Dear Ashton...

To those who know what film i've recently watched, you can tell that's an obvious rip-off of the new love-tragedy Dear John. I can guarantee that, right about now, you're subconciously calling me "Gay" or "Faggot" for watching such a cliche chick-flick, however, i'm gonna stand my ground here and announce that it is actually a really good film. It has excellent character development, a nice story and, most of all, is actually fantastic at portraying emotions. As it currently stands, there have been 3 shows/films that have managed to reduce ol' heartless Ashton to even shed a tear. Those three have been: Asuma's death in Naruto Shippuuden, that was a heart-wrenching scene; the dog's death in I. Am. Legend., obviously that was upsetting 'cause that was (What's'his'name's) only friend and he had to kill him; and finally, John's dad's death in Dear John, which, as soon as i saw it, i was quite literally crushed by it. So, on this factor alone, you can see why i've ranked this film with high regards: 'Cause it fantastically portrays emotions throughout it.
Aah well, that's about as much as i can pull from this blog post, so, without further ado, i bid thee farewell. G'byeee anonymous reader xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Oh my, yes.

Wow, 9 months since my last blog post. I do say though, the last 9 months have been fantastic as far as college life is concerned: Met a shed-load of new people, got to know them, enjoyed their company, i just love it. However, i must say that my lessons are rather piss-takey - They're either filled with twatish class members or a twatish teacher, so not the most desirable form of education.

Now then, on to the more pressing matter: The love life. As with all previous blog posts (On both blogs), there's been a section, or an entire blog post on my ever failing love life, and hell, guess what?! Nothing's changed :'D. I still find myself in the endless cycle where i meet someone new, realise they're actually an awesome person, really start to like them, only to be told to either piss off or that they simply aren't looking for a boyfriend at the moment and, to be frank, i'm getting quite sick of it. On a multitude of occaisions, i've come oh so very close to completely giving up on any hope of a love life, convincing myself that i'm actually unlovable. Thankfully, a few close friends, namely Danny and Kim, have pulled me out of that little rut and lined me up for another 9 months of disappointment and rejection, one of which i can guarantee won't be far off with the way i'm acting.

Aah well, i'll just pride my lifestyle on the phrase "You can't win 'em all" and continue to let my ego take a battering for my own philosophical sake.
'Til next time bbz xxxxxxx