being famous is just like being in high school. But I'm not interested in being the cheerleader. I'm not interested in being Gwen Stefani. She's the cheerleader, and I'm out in the smoker shed." - Courtney Love
"I have found it easier to identify with the characters who verge upon hysteria, who were frightened of life, who were desperate to reach out to another person. But these seemingly fragile people are the strong people really." - Tennessee Williams

Monday, 18 April 2011

Laziness Gets You Nowhere

It's one of my biggest fears, not making it. And I'm talking in the sense of becoming successful but I guess it all depends on how you read this. See some people may define "success" as marriage and parenthood, others may define it as fame and others may define it as happiness, however my definition is purely success. I don't want to be a nobody, but I don't want to be the constant centre of attention. When I'm in the car and I drive past those old, decrepit houses I always shudder and imagine myself living in one of them. I can't imagine it. I don't want to end up on benefits, not being able to keep a job or be a low-life, I want to be successful. See in my vision of my future self, I see someone who is healthy, happy and has a stable career. Not exactly sure what that career is yet but it's there. I'm not necessarily in a relationship but I'm not unhappy; I'm content. I have a comfortable economic situation, a healthy lifestyle and active social life. I'm living in my own house or apartment depending on where I end up with my own little dark-purple car. I am in regular contact with my family and see them often.
But lately, the vision is fading. I guess it's all down to this huge pile of revision that I'm ignoring. I have barely done anything and day by day the workload increases and the realisation that I might end up in one of those houses sinks in a little deeper. Right now I'm procrastinating, surprise! I'm just lacking some serious motivation, but if I want to do well and succeed then I must get good grades and be a good student and revise. The whole exam process scares me though, what if I do fail? I know there's always resits but what about my "student reputation"? Will it be shattered if they see I've resat a year at school? So many things buzz around my head when I think about school, but at least I have the comfort of knowing: the quicker I do my work, the quicker it will be over.
And now for the obligatory visual stimulation:

By the way, Scream 4 was excellent. Have a great week everyone, David xx

Saturday, 16 April 2011

The Next Day Effect

Last night is still a bit of a blur, but slowly things are creeping their way inside my brain. All I remember is that I had such an amazing time with two of my closest friends, Hannah and Jack. Hannah and I already hit the drink a mere hour before Jack's arrival and were, "getting sleazy" in my bedroom to Lady Gaga. So as the night rolled on, and the drinks hit hard, we all tired ourselves out around midnight. Hannah hitched a ride home from the father express while Jack stayed until half two, mopping and washing dishes before he called a taxi. And today I've sat in my bed, recovering, watching films and of course learning all of the words to Gaga's new single, Judas (check it out!). My auntie and uncle from Nottingham are here so I must go and be sociable but later Laura and I are going to see Scream 4. I really hope it's good and not a tremendous disappointment. Here are some photos of last night; they were taken just after Jack's arrival and stop where we were too drunk to take any more pictures. Hope you're all having a great weekend, David xx

P.S. If you haven't seen "Easy A" starring Emma Stone or "Whip It" starring Ellen Page, you should. So worth the watch.

Friday, 15 April 2011

1000 Words

Seeing as this week has been pretty busy and I've neglected this blog, I thought I'd give you a quick update of what's been happening. I've really enjoyed this week, especially the last few days. Here are a couple of pictures that I've taken with my phone, but I've found my camera so I'll be taking a lot more pictures of everything now. Some major things have happened this week too but I'll blog about them later, but I need to blog about it to type my fury out. So, I hope you're all having a great week, lots of love, David xx

Monday, 11 April 2011

Will You Be The One?

So, after seeing these mesmerising, beautiful pictures of Leebo Freeman I've decided to re-start my health kick and literally throw myself into the world of fitness. I'm going to walk around the estate tomorrow afternoon and eat really healthily and drink nothing but water. But this is really just to keep people interested and to make sure my blog doesn't bore the bottom off everyone! So here is who I want to marry, have babies with, want to look like, want to meet, who I dream about and who I'm in love with: Leebo Freeman.

Saturday, 9 April 2011

Where Is My Mind?

This week has been (overall) really nice. It's been quite long and I cannot believe it's only Saturday night. I'm sat in the conservatory of my dad's house on Tumblr and listening to the soundtrack to SuckerPunch. Emma and I saw the movie on Friday night and it was great; the film itself is no Oscar winner so don't be expecting absolutely perfect drama, but it's super fun and the special effects/action is amazing. We went to The Egg, a small cafe afterwards for a coffee before heading home. I like walking around town aimlessly at night. If it wasn't full of drunken men looking for some young action then I'd even go as far as to call it peaceful.
I'm drinking lemonade, reading trashy-tabloids and just relaxing in general. I like being here in Wolsingham, because even though some of the people who live here are social travesties, it's a beautiful place. I'd probably want to move here if I wasn't a huge allergy boner.
The title of this section is a song by Yoav and Emily Browning. You should totally check it out, it's a beautiful song; I'd recommend the movie too because, as previously stated, it's briliantly fun. I haven't got much else to talk about to be honest. I'll be making my way back to Liverpool tomorrow and then it's back to normality for me! I hope you're all having a great weekend. And to fellow Liverpudlians, I hope you've all enjoyed race weekend! Xx

The weather has been lovely also. Goodnight bloggers, love David.

Thursday, 7 April 2011

For Your Information

Funny, I've had this blog for almost a year now (even though I've only taken it seriously in the latter months) and I realise I haven't really blogged about my personal interests. So, here's what I'm into:

Hole, Lady Gaga, Florence + The Machine, Lykke Li, Madonna, Robyn, Marina + The Diamonds, The Pretty Reckless, Rihanna, Kate Bush, Queen, Little Boots, Clare Maguire, Katy Perry, Bright Eyes, Lily Allen, Kanye West, Beyonce, Neon Trees, Funeral Party, Friendly Fires, Adele, Paloma Faith, P!nk, Barbra Streisand, I Blame Coco, Jessie J, Drake, Eminem, Nicki Minaj, Alanis Morissette, Tracy Chapman, Nirvana, Kesha, Blondie, The Cure, No Doubt, CocoRosie, Joanna Newsom, Brand New, The Runaways, t.A.T.u, Vampire Weekend, Ellie Goulding, La Roux, Ladyhawke, LIGHTS and many, many more.

Cat on a Hot Tin Roof, A Streetcar Named Desire, A Thousand Splendid Suns, Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events, Darren Shan's series: The Demonata, The L-Shaped Room.

Sex and The City, True Blood, Grey's Anatomy, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Glee, Private Practice, Six Feet Under, Skins (UK), Misfits, Dollhouse, Shameless (UK), How To Make It In America, The Biggest Loser (USA), America's Next Top Model, The Simpsons, Channel 4 documentaries, Real Housewives of New York, Holly's World, Queer As Folk (USA) and many, many more.

The Little Mermaid, Black Swan, American Beauty, Ginger Snaps, Party Monster, Girl Interrupted, Edward Scissorhands, Alice in Wonderland (Tim Burton), The Nightmare Before Christmas, Beetlejuice, The Wrestler, Pretty in Pink, Breakfast Club, Precious, The Hurt Locker, Ghost World, Bend it Like Beckham, Little Miss Sunshine, The Rocky Horror Picture Show, Brokeback Mountain, Rabbit Hole, An Education, Remember Me, Spirited Away, Rachel Getting Married, Another Year, The Harry Potter series, The Twilight series, Fight Club, Knocked Up, Cruel Intentions, Jennifer's Body, Salt, Dawn of the Dead (remake), Juno, William Shakespeare's Romeo + Juliet (Baz Luhrman) and so many, many more!

Literature, colour, scenery, flowers, fashion, music, erotica, movies, blogging (obviously), passion, documentaries, beauty, blue eyes, eyebrows, cheekbones, jaw-lines, rib-cages, red cheeks, posh accents, people who can spell correctly, people who appreciate beauty despite it's "wierd" features, runway shows, male models, Sebastian Sauve, Leebo Freeman, equal rights, America, New York, London, quality time, laughing, sunny weather, rainy weather, green tea, tea, Starbucks, making people laugh, art, performance art, instillation art, theatre, blue, purple, green, red and many other things.

Sunday, 3 April 2011

Dear Mum

It's been 2 years and 4 months and my first instinct is still to run to you. To tell you all about my day and what I've done. Especially when something was really funny, lovely or entertaining, you're the only one I want to tell. The phrase, "ain't that a kick in the teeth" comes to mind. When others talk about you or ask about you, there's a strange stabbing feel in my stomach; I'm not sure whether it's grief or discomfort, but it hurts. It makes me uncomfortable and panicky. I've gotten quite good at concealing my emotions and burying them deep inside my casket; they don't reveal themselves even when I want them to. With everyday I fear I'm forgetting your voice, your looks and your smell. I can't remember much of either of those, but I have our memories. But due to my tendency to wipe them from my mind, they're starting to fade. I don't particularly miss you more or less today, it's constant. It's always constant.
I know this is what people always say about their parents who have passed away but you weren't just my mother, you were my best friend. I genuinely mean this. I had no friends, no social life or social tact for that matter; the only time I ever felt like myself, was when I was with you. Even your friends seemed to understand me, they treated me as their equal. Just like you did. I miss those times when we would go to the cinema and watch really bad films, or the times when we'd go food shopping and inevitably end up having a ball.
With you I also experienced my first heartbreak, but unfortunately you were not with me when the last piece fell.
Your illness wasn't as apparent as say, cancer, but it was still there. I can only think about how hard it was for you, living with your illness but it never pardoned you from doing what you wanted. You were always brave, honest and willing to enjoy life to the fullest and it kills me that you're not here right now. There's so much I want you to know about me. If I could tell you one thing, it's that I'm not happy yet, but I'm not finished. So much has improved and I'm finally discovering who I am and what I need to be doing with my life.
People always say to me, "your mother did a good job with you and your sisters" but that's not good enough. I want you here now. I want you to still be doing a good job. The universe certainly works in mysterious ways, and I'll never understand why it was you and not someone else's mother (which may sound severe but you won't understand unless you've lost a family member I guess). But like I said, I'm getting better. I'll never be complete, because you're not here and all I want is to be near to you. It's so sad that you weren't here for results day, my first day at sixth form, my seventeenth birthday and to know you won't be here when I turn eighteen. Or when I pass my driving test, when I have my first relationship, first break-up, when I receive my results and hopefully get accepted to university. You won't see me get married or have children if I decide to later in life. You won't be here when I get my first professional job. But now I'm learning to love myself and to grow up, and you did that. And until the day that I die, and maybe even after, I'll be wholly thankful. I miss and love you an unfathomable amount Mum. I just wish you were here with me. One day we'll be together again. My mother, my friend. Forever cherished in the cage of my heart. Happy mother's day xx

Yvonne Joyce Gibbons 22/12/1964 - 27/11/2008

Saturday, 2 April 2011

To New Beginnings

So today is Saturday and the weather is beautiful once again. And once again, I'm bound to this desk by pen and paper. This time, it's not coursework. Its revision. I know exactly what you're thinking, and especially if you're a student you'll be saying the exact same thing, "Oh no." It's about time I started revising, and for once I'm taking it seriously. Here, take a look:
The only men I'll ever need in my life.
And that's only for 2 topics of philosophy. I have a lot more to do, and for the ethics side of the course too. Then I have to make some diagrams for English lit (which will undoubtedly take forever), English lang and film studies. I should be done in about a decade. I finished school for Easter break on Friday, which took the form of own clothes day. I wore a t-shirt, jeans and obviously shoes. Head to toe in the world's finest, ASDA. You may laugh and scorn, but there are some bargains to be found in that emporium. Our final day in school finished at 12pm so Hannah, Emma, Lucy and I rode the bus to town where we spent around 2 hours shopping. I bought, "The L Shaped Room" by Lynne Reed Banks, which is brilliant so far. It's about a woman in pre-pill, pre-abortion Britain who falls pregnant and becomes victim to a vicious and prejudiced society. I'll blog more about it when I'm near completion. Also, my sister Laura purchased some Tulips for the kitchen which are just lovely. I love flowers, they're so beautiful. Here they are:
They looks best in red, yellow and purple/fuchsia I think.
That's all I have for you right now. I must get back to philosophy. The next topic is, "The Judeo-Christian Concept of God." Fun! Hope you're all having a wonderful week xx
I felt rough, but I still couldn't stop smiling. Your hopeful blogger :-)