The Comeback

I gave up on this blog a few months ago as it’s in my nature to only succeed at beginnings. However… Times are ‘a changing (HALLELUJAH) and it’s time for a comeback. I’ve been stuck the past few days on what to write and even whilst typing this now I’m still not sure on what is to follow. Having read back on previous posts for some sort of ‘Finspiration’™; I noticed that I never really went into a new post with anything set in stone. For me, writing is a way to express myself in a platform that speech prohibits. I’m not exactly an intelligent person – as a good friend of mine previously stated: “I know a little about a lot.”. – This does limit me from some in-depth conversations from time-to-time. However, we are in charge of our own front.

When I was a young boy I often questioned who I was; who I was meant to be and who I should never become. At the ripe old age of 18, I ask myself the same 3 questions.

Who is Finn?… Well I still don’t know the bloody answer. Not many of us do I suppose. I have a lot of paradoxical traits which lead me to confusion. An example of this would be introversion and extroversion. Most people are either an introvert or an extrovert, that just seems to be the way it is. However, I can identify with both. A hybrid of sorts. I can be in the thick of a crowd but still mentally observe from the sideline. I’ve touched on my confidence in previous posts and it is still a harrowing issue in my life. Do I really perceive myself in such a different way than others? In my mind this can’t be true. The worst part of low self-confidence is having a good day. It makes you question everything you thought you knew about your physical self. How can I go from feeling so disgusting and unloved to looking at myself and feeling like I’m not this hideous monster? One day I can look at myself topless and feel like a muffin fresh out of the oven; on another I can feel like I’m in completely different skin. Recently I have been determined to join the gym but I refuse to go alone on my first couple of visits. It sounds pathetic but I have created this mental block for myself and only a gym buddy can fix it. I know that I can do it though.

Who am I supposed to be? Well I’ve learned the answer to this and it’s very simple. I can only be myself – warts ‘n all (thankfully I have no warts). There’s no point trying to be something you’re not because your roots will only grow stronger and eventually while you’re trying to be this beautiful rose, your real inner flower will be like “Hey, wtf man… you’re not a rose. I am not letting this happen. Come back here young man or I’ll ground you!” (my inner flower is an angry old lady by the way).

Who should I never become? Anyone but myself because that’s just not healthy.

I’ve felt myself get very lazy as of late. Recently, someone has came into my life who has been helping me get through this. They encouraged me to start writing again and they have persisted that I eat healthily and join the gym. The nicest thing is that they only do this because they see what makes me unhappy. They see the potential I have and for a guy like me that’s something to cherish.

I hope to continue with this blog as it benefits me in many different ways. I have an interview next month for a writing course so hopefully this helps me prepare.

For this was another pointless post by maraudingminds.

Liebster Award… I don’t get it…

Liebster award!

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Hey y’all. Sorry that I haven’t posted in a few days but I’ve had a lot on my mind and a lot of stuff to do.

Anyway, I’ve been nominated for a ‘Liebster award’. Sorry everyone but I didn’t even know what that was… awkys. As far as I’m aware, there are different Liebster awards and I was nominated by http://waywardwritings.wordpress.com/ for the new blog award – thanks btw :). I have to answer the 11 questions that person sent me. So, here it goes…

  1. What is your favourite season, and why? My favourite season is probably Autumn. I like it when there’s a mild heat that doesn’t bother me and the wind is blowing like a low setting on a vent – what is this? a fucking novel or something. Halloween is also my favourite season special.

2. How do you like your eggs done? I like my eggs fertilised. No? OK…Scrambled eggs can be good. Egg soldiers can also be good. I’m not a big fan of the yolk though.

4. What are you good at? I’m particularly crafty in the art of humiliating myself. I’m not sure to be honest. I’m not that good at anything. I think I’m ok-ish at writing – or at least I’d like to think so. I’m also very good at being lazy and staying in bed watching films.

5. Favourite Christmas special on TV? What does this even mean? Like movie or an Eastenders Christmas special type of thing haha? I’ll just say Home Alone or something.

6. Name a random hobby. This blog I suppose.

7. Do you collect anything? I have a bad habit for hoarding receipts and tickets.

8. Name one thing or type of thing that you always have to buy, but know you don’t need.
Junk food, cigarettes, alcohol… Wait, who am I kidding? Of course I need all of these things. I do need to quit the junk food though!

9. Favourite scent?  CHIC for men by Caroline Herrera or Paco Rabanne One Million.

10. Pumpkin spice lattes: yay or nay?  I’ve never had one but it’s so “Hey Tiffany, do you want me to order your pumpkin spice latte? They’re really hawwwt” which makes me love it somehow. J’adore white girl USA.

11. Mac or PC? Mac even though I’ve never had one. They turn me on.

That’s that. I’m not nominating anyone else because I don’t know anyone and I don’t want to go through a hassle of finding people. #AprilLudgateForLife

It’s my holiday 😴

Greetings. I know that I haven’t posted in a couple of days so just keeping you all in the loop. I can’t remember where I left you but it’s been a sort of stressful week as far as Finn weeks go. I’ve had a lot of college work to deal with and I’ve been working at this toy shop which is sort of scary. Although, I’m slowly getting used to it and I’m even getting to grips with working the dreaded touchscreen tills. Fair enough if it was “that’s £5 please… And here’s your change.” But, no. I have to worry about things like ‘add ons’, online ‘click and collects’ and a bunch of other scary stuff. I feel like such an idiot sometimes haha. I’m also working tomorrow from 12-4 which is peak time. It is also a Saturday at the beginning of a school holiday which means it’s going to be absolutely mobbed! Can I handle it? Probably not. But I’ll sure as hell give it the good old college try – if that’s even the right saying… Sorry; I’m sadly not American. It’s been a good week for television as my favourite show ‘American Horror Story’ has returned for its fourth series which is sub-titled: Freakshow. It was f*cking amazing and if you watched it then you might like to know that so far Bette and Dot are my favourites and of course the queen of AHS herself, Jessica Lange who plays the German, Elsa Mars. If you haven’t watched it then you either need to start or you need to get away from this blog right now you cretin. ‘Bad Girls Club’, the American reality show also made its final return. For those of you who don’t know, it’s a show in which a bunch of self-titled “bad girls” live in a mansion together. It’s even better than it sounds. It’s also hard to explain for people who don’t get that culture. Today I have started watching ‘Parks and Recreation which is freakin’ hilarious. I do not know why I hadn’t clicked on to this show until now – all thanks to a meme I saw on Instagram. Amy Poehler and Aubrey Plaza are hilarious and I’ve been in genuine stitches every episode so far! I’ve also redeveloped my problem for sleeping through alarms which has seen me in 2 hours late to college this morning. I think I need to invest in a genuine alarm. Perhaps one that pours water over me and beats me to liveliness. Also, while it’s still in my head; does anyone else get disgustingly embarrassed at the thought of people hearing you sing?

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Stats are rats

It’s early morning and I’m not fully functioning just yet. However, I’m functioning well enough to realise the stats on this are wrong. Before I went to sleep last night I had about 5 likes on a new post yet it was still saying that I had only accumulated 3 views even though it was posted on the same day. So, when I woke up I checked again and I had beat my record with 7-ish likes on my post, yet somehow only had 5 overall views… How about no?
For this was another pointless post by maraudingminds🔮

A mask, a task and an overall fail.

Hello. I know that I said I’d write a post today/yesterday (it’s just after midnight) about my first day of work but I know it will be long and I’ve left it too late. I have college in the morning so I need to be up early. However, if I don’t post anything then I would be letting myself down.

So last night I set myself a few tasks to be done today/yesterday/you know what I mean. First of all, I needed to go to the bank to change my address and get a new card as my current one has expired and I don’t know if I’ll get paid on it. Secondly, I had to finish my assessment that was due a week ago. And last of all I had to write up a couple more posts to go on here.
Well, well, well… Typical me managed to more or less fail all of my tasks. I thought the bank shut at half 5 but I sadly arrived at 5:01 just as it was shutting. Once I went to finish the last part of my assessment, I am added to a group chat made up of my classmates in which everyone is discussing the new assessment. Now bare in mind that I didn’t know this new assessment even existed – let alone that it’s due for tomorrow. So now I have something new to stress about, and the fact that every single person in the chat is saying how impossible it is doesn’t help either.
What would a normal person do in this situation?
Probably sit themselves down, study the shit out of the assessment and then try and get it started.
What would I do in this situation?
Well, in typical Finn fashion I let myself get distracted, start messing about, forget about my original assessment – which I managed to finish later on – and end up playing a game of chappy/ding dong ditch/chap door run/whatever you call annoyingly knocking at a door then running away. Yes, my childish self manages to persuade my flatmates to join in too. All of our attempts fail and no one even answers as we watch through the peephole, mimicking – or reliving – our younger selves. As that failed I weirdly suggest that we write funny death threats to leave at our neighbours doors. Again, no one answers. So, we end up moulding a mask made of tin foil to my face and changing my attire to ‘ski resort robot serial killer chic’ to try and scare passers by. This was also a fat fail. We retire to our boudoirs, time passes by and now here I am. I still have tomorrow to do my assessment though which isn’t too bad. I also forgot to mention my many memory attacks that I incurred today. Memory attacks, you ask?…
I can’t remember, sorry.
For this was another pointless post by maraudingminds G’night 🙈🔮🌃

Bed time

Hello. It’s around 4am and I’m about to try that thing called sleep as I have my first day of work tomorrow at half 3 and I’m pretty nervous about it. I’ve been listening to Sam Smith’s album The Lonely Hour. It’s quite impressive. I can remember when I first heard Sam Smith’s songs ‘La La La’ and ‘Money On My Mind’, I absolutely detested the man. However, when ‘Stay With Me’ came out, despite not liking it at first, I grew to love it. Then when I heard ‘I’m Not The Only One’ I loved the guys music. His voice and style is very different to most male artists out there. Anyway, the point is that not everything is as it seems to begin with so don’t judge things too quickly. This was by far my worst post so far.
Another pointless post by maraudingminds.

Tidying and Tescoing

Hello all earth creatures. I’m back again with my second post and soon enough you’ll realise that I have no real flow when it comes to writing. I can’t stick to the same ‘style’ one might say and it might even seem like another person writing at times – or maybe it is – *X-Files tune*. Also, one of the reasons that I’ve started writing again is so that I don’t forget how to. It’s been a while and I can already tell that some of my grammar, punctuation bladibla has slipped.

Anyway, some of you may be wondering why this is titled ‘Tidying and Tescoing’… Well that is because earlier today I tidied my room and later today I am making a trip to Tesco. Simple dimple nipple slipple homedawg. I didn’t properly wake up until some time between 2 and 3 which I suppose is pretty bad but I’ve always had a complicated relationship with my sleep pattern. I woke up feeling all groggy and mehhhhh and my suitcase was lying on the floor with clothes all around it, their were sheets and receipts scattered all about the place and I seem to have a habit of forgetting to take mugs and dishes back to the kitchen. So, I got out of bed and powered through it all macho style. I slumbered out of bed and lay around my own filth for a while, contemplating the days tasks or potentially lack of. I craved a cup of coffee and a bowl of Alpen but I could hear my two mid-twenty Iraqi flatmates in the kitchen talking in a language that I will probably never understand. And as nice as they are, I just wasn’t ready to walk in with some sloppy t-shirt, boxers and greasy bed hair at 3pm making awkward conversation and shimmying around them to the cupboard and kettle. I mean, some of the more positive people out there in the world may have said “HEY FINN! GET SHOWERED, GET DRESSED AND HAVE AN A-OK START TO THE DAY!” but I’m much more of an “I’ll do it later” type of guy. As I couldn’t have my coffee & cereal, I decided to start tidying my room; picking up, folding and putting away clothes, binning the rubbish, hoovering etc. After all of that was done, I opened up my laptop and was reminded of this blog. At this point my flatmates were still in the kitchen so I couldn’t take my dishes through just yet and the shower seemed pointless until those dishes were cleaned – LOGIC – so I decided that in good faith I should top up this blog which led me to where I am now.

Now on to the Tesco part…

After I have done the dishes, made my breakfast, had my post-coffee cigarette, showered and gotten ready, I shall make my way through the treacherous city centre to the nearest Tesco. I don’t particularly want to make this trip but whilst the other two of my flatmates have been away this weekend and I have been moping about feeling sorry for myself, a carton of Tesco’s own chocolate milk and a Cadbury’s Flake yoghurt mysteriously disappeared from the fridge – IF YOU ARE READING THIS TIA… I AM SORRY. I CAN’T HELP MY FAT AND GREEDY WAYS. IF YOU AREN’T READING THIS TIA… HAHAHAHAHA YOU WILL NEVER KNOW OF MY TREACHERY AND SIN! – they come back tomorrow though and I have a busy first day of work planned so today seems to be the only appropriate time to take action.

So, this was another pointless post by maraudingminds 🙂 G’day!

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