dark angles, stupid posts, words to touch the soul and me Little Pandaa

dark angles, stupid posts, words to touch the soul and me Little Pandaa

Thursday 23 December 2010

The new improved tale of Christmas

Christmas holidays are here and you know what that means!! Alcohol, party's and sex! yes that's right the teens of our society are doing that at this very moment. So if every second a baby is born, in every two seconds a drunk student throws up. Merry Fucking Christmas! But for some people Christmas holidays can be seen as more of a depressing time. With all these late night party's going on, at least one person is going to feel the full wrath of other peoples Christmas spirits. 'But how can Christmas be bad!' I hear you cry. You want an example of how Christmas can be bad! then sit back, grab a mince pie and let me tell you a story of when a good Christmas goes bad!...

  Once upon a time there was a handsome young collage student called Tristan. He wasn't feeling in the Christmas mood at all and he was going through difficult times. Not even the thought of making ginger bread houses with his brother seemed to put a smile on his face. His friends noticed that he was down and decided why not have a party! Tristan was of course very happy, one because he knew he was going to get totally wasted and second because he hadn't been to on in over two days!
   So that frosty Christmas holiday night the gang set off on their adventures. Everything was going great. There was alcohol, everyone was laughing and Tristan was happy. The gang decided to go back to one of the other peoples houses as the mother of the boys house they were at had started getting edgy about having 5 drunk and rowdy male students, and 4 innocent young girls in her house, and she couldn't sleep because of the sound of one member of the gang throwing up all the time.
   So the adventure continued. Down the street, past the spar and up the road to one of the girls houses. Although Tristan was having fun, singing drunk versions of I whip my hair in the middle of town, something had started to change. It seemed like one of the guys had started ignoring him and by the time they had got to the second house and were having more drink, nearly all of them had stopped noticing he was there. Very soon Tristan was reduced to sitting in a corner as the others talked on about past memories and excluded him from all conversation.
   Of course Tristan was getting pretty fed up with all this and he found himself drifting back into the arms of depression. He plucked up some courage and spoke up. Making a witty and very funny joke about a statement one of the girls had said but as if like they were to stupid to understand they looked at him with eye brows raised. To save him self from loneliness he decided to text someone and found his fingers texting to his ex. He got up and walked out the room. They gang were so wrapped up in their own little world they didn't even see him leave the room.
    Once he was on his own, he started to get worried. Hoping that they would come in and welcome him back but no luck. After a half hour of texting and switching between rooms, he rang his ex. He told her the whole story of his Christmas nightmare and how he wished it would end. Of course she tried to cheer him up and make him smile his cute smile, which she missed so much. Although he was drunk and she was extremely tired and talked no sense he found himself feeling slightly happier. After an hour or two on the phone he bid her Goodnight and rejoined the gang.
   When he walked back in he found that they had all passed out naked on the floor. He threw up when he saw how disgusting their bodies were, he wondered how any parent could possibly live with a child that was that messed up on the outside and inside. He couldn't even tell which were the girls and which were guys. Tristan really wanted to go home but instead he curled up under a bed as far away as possible from the pile of naked bodies and went to sleep.
   In the morning he got out the house as soon as he could and ran away to the bus stop, for a quick get away. Once he was home, he though he could forget about his horrific night and just relax. He had a nice hot bath to rid of the stench of last night. After his bath he smelt amazing, just like he usually does and he decided to go on the laptop.
   The minute he logged on to Facebook he was met by a million messages from his so called 'friends'. These messaged consisted of lies and abuse. One of the girls started talking to him on msn and started making up lies of how he had called them cunts. Well Tristan was outraged! He had not only not called them cunts but he also had a witness to this, his ex who he had been on the phone to! The lies didn't stop there but the sluttiest girl called him a prick for calling them cunts and that they hadn't been ignoring him. Tristan fought back with sharp witted come backs and the power of the truth, but it was impossible for one guy to take on an army of sluts and fags no matter now amazing he is.
   The day slowly faded and so did the cleverness of Tristan's 'friends' arguments. They repeated the same thing against his many valid arguments and called him childish for standing up for himself. Tristan decided enough was enough so he told them to fuck off. They all had turned their backs on him so why the hell shouldn't he turn his back on them!
   This situation made something rise within him and claw at his insides. He started to wish he was dead....


   This is prime example of how Christmas can go bad but! at Christmas there is 'magic' in the air and with it it brings hope. No one is allowed to feel sad on Christmas! Its a rule that Santa himself made up and with it he hired ninjas to spread the Christmas spirit.

   Tristan was just about to turn the laptop off and give up all hope when suddenly he got a message from a ninja! who was in fact his ex! Tristan decided to stay on a little longer to see what she had to say. When he told her he wanted to die, her ninja powers took action and she first tried to make him laugh but this didn't work... She went through every happiness procedure in the Christmas ninja guide book but nothing seemed to work. so tired and frustrated she took off her ninja mask and spoke from her true self. And what do you know, it worked!
     She used her Ninja powers to find him some new friends for collage and showered him in a hundred billion Internets. And very soon he was making a ginger bread house with his brother. Now that's what I call a very merry Christmas.

Tristan is actually the most amazing person you could ever meet! These people in the story are total pricks that don't know what perfect is even if he's sat drinking with them. You can't be sad at Christmas and sluts and fags are nothing to get upset over. And in the words of Bob Marley, every little thing is gonna be alright.

And as our story concludes the fitting end to such a tale can only be!...
'They all lived happily ever after and Tristan was the winnrar!
 PandaPooh
     xXx

Tuesday 21 December 2010

Weeping Willow

The sun gently touched the hard ground, giving it a loving golden glow. The snow that had fallen in the cold night had wrapped the world in its icy grasp and frozen the heart of the world into a faded beat. Trees slept naked and cold under white blankets. Frozen tear drops clung to the weeping street lamps, who silently begged for the night to return. Confused birds started helplessly at frozen lakes, claimed by the weathers icy wrath. The sun rise bathed the sky in deep pinks and red. The backdrop for a lone figure standing by a dying tree, clutching a bunch of wilted yellow flowers.    In his heart he knew it was over and just like the trees drop their leaves he must drop her from his heart. He leaned against the rough skin of the tree, feeling it groan under his weight. How could forget her skin on his? her warmth next to him? the way he loved her? The list went on taking away more hope as it went. As far as he could see there was no light waiting for him. Nothing to revive his broken heart. No hope left. Only a bittersweet existence trapped in a life he no longer wanted.
   This young body was ready to rest. To lie in the frozen earth, hidden from the living. The aching grew in his bones and made him fall to his knees before the tree. The cold setting in his blood and winding its way to his shattered heart. He wanted to scream for help but saw no point. He welcomed death as he fell into its cloaked arms. His body fading into the dirt. Silent once more.
     The sun rose into the sky, scattering glitter on the snowy ground and making beads of sweat appear on snowmen faces. The world was now awake. A couple slowly walked through the glistening snow, holding hands and gently bumping into each other now and then. They stopped by the tree, staring at the small faded golden plaque nailed into its think skin. The man read aloud 'The lone lover who lost his love to another, rests under this tree' The woman when as white as the snow and pulled him on. 'Lets go' she whispered 'Its freezing out here' The man took on last look at the tree and slowly walked on.
   Twilight fell onto the land, hiding the sun for the night. A light wind picked up and a gentle dusting of snow drifted from the dimming sky. A dying tree stood alone. A golden plaque nailed through its heart, encrypted with its soul and a bunch of wilted yellow flowers hung from its arms. lightly swaying in the wind.
PandaPooh
     xXx

Friday 3 December 2010

Condemned by law?

I now this doesn't follow my usual pattern of random stories and poems but It just has to be said! I'm afraid if your reading this you are going to be subject to one of my rants. And the even worse thing is that this rant is about the Government! Sorry once again but I can't stand for this injustice!

    I am sickened to keep hearing this news of the utter betrayal of Nick Clegg against the young generation. I couldn't believe what I was hearing! This man before he came into power promised that university fees would not go up. Its clear to see that Nick Clegg is but a lap dog of David Cameron now, as he agreed to the uni fees increasing to a staggering height.
   I hoped that after the recent violent rioting he would see sense and disagree, keeping his pre-election promises, but none prevailed. seeming almost blinded by power he shook off the shouts of 'Judus' from outside his window and carried on pushing the knife into the pockets of young adults. taking back what you say could be seen as weakness but in this case I'm sure many people would see it as a light in this darkness. If Clegg took back his agreement, sure it wouldn't just be that everyone loved him again. People will hate him but not as much as they hate him now. He could be know as the guy that held further education over the cliff, or the guy that threw further education into the murky waters never to be seen again for most un-rich hard working adolescents.
    It seems to me that is so called 'coalition' government is just all the same now! Nick Clegg has become on of them, you can paint it anyway but its all just Tory in that place now. Its almost as if the government is part of a horror movie where of course David Cameron would be the psychotic deranged ring leader of the horrors and Clegg mealy a pet, a monster of Cameron's making. But this film wouldn't scare the young children in the audience but the young adults with empty pockets.
     Its not just this stupidly pointless university fee's thing that's annoying me. Its the whole friggin' system! Its unjust and is making the rich richer and the poor poorer. The young adults we need to replace the people of an older generation are going to be in debt right after uni! Its your own doing if your sick and need a qualified doctor because there won't be any! and it serves you right for doing all of this. Your killing the country, bringing it to its knees and slicing its neck open. Letting its raging stream of cash flow into your open arms.
   I hear now that EMA is being cut! why? tell me that! is the future generation that unimportant that your cutting survival off for them? We need that money! how are people doing collage courses going to earn money when they have no time for a job? Its not like they can ask for money from their parents who don't earn a thing but benefits! You say that you know what your doing is for the best, but your lying! How can you stand there in your posh houses with wads of cash piled high and tell me, you know what were going through! Your not the one who has to survive on on less than £90 a week. whats the answer? Starve to death? Oh yes if you don't eat for the next three years you might just be able to pay half of your uni fees. You know what! Fuck you! I'm not going to stand here and watch you kill us all! You know NOTHING! about the way most of your country live all you see is rich people and disposable lives! I may be be poor and you would probably say stupid as well but you know what! I can't be that stupid because I can see that your running this country into the ground!
   Ohhh and that reminds me about this thing about school education changing. Are you serious? are you actually joking me? Giving kids one huge test instead of small ones is a fucking ridiculous idea! No one can learn all of the GCSE syllabus for one exam it's impossible! Its bad enough that the rules of the English GCSE has changed but this would kill you exam results once and for all. The reason your doing this is because GCSE results aren't up to scratch, you said. Do you really think that one massively long exam with all the work for two years crammed into it is going to give you better results than separate exams for separate sections of the syllabus? If your answer to that is yes then I recommend you go back to school and try that for your self.
   This government makes me sick! I reckon most people could do a better job than you and most of those people would POOR PEOPLE! you know just because someone doesn't have that much money doesn't mean there not smart. I recommend you go see some of the people's lives your going to destroy before you take the final blow of upping fees, cutting EMA and totally obliterating education for future generations. You might just see that some of the people you have condemned actually would do well in life if you gave them a chance.
    anyways I've wasted enough breath about this issue. Heed my words carefully or face the whole country's uproar. I definitely wouldn't be one of the people sticking up for you. if you make the bed then you lie in it. Finally Nick Clegg your not in control no matter what he told you, you have about as much power as a sheep in a wolf's mouth, I'm afraid its too late to save your self now, but please don't make us pay for your mistakes. David Cameron. In plain I hate you. I think your a vile, unpleasant man who needs to learn about the modern age. If I ever had the unfortunately to meet you, I just could not refrain from slapping your disgusting face. I would hope it might give you a bit of sense, as its clear you don't have any of that at the moment. As for the people who are fighting against the government I raise my hat to you, don't give up what your fighting for. Fight for yourselves, the ones to scared to fight, fight for every injustice that they will bring down upon us, and fight for the children that are yet to enter this unfair world and feel its fire burn them. we shall yet be pushed aside for them to clam our money and lives. stand tall and hate, and do what you will with your hatred. They deserve what they get!