Showing posts with label Lies. Show all posts
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25 April, 2016

More scarves




Gotta love dem winter wear! And who wouldn't? Except people that don't like scarves in general I suppose. Or if they have a scarf allergy D: Let's share a moment of silence for such poor souls... Scarf allergies are no matter to laugh at. I used to not like scarves, back when I was a dumb snot-nosed kid. But don't you worry, I got better! I can't wear gloves though. They press in between your fingers like they own the place and touching paper while wearing them is pure torture! That awful sound and feeling of cotton against paper sends shivers down my spine just thinking about it. Not to mention those "One size fits all" lies - SOME OF US HAVE BIGGER HANDS DAMMIT! I never understood such blatant disregard for larger hands. Nor did I get gloves that fit me without riding up my fingers, that was my biggest issue. Gloves suck.
My pillows like scarves too!

YES TO SCARVES!
NO TO GLOVES!
YES TO SCARVES!
NO TO GLOVES!

Chants are great... Join me! We'll form an angry mob against gloves. Get y'er pitchforks and torches here! Cheap bulk price!

If you happen to like gloves, please consider the negative effects they have on the environment. There are probably toxic fumes that will be released into the air when you realise they suck and need to be burnt. Just a waste of material that could've been used in the production of more scarves...

Some of you are probably wondering why I suddenly love scarves. Well! I'm glad you asked! I really disliked them growing up, since the material pushes your hair in uncomfortable directions and restricts your neck movement if it's bound too tightly. But around a month ago a cold front passed through which made me wonder how I'd walk to work without dying or losing fingers to the frost. So I dug my scarf out of the draw that it's inhabited for the last few years and surrendered my neck to its warm embrace. I've been hooked ever since. So long story short, I don't know - I just like to wear them now. They still feel uncomfortable on my hair and I have to loosen their death-grip on my throat once in a while but I like 'em regardless.
For Jess by special request

Perhaps understanding my sudden love of scarves shall bring me ever closer to finding the meaning of life... Otherwise why would I be writing about them? That must be it. I'm sure I'll figure it out soon. Hopefully it's nothing as simple as wanting to be different.

Yours in writing
Benjamin's Scarf

30 July, 2015

Mr. Benjamin's less amazing sing-along blog in written format

This was a triumph!


I'm making a note here, huge success.


It's hard to over state my satisfaction.


EVERYBODY SING ALONG! I'm just joking, I'll stop that now :P
Oki-doki! Let's talk about dental hygiene! Now kids, always remember to brush your teeth twice a day and floss! I flossed once... It was strange and I know I really should be doing it more often, but I don't want to. But at least I brush my teeth in the morning :D and I really should brush them at night too :/ Okay I admit I'm not a very good role model for dental hygiene. At least I have cake! Fortunately for me I've always had strong teeth, but as I learnt with my recent dental check-up, they aren't invulnerable. I got one filling done and have 2 to go, and my ironically stupid wisdom teeth don't care that there's not enough space for them to occupy :( Little ass-holes -_-

On that note, why is it so expensive to get a tooth removed? You're paying good money to have someone remove a part of your body. If it's an organ you get bundles of cash! I bet it's just because they're not re-usable. But what if they were? I'm sure someone out there would be delighted to have a full set of wisdom teeth put in, it's not like they have cavities :P I am currently picturing the reactions of my entire family as they try to imagine having a strangers' teeth in their mouth... Bwahahahaha!

So speaking of teeth, my girlfriend's dad is a dentist! I briefly considered asking him to do my dental work for me, but no. Not happening. You find things out about people that have your life in their hands, sometimes those things are painful. If he doesn't like me, I'd most likely experience a lot of pain from him working in my mouth- well, more pain than usual... Too risky!

Insert subtle change of topic here:

Dinosaurs!
Dinosaurs...
Okay I don't want to talk about dinosaurs. Meh.
Let's talk about beauty! (I know it's just me talking but when I say "let's", what I mean is that I'll talk about it and you can pretend we're having a conversation in your head on the matter whilst you read this. Just make sure I don't say anything stupid when you're pretending to talk to me -_-)

They say beauty is skin deep, but that's not what comes to mind when I call someone beautiful. To me, a beautiful person has more than just a pretty face. If someone looks like a super model and treats another person badly, I won't like them, nor will I consider them beautiful. On the other hand, if I meet someone that doesn't have conventional features whom is kind to others, accepting and loyal, I will literally see them as more beautiful the more I get to know them. It's truly amazing how much your perception changes with an altered mind-set!

Believe me, I am still alive!

I lied about the cake :( I have none.
Until next time ;)

Benjamin, OUT!