I Like Happy Endings.

I like the warm fuzzy feeling.

I like the hero to beat the villain 

i want the knight to beat the monster.

That is how it should be. 

I know how childish this sounds but its a hope i hold onto with dear life. 

A blog for Whoever - Beautiful South Inspired blog.

I write to you this post from the bottom of my heart .
I write this for you in the posts, i take my time to create.
i write about you because, you put me in my rightful place 
And I love the stories that you tell and are part of in my life. 

I wrote so many Blogs about you 
I Just forget to add your name . 

Where the lines overlap / 50 shades of grey

Now I've always been the guy who has made mistakes and dozen stupids things but I honestly able to say I have done it for the right reasons. 

Looking through my admittedly average grades and school reports, the teachers always have the same things to say, a well balanced individual, a good role model for others, a model student, a credit to the school etc etc etc. 

I never understood why I could be mediocre student and a credit to the school in she same breath. 

It's because all in all its not about your grades in the long run but who you are as a person and the way you handle situations and behave towards other human beings. 

I've always been one to do the right thing and follow the rules but I've always bent the rules or covered and helped others as long at the end of the day I can but my hand on my heart and have said I've done the right thing, by me. 

But thing is I've always thought tattoos were a stupid idiotic thing to do, but because of Jenna and Liam, I find myself wanting one.

I've always thought drinking was a waste of time, but find myself drunk with friends more often then not on a night out.

Playing video games was geeky and unsociable 

Now I'm applying to be press at the biggest geek conference in England 

The black and white of right and wrong that I tried to separate myself from and forge my own lines I now know to be relative, and more that that.

There appears to be 50 different shades of grey.

how should a guy ask out a girl, or even know that she finds him remotely attractive?

i always thought flirting and it to be quite obvious but more often then not i find myself in relationships and not knowing how i got there?

i really would appreciate if i could get some help on the matter.

Focused effort.

i want to blog but i dont know what about, ill ponder this and will work it out.

who are you?

This is going to be an deep so stay with me on this one.

Who are you? 

We could go down a deep and long road about self confidence and being true to yourself.

But that's not what this is about.

This is inspired by this blog 

http://jesscleaves.blogspot.co.uk/2013/07/everyone-has-their-own-doctor-who.html

Everyone has their own doctor, 

Everyone has relationships that boils down to that person being:

A Savior, 

A Guardian Angel, 

A Nemesis, 

A Brother, 

A Sister, 

A Companion, 

A Guardian or Protector

A Enemy 

A Rival (this doesn't always have negative aspects to the relationship)

A Hero 

A Villain

A Jester 

A Wizard

There are many more i could name. 

Human beings always consider and evaluate these people, care about the people they love hate the people who hurt them. But rarely think. what am i to these people.

I am clumsy, reckless, and caring. This means i take a great deal of time looking after i care about but i have risked myself more times then i care to count, it is not some, I sacrifice myself for my friends, its a ill push my luck. 

one night a few years ago i was riding my motorbike home after a night out at a family friends house, in France. It was dark, foggy and on country roads with high hedgerows. I had been riding my motorcycle for little over a month and it was impossible to see where any junctions were because despite it being a "main road" in rural France? there is no street lights, just my single headlight and the distant brake lights of my parents car in the distance (I was trying to follow them home)

Now I have no reasonable explanation of what happened next, i heard a noise, a shout/scream i don't know what. But the shock of what i heard forced me to slam to a halt. The cold of the night pierced through me for the three seconds of silence followed by the roar of a lorry as it blasted past a junction unseen through the fog mere feet away from me. i was terrified, as i rode the remainder of the way home.

I don't know why that happened. but i can name of people on my left hand who called me in tears because they had nightmares of me being hurt even dead. There was a connection of some sort with them.

I always have no fear when about to do something that could be potential dangerous because till recently, genuinely believed i was made for something bigger, or even to do something great. 

Im not sure anymore. 

I hope to be peoples Doctor, Guardian Angel, Protector, Jester, Companion.

To others,

Im the enemy. Villain.

And i hope one day ill become the hero.

So i ask all these brilliant people who read this, comment. What am i to you? or more importantly.

Who Are You? 

To Others?

The wall...

...of kingdoms.

Actually its the wall of my bedroom, but Wall Of Kingdoms Sounds like much cooler. 

My Wall.

This Wall has many different things on it, the rule is I'm not suppose to spend any money in shops to purchase items that then go directly onto the wall.

This means either i haven paid for the posters myself and bought for me or that they have been free.

I appreciate friends giving me things as a "memento" that represents them or us as a relationship. 

There are a few "loopholes" 

I can buy material to make something to go onto the wall. 

My Paintings For Example

Now the memento's are often triggers that then represent someone or a certain day.

Like A Day At A Gallery

Or A Double Feature With An Old Friend

Other Times its something of importance or significance like a acceptance letter confirming i have passed my first year or university. i also have my first piece of post from living here, some mementos of old dates, places I've been, people I've met.

Other times its just stuff i liked, or from old friends or new friends or just generally STUFF.

The Most Important part of this wall is its me. Who i am and who matters to me, what matters to me. 

Its Me.