Dear Somebody.

Get over yourself please.

Everyone has their problems, can you please stop adding you to my list? You see I'm there for my friends whenever they need me, but you have to get to the point where I can generally stand being around you first.

Oh, I'm sorry, that was stupid of me. Of course you don't understand why you are so irreparably annoying, and are therefore effecting my cognition by sharing my space )not even my personal space, just the general vicinity is enough to slow me down to single core processing.) Allow me to make a short list of things which annoy me that you probably can't help, then I'll cover the things you do conciously which make you a total phalus.

• You talk in one tone, all the time (and then complain about other people who do it)
• Your laugh

Short list right? So you think that you don't do many things that are annoying right? Wrong. Most of the shit that you do that is annoying you could actually not do if you so choose, which you clearly do not and I therefore feel totally justified in hating you for them.

You can't have a conversation without bringing in one of your many 'problems.' You list them like medals, all these mental illnesses you apparantly suffer from but show no actual signs of them (which is ironic, considering you apparantly studied psychology at some people and even with a meager college level education and some basic acting skills you could fake having such illnesses. Let me tell you, I will not name any one of the catalog of mental problems you profess to have or have been diagnosed with, but you would not be able to function at a level which you supposedly do if you did have a number of the things you mentioned. In fact given your apparent situation, I would argue that you would be dead by now, so its a shame these things aren't true, yes?

Wow that was harsh, I guess I feel more vicious bile for you than I thought. I think its because of how smug and condescending you are to people, how even through your massive amounts of attention seeking, you still think you operate on a level which is above other people. How you think that because you know long words you are somehow middle class. You are nothing, you have done nothing, you know nothing of sacrifice or hard work or commitment or perseverance. You know nothing of the illnesses you claim to have or the people who genuinely suffer from them. You have been offered opportunities on a plate and you turned your nose up, you don't even deserve to work, you just think people automatically owe you something.

Oh thats another thing, trying to claim benefits because you are apparently SO unfit for work, but the system is proving harder to screw than you originally thought right? Good for the system.

Christ you annoy me.

How dare you annoy me so much so that I need to blog to vent my frustration from just being near you.

Of course, I blog because despite how blunt and forward thinking I have become thanks to my studies, I am still too much of a nice person to say this to your face and risk upsetting you (and believe me, I wouldn't stop until you actually did attempt suicide.) And of course I don't mean you harm, well maybe a little actually, I want you to actually feel what its like to go through what you say you go through. I want to see if you'd still like attention after you have been to the very darkest place a person can go, and come out the other side. You wouldn't make it, you would die. I want you to go to the brink so that you can realise exactly how much it is that you have to be thankful for and how selfish and pig headed you are for vying for peoples sympathy to suit your vein attention seeking needs.

Good people have died this year, how dare you try and claim your life is so terrible when your don't even know what suffering is.

And stop laughing at your own jokes, or I will end you.

The grind.

I am so super pleased with myself.

Had a chance to take a look at the Open Minds Group web site lately? I can safely say its one of the funkiest designs I've ever created, but thats not the only reason I'm pleased...

I'm now down to 12st, which isn't anything amazing except that my BMI has officially fallen to 22.95, I'm just 95 points away from 'average' for my height. Also, I've been working on toning up my arms all summer and the results are starting to show, my bingo wings are disappearing and my body confidence is creeping ever higher.

Oh, didn't I mention? This year I have decided to take a big step forward with my body confidence and walk the Manchester Pride Parade without a shirt on. Thats right, I'll be getting the guns out in front of over a million people. This isn't anything amazing mind, there are people who do far more, but for me its a big deal.

I've been rather active on the volunteering front actually. I've has so much free time since the summer break started from uni that I've just needed to fill the void. I've even taken up an interesting new hobby which I couldn't possibly tell anyone about until I get really good at it. Maybe its time like this when I should think about getting a man.

Nah, driving lessons first, then we'll work on getting a man.

Summer is here!

Hey guys, Sye here.

So summer is upon us, and boy is it really pushing the heat to the limit. I think this is further proof that we are experiencing climate shift, past two years we have had consistant snowfall over a two week period, and now our summers are hotter for longer. It's to be expected, I mean our climate is in constant flux and has been since the planets creation, I don't think our greenhouse gases are helping it along but I disagree that mankind is entirely to blame.

Anyway, thats not why I'm posting. Check out the lovely new look, fancy eh? I figured as its summer and all I would spruce up the blog. Thats not the only reason, you see I'm considering buying some web space again and was playing around with some designs. I want to find a way to incorporate the blog into a new website which will have its own hosting package, but I'll have to see how that works out.

In other news, I just got a new phone! I've been meaning to get a contract phone for a while considering I was spending about £30 a month on pay as you go. Now I'm spending £15 a month to get more stuff on an infinitely superior phone. Now, I don't know phones, so when I got hold of my new Samsung Galaxy Portal I was astounded that you could get such a powerful phone for such a relatively cheap contract. I've already started firing emails and pictures and stuff from it, loaded all my contacts at the click of a button (or rather, the touch of a screen) and I'm gonna start downloading some fun apps to play with as well.

I may even blog from it!

Stonewall Youth Event, 2010

Lets start from the very beginning (which is a very good place to start.)

On friday I hopped on the train bound for london , on my way to head to my hotel. Why was I headed to london you may ask? Well, I'll tell you. You probably know or have read at some point that I volunteer for Stonewall quite often whenever they have an event which they need youth volunteers at or perhaps if I am recieving an award or doing some training.

This time it was the Stonewall Youth Event which is basically a day of training for young people who want to know more about LGBT issues. The day involved a Q and A panel in the morning with some fabulously interesting LGBT guest speakers, this was a fab oppertunity to post a question to some professionals who are quite well known in their feild and out of the closet, it was lovely learning how far we have come just to have the event thanks to Stonewall.

We then went onto the workshops, there were two seperated by lunch and an active theatre-based workshop by the insatiable Rikki Beadle Blair who also directed and starred in the educational film 'FIT' (which if you haven't seen, I suggest you do so.)

Marie (my volunteering companion for the day) and I were in 'Know your rights' in the morning which is all about LGBT hate crime and reporting it, and about your rights as an LGBT consumer of things such as nhs services and schools and what not. We also had a lovely chat with a policeman who went a little through the procedure of hate crime and asured us that event thought it may SEEM like they do nothing about these things, they apparently DO take these claims seriously.

The last workshop was on coming out where we had a lovely chat in a seminar type thing about the issues surrounding coming out, what might make it easier or harder and and the results of how those issues may effect you coming out. I found this workshop perticularly interesting because I actually got to sit for with other LGBT young people about their experiences in coming out and just mixing things up and finding out how people took the amazingly brave step of coming out of the closet. I spoke to a girl called Maha who spoke an amazing seven languages, and found it much easier coming out over here in england than in her home country of morroco, lovely!

Right now I am sat on the train back to Wigan with another of the young volunteers and someone who took part in the event on the day, and I can say without a doubt although I am tired and achy, I feel incredibly enlightened, fulfilled and satisfied that I have done something good this weekend.