Spirited Away:Hayao Miyazaki's genius

If you hanven't seen spirited away yet, you are missing out on food for the imagination. Spirited Away is not just an animation it is an experience of life. creative, ambituos, moving, intense, phenomenal,it is a kaleidoscope into the soul. Deep, mesmerising, questionable, Spirited away is a film you see, and you never ever forget. There are many perspectives to what spirited away is a 2001 Japanese animated fantasy-adventure film written and directed by Hayao Miyazaki and produced by Studio Ghibli. The film shares the story of Chihiro Ogino, a sullen ten-year-old girl who is in the process of moving to a new neighborhood, but ends up in a mysterious world of spirits and monsters.There, Chihiro must find a way to restore her parents' true forms by working in Yubaba's bathhouse.

Some think it's simply about imagination,one young girls mistaken journey into the world of gods, and the supernatural. It's about more than that. It's a film whose core is about maintaining your true identity,especially in the tempests of commerce and capitalism. In the world of the gods, and yubaba the witch, the main character has to work like a slave in order to save her parents lives, and help them escape a world both scary and inviting, perfect for imagination. There is a theme in the film, "the importance of not forgetting your name." Without giving too much away, the main character is consistently told the importance of remembering her name. It's about not forgetting your identity, remembering who you are in the chaos of commerce.

Spirited away



Often times we enter work scenario's consumed with policies and office politics, order and routine, we forget who we are. We also forget why we do what we do, and it becomes all about trying not to be judged, conforming. Our private selves are folded away, the self we speak to in front of the mirror and tuck into bed at night. The soul of our personal life experience is captured in a sludge of monotony. It becomes replaced literally carries you into another dimension.Wether your a writer, poet, Film buff, animator, artist, my gosh the list is endless. Whoever you are this film will swallow you whole, it is incredible. It has to be added to your collection. Check out more Miyazaki films below, don't just be a fan...be a fanatic

Ultimate abs workout: Trigger happy tv, The funniest show ever

Why on Earth did they stop trigger happy tv? It'sone of the most hillarious tv shows ever. After having a pseudo mini self pity moment, my sister convinced me to watch trigger. Infact i didn't really need much convincing. Hillariously comic, creative, insane, trigger happy is one of those shows you watch and think geeze i wish i was filming it when they did that scene. I was cackling and holding my stomach for hours, it gave my abs the work out they deserve. Laughter as emotional medicine....Definitely. Through a breakup, a mini meltdown, stress at work, and various other forms of misery, if you're looking for a friend. Trigger happy is your jokes companion. Truly unreal.







trigger happy tv

He's just not that into you:Do men ever ignore the girls they like?

I have so many guy friends that have told me stories of shyness, nervous about being too eager (a begdate),feeling intimidated and scared the girls they like would terrorise them for honesty. I'm talking mega humiliation,or frustrated that the timing and life itself seemed to be more helter skelter. Do men ever ignore the girls or women their attracted too? Some of them do. Fear of getting hurt, fear of looking foolish, being taught by the wrong people the wrong things in order to get some attention. For some it's a players code. If you treat em mean you'll keep em keen.

But there are actually those who genuinely loathe the women they ignore.

How can you define the two? Simple. The key reason that detracts a guy from going after the girl he likes, circulates around fear. Fear? Yes, you heard it. A simple case of heeeeeeeeebe geeeeebe's.There is the fear of not knowing what to say? Looking like a total circus clown or sounding like one, and the fear of looking like a circus clown in front of an audience. Now let's look at consistency.If you are consistently alone with the guy of your dreams, he's nice, your nice, and there's no one around or lurking in corners, if he continues to ignore you. I'm not talking one day, two days, two weeks. If he ignores you but you sense a nervous tension, not a "whoa your scary, i need rum," kindof look, which i've actually had someone i like say to me rudely. The type of tension where someone keeps glancing at you, soft eyes, or they simply can muster up a "hi how are you doing?" No one's there, no one's watching, no one even has to hear that they uttered two words to you......it can reveal two things. They're nervous about talking to you when others are around, but they do actually want to communicate here.Ask yourself another question. Have you ever been too scared to speak to someone you like? I think sometimes the communication we provide depends on the person and how we think they'll recieve it. What they'll do with our vulnerability and exposure. For example one guy i liked seemed really sweet so it was easier for me to express myself to him when i was younger, i'd write him love letters, and knock at his door. Another guy seemed cock sure and arrogant so i would consistently tease him to put him in his place. Every girl seemed to worship him, so i did the complete opposite.We already know about the disaster of my crush gone downhill. I used to think everything was a he's just not that into you concept with men. That it was linear or black and white. If he isn't calling you, asking you to marry him, i mean quite a lot of it i agree with. I also believe though people are full of their quips and quirks, multi faceted, complex creatures. We have history and a past. For example the pain of being hurt in the past may stop a guy approaching the girl he likes for fear of rejection or repetition.

A key argument people produce is, well he's ignoring you to get your attention. Of course he likes you. In actuality i do believe quite a few men ignore or act up to get a woman's attention, simply put the person you know about the least, especially if their attractive, can create mystery and intrigue.Sometimes guys also ignore you to prove a point. You think your too special, i'm not chasing you, it's what you expect. The power of reversed dynamics. Yet if someone is ignoring you cruelly, strategically, rudely, aren't they saving you wasting your time. Although always remember every scenario is different.

Defining Love: Lord of the Rings Gandalf as genius

I used to think love was all, starlets and glamourous on screen kisses. It was the beat of a heart, or the throb of a vein. I used to think it was that moment where the characters lock gazes, like the click of a key in a lock, or the tumble of entwined limbs in the darkness.

As idealistic as i was, i figured love was knowing,caring, understanding one another.Love is about so much more than this. Strangely enough through the trials and tribulations of relationships gone sour, snobbed and treated with disdain by crushes. I remember once sobbing in front of someone and they literally just stood there, as if to say 'what the hell are you doing?' Obviously it was a guy,some guys can be quite weird when you go into water spasms. I realised for the first time everybody has their different experience of love, and their own internal, non textbook requirements of it.

We spend our whole lives, trying to be strong, a smile superglued to our facial expressions, or words that sound neat and are folded together so tidiliy. I've spent a lifetime fighting for myself, defending myself, combatting with being hypersensitive, and frustrated that outside of my family, there was no one that had shown they would genuinely stand and fight. Genuinely protect, genuinely support. I've dealt with OCD, epilepsy,panic attacks at some points some hillarious paranoia's, love for me would be protection,understanding and patience.

Gandalf the grey said something so amazing in Lord of the rings, i literally blinked and rewinded the scene 5 times. He was talking to Merry one of the halflings he said, "It's the deep breath before the plunge."

That's how i'll describe love. Scary, nerve wracking, theatrical, dramatic,emotional, charming, exciting....it can even get routine. Love is the deep breath before the plunge....and we all want some of that.

The fab five weirdest things i saw on the internet this week

Treeman. I'm serious he's real this isn't hollywood and cgi. What the hell? I understand connecting with nature, but becoming nature? You lie, you lie

Annie Hawkins turner-the worlds largest breast. Can anyone tell me how this woman sleeps at night?

Is this for real? Supposedly this guy has the worlds biggest penis? I think Samantha (Sex and the city) would definitely have a hard time with this one. If it is real.



This is hillarious this dog is actually convinced it can sing.



Worlds smallest man meets worlds tallest woman
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/telegraphtv/2973909/Worlds-tallest-woman.html

Top ten most addictive songs + more: Red ebony's Fuel for Life

Jens Lekman


Dido Closer you get


Dido Hunter


Maria Mckee Show me heaven


Tupac Starin through my rearview


Tupac Pain


Bloc Party helicopter


Bloc Party, Pioneers


Tracy Chapman, Crossroads


Alanis Morissette, Hands Clean


Alanis Morisette, Head over feet


Kaysha, Fiona


Awilo Longomba


Eddie Dee ft Zion Amor de pobre


Shakira-Objection tango


Coldplay, Viva la diva


nada Surf, Where is my mind


Maurice Williams and the Zodiacs, Stay


The contours, Do you love me


Red hot chilli peppers, The Zephyr song


Red hot chilli peppers, cant stop


Red hot Chilli Peppers, tell me baby


TLC, no scrub


TLC, Get it up


Skunk anansie,Hedonism


Desiree, You gotta be


Rod Stewart, the first cut is the deepest


Sheryl Crow, The first cut is the deepest


Joan osborne


Shaun Boothe,Muhammad Ali


Gyptian, Hold yuh


Noriega, What What


Nas, nas is like


India Arie, Video


Jon B, They don't know


Fugees, Ready or not


Fugees, Fugee-la-la


Fugees, nappy heads


Da brat, Funkdafied


Da Brat, i dont give a....u


Da Brat, That's what i'm looking for


Jay Z ft eminem renegade


Nirvana, smells like teen spirit


Enigma, Return to innocence


Hans Zimmer, you're so cool


and that's just this week.It's worth a smile people.

OF MICE AND MEN:THE PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE COWARD

It's a funny thing when people follow someone's negative attitude without coming up with real conclusions themselves, ultimately it backfires.Someone i know used to have a serious thing for me, i don't know wether it was a real crush but it was something.This isn't me being egotistical, i've always been quite insecure about my looks.

One day his mother suddenly decided she was far too good for me and my family, she never told us why, she was just extraodinarily rude, would close doors when she saw me coming, cross the street, leave the garden, back bite and bitch. Before long, this poison spread to the rest of her family.

I've always been polite to his family, it's how i was raised. Yet him, the person i joked with, laughed with, was natural with, would begin to immitate his mothers actions. Would roll up his car window when he saw me approaching, go back into his house, pretend not to see me and turn up the music.It's funny how you don't notice these pricelessly irrelevant things until your experiencing your own delicious form of depression.

One day i simply smiled at him and said, "can't you say hello anymore?" and it hit me,he was doing it on purpose. Despite knowing full well i had done nothing to him or his family. From initially being hurt, and offended, i suddenly became angry. No one has a right to maintain a grudge against you, spread poison, to family or friends, without facing you head on. But people can be cruel and cowardly.

Oh how the tables turned, if only for a little.

Recently i've started doing the same thing to him. Not as dramatically. Just ignoring him and making it as clear through body language as possible, "you are no one to me anymore." I don't even look him in the eye.I'm doing this and looking twice as good, despite experiencing one of the most question mark, arithmetic years of my life. It's my way of saying "good job, excellent idea".

He's now taken to parking his car directly on the pavement in front of my house,despite there being enough parking space outside his house, and opposite. He stands on his doorstep with his hands on his hips acting all alphamale,eyeing me as if daring me to ignore him. We all know when we feel the burn of someone's stare, and the ripples of challenge.

Recently he was waiting in his car, it felt as if he wanted to see if i'd speak to him.Lurking in the shops when i go there, and of course talking and making nice with my family members once again, after giving us a wide berth and the cold shoulder for almost a year.

I get it. Their just neighbours. It's no big deal,i'm not the only person on the planet with ridiculous neighbours. I think it hurt because he seemed like such a nice guy. Yet for almost a year this nice guy chose to pretend as though my family and i were ghosts. After joking with us, laughing with us, knowing full well that we were good people, being in our home a few times, he didn't have the design to simply stand up and say, "these are good people".

There are two questions here: Why is this such a big deal, What the hell did you do? I'll answer question two first, no flippin idea mate. In answer to question 1, why is it such a big deal? Because i know i would never have done that to him. My family would have never acted that way towards him, and when your emotionally more fragile, things hurt that much more. I was glass pretending to be rock. I'd strut with my head held so high, then in the privacy of my home, just crumble and sob. I cried so much, it got to the point i didn't even know why i was crying. Another element that pissed me off was something even more ridiculous. I looked amazing. The more miserable i felt, the better i made sure i looked. Once i was walking home and he was staring at me as if i was a martian with all the best ice cream.His quest to communicate began with those stares.Shallow? Maybe.

If you like someone have the honour to defend them even in the privacy of your own home. Sometimes people are like a house of cards, loneliness creates such emotional desertion. It helps for them to know that the people who they thought were genuine were actually real. As you know depression is mostly about people thinking they made the wrong choice....in everything. It helps to have someone you like simply smile at you with warmth and heart. This is about more than that though, it's about a deeper frustration with people who refuse to speak up.I feel they are personally doing themselves and those around them an unfair injustice.

Top ten most outrageously sexy things you'd wear to seduce your crush....+ a captain America costume

Hot diggety damn. Wether it's morning, afternoon, or the delicious cool of the night. There are just those outfits. Those smouldering, intensely, naughty outfits you can picture yourself wearing...in front of your crush. Maybe there's chocolates on the side, some petals, and some itch between the toes snap the knee caps off high heels, you know you can only wear for the strut portion of the fantasy. Here are my top ten.

As you can see i'm feeling very obvious today.

How can you tell you have a crush? Que vid

Wow we've all been there, the beginnings of a crush. Threading on wire, rehearsed an almost perfect diction,theme park stomache, stones in your throat, sweaty palms, and the heightened anticipation.

Were always scared we'll do something wrong in front of our crush, and aren't those perfect insecurities magnified times ten.

Funny things make me realise i have a crush.For example normally i wiggle my hips when i walk, when my crush is around or even in the vicinity, i walk ruler straight, divert gaze constantly, or stare intensely.

Pick smart sounding words, and...this is the mover and shaker. Slowly peel my jacket off, then nervously put it back on again. I have strange habbits like keeping a jacket on when i feel uncomfortable, it's an ocd thing. Or i'm always the martian you see wearing a bomber jacket in oven heat, or tight mini shorts when the sky's sobbing with rain. Anyway i saw this clip about how it feels to have a crush...by jolly i had to share it.

Gliding past the snob: How to get over being snobbed

"Maybe she found out about when my friend hit on me,"
"So?"
"So she's a she." I told my sister, nervously biting my fingernails."I don't want her to think i'm creatively kinky," my sister quirked a neatly shaped brow. I huffed like a balloon that had all the air let out of it.After deciding that it didn't mean anything to me verbally, i went into the bathroom and did my "who the hell does she think she is?" rant. Everybody's done this rant.It's when your spitting fire and venom, convincing yourself that your angry. When in fact, your actually a little bit hurt.I've nick named her, 'snake woman.'my brother and i used to call her shaft and sing the theme tune everytime she walked up the driveway (she had the leather jacket), Sadly Shaft is way too cool for such disdainful behaviour.

My next door neighbour is a snob. For no reason but her own self glorification. Her ego is ten times the size of her house, and her personality is stranded on a desert Island somewhere, ignoring every rescue plane available. From what i've seen; this woman has achieved no feat of grandeur.There's no sportscar in the driveway, there's no water fountain in her garden,what she has accomplished is making people in her neighbourhood stew with resentment, and emasculating the men in her family.

Okay what is my point? My brother just named it.Claimed it,
and shamed it.

These people are irrelevant in the long run, but relevant in the short term. Who you associate with, has a stake in who you become. How they act is a reflection of who they are.Words are a nice treat, but actions speak volumes.I once had a friend who acted like this. She didn't direct this behaviour at me, but seeing her make the comments, and the snotty dismissals and judgements of others made my stomache twist. No matter how nice she attempted to be, how sweet, even how polite.Her behaviour towards others repulsed me.I was never comfortable around her, and was glad when our friendship came to an end. It was like Jesus had saved me.

My communication skills, and unsnooty behaviour have landed me jobs,and opportunities i wouldn't have gotten if i behaved so poorly.I'm not saying i'm a saint. Yet i know that a smile, a compliment, and a hug can go a long way, no matter the delusions of class structure and status. Often times people resurrect issues they had with someone else and make the bank transfer. You could look like someone that bullied them at school,the friend that made them feel invisible, the parent or family member that terorised them. Even more hillarious you could be from the same country, have a similar background, it could be a number of reasons.

That is not a hat you want to wear.Sometimes people act this way to expell old hurts, to feel superior, to validate themselves. They resent themselves for feeling vulnerable, and are fixing that inferiority complex through you. Guess what? These are not people you want to connect with. They are more likely to chip and tear away at your self esteem, pull your confidence like a rug out from under you, and snatch your faith in humanity like a thief in the night. Who the hell are they to judge you? Well.... their people.Who have a right to their own opinions. Who want to make a negative impact. Positive people want to share their vibe, negative people want to beat you over the head with a mallet. Yet somehow you still have the power. You decide what you focus on, and who you invite into your paradise. Let them be snobs, there are billions of people out there, that have way more class.

I realised These are not the sort of people i should ever want to associate with. Can i respect someone that for no aparrent reason acts snooty and obnoxious, no? Because i wouldn't do that to anybody. I'm one of those if you've pissed me off i really need to tell you, otherwise it's like the champagne bottle cork pop scenario. Where someone holds it wrong and their doused in liquid (Always funny in movies) not so funny in real life. Can i ever picture myself sitting down and having an intellectual conversation with this woman? No. Will she ever have the backbone to tell me what i did to upset her? It's been almost 7 years...she only decided to up the ante this year. Or maybe she's done it for a while and i just never noticed.
Does she have a right to sentence anybody's life? No. Am i the only target of her over hyped passive aggressive attempts at emotional control? No. Because she's actually 'trying' to get another family who has a disabled member kicked out of their home. She is a master piece of misery and self contempt....i just wish people like this weren't so sharing.

Striving for succes: Success and stubborness

I've set a challenge for myself. A goal. most of my goals and my dreams started off far fetched, but every single one of them i've accomplished. I started a photography company. Despite dealing with the trauma of a physical attack that left me with post traumatic stress disorder, my epileptic seizures, and my panick attacks. I have come to the conclusion that the universe has allowed me to proove what deep down i always believed in my heart. I am an unstoppable force of nature.

I have accomplished a photoshoot with the FA cup, Sainsbury's, The Mcdonalds corporation, the red pr company. I also achieved many things i'm thankful for in my journalism background; including work with such leading magazines as Company, New nation, BFM.I even got to meet one of Naomi Campbells designers and make plans to compile a clothing catalogue for her.I'm still improving my camera skills but around the time i'd accomplished all of these things, the only thing i could do with a camera was position and click. I was more guts,ambition and creativity.

So i continue on my journey.I have set a new goal for myself. Something secret and delicious.I've failed at many things in my life, but i kept pushing,kept faith,and trust in the universe. I didn't smile all the time. Attempting to succeed produces an emotional bag of tricks.
The same stubborness and determination that frustrated others, was part of the strength that carried me.

Never let people tell you who you are.
Never let them define you.
Never give up on yourself.
Never stop.
We don't know what the universe has in store for us. We can redefine and re position our own destiny. We can fight for a vision we see, hear, taste, feel. A positive vision.
The people around you won't always support the route you take.Even when it's positive.People will tell you your mad, insane, ridiculous. Yet there are those the real gems of our society, that won't just listen to what you say, but will return quite politely. "How d'you think your gonna do that?
I heard about this guy....or girl, if they did it, you certainly can."

images by deviant art ( ambition by ARTMONKEY90, Ambition by cat Herine Elenore, the room by Paulalalocu)