Blog Everyday May, Day 3: Discomfort

Day 3, Friday: Things that make you uncomfortable

I guess I could go into a list of things that stoke my discomfort. I reckon one in general would be ignorant people and people that deal in absolutes. I've always prided myself in my usage of ambiguous and non abrasive, pacifying, politically correct language and people that don't think before speaking or writing generally make me edgy.

Excessively religious people make me uncomfortable too as well I guess. I mean the sort that revolve their lives around their religion and forcing their dogma down everyone else's throats while telling the world they're wrong and belittling your beliefs whilst expecting to be taken seriously and respected. Such wankery I can do without.

Being lied to makes me really uncomfortable as well I'd say. Especially when it's done by someone close and dear to you and you often wonder if they think you're really that stupid and daft that you can't see through the bullshit they're crafting. It's almost an insult to your relationship as friends or lovers, if they don't want to meet say so. If they fell out of love, say so.

Then there's the creepy old men that target me in a borderline pedophilic manner. There's a classy way to tackle someone and then there's just the tactless manner in which you say hello with your not so flaccid penis. God, I wouldn't be complaining if a young fit lad did that but mate the old aren't usually the most physically appealing people now are they. Exceptions do apply of course, as always.

And I guess being shirtless in public. I'm not really apprehensive about nudity when it's time for the down and dirty but in general I'm not the biggest fan of public exhibition. It's not that I have a terrible body or anything but I'm just not that comfortable showing skin to all and sundry. Who knows, maybe once I settle on a hardcore workout regime my ego might inflate to such a point where no known shirt can hold back the wonders I may have to offer. Heaven forbid!

Those are just some that I can think off the top of my head. I guess I can take solace in the fact that they're not really unreasonable or that uncommon. Your turn.

Blog Everyday May, Day 1: Story of my Life

I've decided to take up the online challenge to blog everyday in May:
http://storyofmylifetheblog.blogspot.co.uk/2013/04/blog-every-day-in-may-challenge.html

Day 1, Wednesday: The story of your life in 250 words or less (or one paragraph... no one will be counting your words... probably)

I've long been a proponent for justice, with dreams of grandeur to save my country. There's only so much one man can do, and yet many brave men and women of Malaysia have stood up to be counted over the years. In time perhaps, I will be one of them. I've loved both men and women in my time, I've had heartaches from both although only a man broke my heart good and proper once. I've lived here in the UK for a good 3 years now, I think I'll grow to miss my lifestyle here but I do miss home quite a fair bit too. I've played musical instruments and performed in plays and dances and had a wide variety of successes and failures in the competitions I've been a part of. Apparently I have a flair for writing and I've won some prizes in that department before, that much I can be glad for. I project an aura of confidence, but I have so many doubts and insecurities within. I've had hopes and dreams, I have them still but I've been crushed and had disappointments heaped my way. I just push on and keep a strong front still. I'd like to think I have been mostly optimistic for most of my life, spinning the negatives and failings as things I can be grateful for and seeing the light for a new dawn always. I'm searching for my soul mate still, the one who'd accept all my flaws and love me for all that I am. I've spent a life time searching for me, someday I believe I'll find you and by that very extension, me.