Dem feels

Why Do You Care

I have come to a conclusion that I live in one of the most backwards societies on earth. Its currently 2015 and Australia is yet to come to grips with some major developments in the world.

First thing homosexuals do exist and there is nothing wrong with that. It’s not hurting anyone just let it be, I mean seriously if Ireland can allow it then why is it such an issue here in Australia? If two people love each other and want to have that formally recognised by society should it matter what gender, they are? NO! We should be happy for our fellow human beings who have found love, end of story and yes they should be afforded all available avenues to raise a family.

Ok so this next subject is extremely touchy at the moment so I offend please know that this is solely my opinion I welcome and appreciate other viewpoints and whilst I may not agree with your opinion I will fight for your right to have one.

Race and Religion do not define a person! I am so sick of logging on to my social media to be bombarded with senseless propaganda along the lines of “Asians are taking our jobs!!” and “Ban the Burqa”

I mean come on Asians are not stealing our jobs at all yes some jobs have been sent overseas and what not but honestly that is how the world is progressing and as a nation we need to adapt and create a workforce that can adapt to this change, I know I had to, I actually moved from a rather cushy job in a call center to a retail store as a lot of the work I was doing was heading off shore, turned out to be the best thing I have ever done.

As for the burqa well it doesn’t hurt anyone. It’s a bit different to what we are used to but as long as it’s her choice to wear it then why does it hurt you I mean we have grown adults walking around in onesies and no one cares, the only time when a burqa should be banned is in places where we are required to show our faces aka when having your identity checked, houses of government, court rooms etc.

ok end rant

What the hell

 And Welcome to the first of many post about my search to find the one (a wife that is not the one ring Frodo destroyed that) 

Anyway meet this nice girl online(yes I do the online thing shoot me my phone gets everything else for me why not a girlfriend?) ok she seemed nice but wow did she get crazy really quick we talk for quite a bit have a lot in common she has a great sense of humour.

So anyway looks like things are going well and then bang I can't even remember what it was but she went right off at me and told me she was not interested in time wasters. Literally that came out of left field I was err ok... And though maybe she just needs to calm down.

I let it go for a day and thing you know maybe she had a hard day or something. I take on board what she has said and go for broke I ask if she wants to hang out.

We get the conversation rolling and she is as cold as ice I mean the balls were falling off the brass monkey but me like a pro I keep rolling with the punches so I ask what's she's doing Friday night she says nothing so I say "hey wanna hang out?" She's like "and do what?" "Hang out get a coffee" her response "yeah whatever" then a message saying "cya"

I took that as a no and didn't speak to her again and then about 8 on Friday night I can't the I guess we are hanging out message.

I mean seriously she deleted me off face book and gave me a whatever!

Anyways me being me I confront her about it, yep silly I know. So I get this story of I take ages to reply to text and they aren't really that long, I'm like sorry I work and have had family commitments so I basically tell her yeah your a nice girl but I'm not gonna drop everything straight away for anyone.

Two days pass.

I get a friend request from her.

Seriously?

I'll never understand girls

So Here Goes!

So here goes, I've decided to start writing my own personal blog to maybe get a few of these amazing thoughts that seem to have in to a place where other amazing people can read them comment or more likely this is a place where I can rant, rave and spurt mindless dribble and be attacked by those heartless internet trolls.

So who am I? (maybe this should be on a fantail wrapper?) I’m in my late twenties now, yep I’m getting old. I have now had 4 very unsuccessful relationships (I really should just give up) and am now on my 2^nd career path. I currently work for a very large but not evil technology company (ok well they like to call themselves that) I won’t say who it is on here as well I may discuss work things and would rather not have it traced back if ya know what I mean. I do love my job and the company I work for despite its quirks and red tape, but honestly when it gets down to what we actually do its pretty awesome. Before this I was a sailor in the Royal Australian Navy and that is what I would rather be doing but at the moment its obviously not where I’m meant to be. Stupid shoulder! But enough about work! Don’t stress you will hear lots about it.

I was born in New Zealand to unwed teenage mother in the late 80’s something that just wasn’t cool back then even though it seems to be the in thing these days. My father has never admitted that I’m his son in fact has a wife and two kids of his own and well yeah knocking up a 19-year-old back in those days just wasn’t cool dont think it is now either. So as you have more than likely guessed most of childhood it was just me and mum and she did the best she could. When I was 6 years old mum has this cracking idea to move to Brisbane Australia, great idea she just got the city wrong should have been Melbourne. I’ll never forget my first morning in Australia I almost died! not kidding go to walk outside for the first time and bang I almost stepped on a red back spider should of be a sign that Brisbane was not a good choice mum! Luckily when I was 9 I got to move back to New Zealand first to my father’s house in Auckland yeah that didn’t work out cheers evil step mum and then to my grandparent’s place in a town most known for pine trees and murders called Tokoroa. When I finally got to go home to my mums I found that well it was not going to be me and mum and more she had found a man who would later become my step farther and father to probably the most important person in my life my little brother sometimes he’s the only reason I have packed up and left this stupid existence in search of another.

My home town however is an island halfway between Brisbane and The Sunshine Coast known as the floating retirement home or Bribie Island for short. Going to school on Bribie was interesting and requires probably a few posts of its own which will come, but lets just say I was not the most popular kid most of which was my own fault oh well that’s life. From high school I started to attend the University of The Sunshine Coast, and finally I was in a place where there were other people with similar thoughts interests and the like, unfortunately I was not a very good student and dropped out and joined the pus(pus is navy for navy, makes it sound so appealing) and moved to Melbourne for recruit school and further training, again that stuff will come in later post whilst in the pus I got to live in Sydney and Melbourne and got to do a fair amount of travel around the country.

However, as I said the pus was not where I was meant to be and now here I am living in Brisbane writing this blog. What are you going to find on here well as I said rants and mindless dribble, ok maybe I might put in a bit more effort and give you all some memories and some witty commentary just please realise what I write is my opinion and nothing else I never mean to offend anyone and will never mention names on here

Anyways more to come…