Online gaming, and rage!

Well I thought about this one last night, whilst I was playing modern warfare 3 on the xbox.

I was playing domination on lockdown, and i was quick-scoping and I thought having a positive K/D with about 10 kills above my deaths, I was doing quite well. Untill i finished that game, went on to the theatre to record and save some clips of that game to show off to my mates, and imn the middle of that Ireceived a message from a random gamer so I thought I would read it and see what he had to say.

I was very surprised about what there was in the message, to the point I actually started to laugh out loud and had the friend I was talking to in private chat ask me what I was laughing at. Well take a quick look at this clip that I took from my xbox and the message and profile of one certain gamer that didn't seem to like how I was playing.

This then got me thinking, over the years I have playerd on consoles and played online and got stressed, how many time have i threatened someone with something like this, and so uncalled for? Never! Never once have I ever threatened to hack somebodies account or anything like that.

When I get stressed I subconciously just rage quit the game, its now a force of habbit that I cant get out of doing, very rarely shout or scream at some one, and never threaten them, for me Xbox Live has the submit player reviews and file complaints features for a reason, and I myself are just one to the many that actually use these two features as they should be.

How about you guys? Let me know how you deal with players that annoy you, leave comments below.

Funerals - Happy or Sad?

Today, I write this in a fairly raw and emotional state.

My family and I have just got back home after attending my Grandfathers funeral.

They to me, are something I have always tried to avoid, no matter who the person was, and how I knew them, I tried to always avoid a funeral.

I avoided them for the one reason, that I see myself as a fairly Alpha male, one not to show emotion other than anger or just to show I am just content. Today for me was not only a sad day, but very liberating!

It has now been about a week and a half since my grandfather suddenly passed away, and after just over a week, we had nearly all gotten back to our regular working and happy selves, to have a day of depression and rememberance dawn upon us. As we all walked into the chapel, we all were silent, walking with our heads down looking no further than where our feet were leading us.
Right up untill the moment we heared the beloved childrens song Bob the builder being played, where as soon as we all clocked it, had a quick chuckle then back to the mourning we were there for.


The Vicor started to talk and spoke about my grandfather but, it was strange, he spoke of him as he knew him, and spoke of him with serenity and cheer. I first thought how could he do this, how could he see the passing of my grandfather to be a time of cheer. My sister then went up to read a poem, and the poem I think was called "He lived" and in it were a few lines that stuck with me, and it may not have cheered me up straight away, but they did deffinately put my mind at ease and comfort me. One line i remember well went something like "will you be sad that I have died, or happy that I lived" which settled me to know that, even though he is now gone, not to sit and dwell on what I have lost, but to sit back and let us all remember fond and happy memories we all had with each other and him.
So when the service was over, we all headed back to the pub, and not mourned the death of a loved one, but sat back and drank my grandfathers favourite drink, with a toast to his name and just reminisced over the memories we had of him, mostly laughing at him not with him, which settled us all, and after the night was done, even my grandmother walked away with nearly a smile on her face to remember what a joy her late husband was to be with.


So what I ask to you is, do you attend funerals, and how you act at one, do you sit in the corner and mourn the death of a family member or friend, or do you start to mingle and talk and meet new friends reminiscing and talking about the wonderful life of a dear friend? Leave your thoughts and comments below...

Money, respecting it, and your parents

Well this was going to be a post about rich kids, but during writing, my tone, and feeling changed more towards my own life, and my parents and how they helped me, by bringing me up to respect money, and what I have and how I have gotten it. The rest I will leave as it was written, as I thought about it, and how the words just hit they keys. to see the change in mood and thought, and how I began to realise how lucky I really am to have the family I have, and what I have been taking for granted for so many years....

I for one, come from a family which I wouldn't say was too well off, both my parents worked near enough dead end jobs to make ends meet, they scrimped and saved to give all three of us the best they could, and in my opinion, they did it perfectly well.
I have been brought up to see money as a privilage, not a right. Which is true down to the letter.
We were always told if we wanted something to wait untill birthdays or christmas, which when I was younger, I thought was terribly cruel, why would your parents make you wait for something you wanted so badly, you almost needed?
Well at the still young and tender age of 22, I thank my parents greatfully!
I myself have now been working for nine years, I started my first job at the age of thirteen, just doing a paper round, and as much as I hated the job itself, I loved the benefits it reeked.
I could now save my wages and buy that new game I wanted, or go out and see friends and go to the cinema without having to go and beg my parents to give me "just £5" I could just go out and spend.
So from that age I learnt more about money and its uses and how much things actually cost and how hard people had to actually work for what they had, or did they have to work?
I still walk around to this day, and most likely for many years to come, not looking down on people without money, but actually down on young people whose parents have money, for the one reason, these kids will never learn the true value of money!
They have new cars bought for them, designer clothes, the best phones, televisions, laptops and the list could go on, because they do nothing more than ask mum and dad.
I have to admit, I may still live at home with my parents, and yes I do pay rent, and also pay the full bill for the internet, but I love to look back and see what I actually have and what I can show for my achievements to what I have done.
This computer I am blogging on, I bought every part myself, also assembled it and installed windows myself, the 42" tv I use as a monitor, I bought myself, but I will admit, at times I did have help from my parents, but only help, not hand outs.

My first car, my parents were great to all three of their children, there was no obligation to do this, but out of the goodness of their own hearts, they made a deal.
We pay for ourselves to learn to drive, we book and pay for our tests, and we buy our first cars, but they would help get us on the road with paying for the most expensive part, the first year of insurance.
Now this was help, and a bloody good needed bit of help too, the freedom of the car meant better jobs further away from home, hell they even gave me as a joint christmas and birthday present a sum of money that helped towards a brand new car that I lusted over for two years, and with that help I can now drive around in a car that I know I am paying for each month and I have GREAT satisfaction in knowing, although I had help, im doing the rest on my own.
So I appreciate the car, and what it is worth so much more than some one having their parents pay for the lot from the car, to insuring it, to even putting fuel in the tank.
On top of that, the way I see all of this help from my parents, not only do I have great ambition to go out and do well in the world and my field of jobs to give myself a greater and brighter future, I would love to someday, walk into my parents house and give them a sum of money as a repayment to say thank you for all their hard work and effort they put into raising me, my brother and sister.

So for any body who has a "bad life" look back at what you have, how you have gotten it, and think. Can you sit back in your chair, or go to sleep at night knowing, no matter how hard it still is, or has been, are you satisfied with what you have and how you have gotten it, and where were your parents through it all, were they giving you all handouts, were they helping you, or were they just merely sitting back and watching you make the same mistakes they made?

Boredom, what's your medicine?

Well, for me boredom sets in quite often. I work a fair amount of hours so never bored there, but when you finally get those much cherished days off, you find your friends are working, and there is no one to actually go and meet up with like you were hoping. So what do you go and do on that very special cherished day, called a day off?

For me a day off with no one to go and catch up with or hang out with will usually consist of a few mundane tasks of which usually sets my boredom off, only to get worse.....

What do I do, you ask? Well i would usually do the usual, tidy up a bit, grab some food, then what ever else needs doing, clean the car, a bit of shopping ect.... so that near enough bores me already.
I mean, what kind of bloke actually enjoys shopping, even food shopping?
So i finally have some time to chill and do what I please. Normally this ritual would start off with turning on the computer and checking my emails and social updates on facebook and youtube, then heading off to the xbox to play some games. which then turns the dull boredom into one of two things, a downwards spiral of even more boredom leading to an early night, or a fantastic session of gameplay with a few friends on the other end of a mic, which could lead to being part of a great youtube video. Although usually it turns out to be the former, just a downwards spiral of boredom.
Of course you may be wondering why I don't try something different, like watch tv or play another game, but I try and it just doesn't seem to fill the same viod.
Just play the same games with the same people, and you think that should kill some boredom right, but no. I then tend to hit the computer again and just surf the net aimlessly trying to find something to do and eventually call it a night.
So I wonder, how many of you have a similar boredom spiral at times, and what do you do to kill it or feed it? Answer below in the comments.

Girlfriends and texting other guys?

Well guys, this post is just a lil rant and rave about a recent experience with a now ex girlfriend.
I would like to start off by setting the scene....

I'm working long and hard hours, grouling shifts sometimes, as a chef working 12+ hours a day 5 days a week. I had been with this girl for just under a year, so she knew what it was like, 2 days off a week, a girlfriend, and friends to see, sleep to catch up on, not much time to do an awful lot in 2 days you have off a week.
So over christmas, she started spending a lot of time round her cousins, some one that I jnew very well, went to college with and she introduced us. So not having seen her over the whole christmas and new year period having clocked up well over 220 hours in the month of december, she had a whole lot of time to go and see friends and do what ever she liked...
Driving home on New Years day night about 11pm i gave her a call, and her phone was switched off (I have a bluetooth stereo system- hands free kit) so i thought nothing of it, untill 10 minutes into the drive home she gave me a ring back.
So the conversation was going as it usually would, how my day has been, what she has been up to and so on....
but a few minutes later she asks me "have you seen the pictures on facebook from New Years Eve?", so I inquisitively replied "No, why?"
My girlfriend then starts to tell me about her fantastic venture out on her first New Years Eve as a legal to drink 18 year old teen. Starts off by telling me she had drunken pretty much everything under the sun, and she was with her cousin and her friend, yet her cousins friend decided to be the "good samaritan" and as she could barely hold herself up, he walked about with his arm draped around her shoulders to keep her up, and so she then tells me all the pictures on there were not what they might look like, as he was having to hold her up.
So knowing what she was like when she was drunk, I just shrugged off any thoughts that could come to mind and just say "ok babe, well I hope yuo had a nice night"
Where she then carries on the story to tell me she got so bad she had an ambulance called, and got taken home, and had her cousin bath her in her underwear, with the "friend" just outside.
So again I just shrugged it off, and when I finally had time off to go and see her, she was constantly on her phone texting someone, she told me it was the "friend" and then started telling me all the conversations they were having.
So being a guy, right? You hear what a guy is saying to your girlfriend, and you know the code he is talking in, as you have done it yourself at one point orother in time to try and win a girl with out telling her.... so I nicely told her what he was meaning and really wanting, and it started and argument, with her inevitably leading to her saying that if she wanted to be with some one else, she would be, so I then let that be the end of the argument.
as a couple of weeks trolled by, and more texts started coming through, and more arguments unvieled, we finally split.
Only to hear from her once, and not to tell me the birthday and christmas presents she had "ordered" for me that I never got, even about 3 weeks after christmas, and 2 weeks after my birthday had come and she was giving me them, no just to say she wants her iPod back that she had left at mine.
So the last chapter of this story?


Read on guys, i went on to facebook today, to check up on my messages and notifications, and the first thing at the top of the feed was, "the ex-girlfriend" is now in a relationship with "the friend"
So why am I writing this today? well as it seems a few times now this has happened to me, and so many others out there. So I would like to give some advice to not just the guys out there who keep being cheated on, but to the girls as well, if ever you have a hunch, then no matter how difficult and heart breaking it could be, face it, I did and wasnt untill I let her walk away from what SHE called OUR LOVE, I found out she was cheating, but then again, was she? or did i just leave the gap open for him to finally dig his claws in properly?