This is spam

If you choose to read it, you obviously follow my blog and are interested.

I'm not. I'm not interested in a lot of things. I write here random shpluff, that's what it is, shpluff, and on ANY website, ANY social networking thing or any forum, that is, who I am and what I do. It is my blog, and my life, I am not writing it to be judged or praised or anything, it's just shpluff.

And that is how I perceive your blog, too. Here is a page on the internet with things you are interested in, or feel passionate about. I might be interested, it might be meaningful to me and my little life, but overall, I am not bothered by what you post, it is different on all social networks though.

Facebook. I added you because you're a friend, I met you, you added me, or I think your fit. (And what comes of the last one, well, it depends) But because facebook is very social, and everyone can see what I do, I do not complain, or whine, or moan, not at all. I go on there, mostly, to talk to a small fraction of the 700 or so friends I have, I would talk to any one of them, but then again, the people I talk to on facebook are my friends IRL, the other reems and reems of my acquaintances probably don't see the babble that gets chucked on there.

Then, on Blogspot. I know quite a few of my friends on facebook read it, and quite a few of my followers on twitter read it, especially if I spam the link. The people that follow it, usually follow it, because they have their own blog, and I know them IRL. It isn't like a load of scary men asking follow for follow (ahem livemocha), I know full well who will read this, and probably their reactions, too.

Twitter. Twitter works in two ways. One at a time, or both. You either post whatever the f*** you want, or you act as if you have an audience. Some accounts are 'famous' just because they play heavily on those rules. Accounts for 'teen quotes' 'God quotes' 'funny tweets' all have a specific audience, and I don't follow them, because they annoy me, so please stop retweeting them and sabotaging my quote-free timeline. Half the time they aren't even quotes. Not the point. Twitter, is mainly about what YOU put, not what others put, I'd say it's 70% about what you tweet, rather than what you recieve (30% obviously). Thou art the king of thine twitter kindgom. That is how twitter should be used, I think. You tweet what you like, and people either like it or they don't.

Tumblr, is the opposite. You post shit, but come on, you mostly REBLOG it, it's all about who you follow, and what they reblog. Of course, there was some originality. But Tumblr is confusing to some people, and I shouldn't really try and explain it, precisely because, it is what you make it. You follow the accounts on tumblr that post/reblog shpluff that appeals to your shpluff. There are people on there, who agree with you on everything. You've just got to find them! See, I made friends with a tumblr person (who barely posts anything except for gifs of Moriarty) but we have okay interests. Just follow people with stuff that makes you think, hey, that's my shpluff there, I think I want it on my tumblr page.

I barely use mine, or other people's tumblr pages on tumblr. I just scroll down the dash. Kind of like facebook profiles and scrolling down the homepage for people who don't have tumblr. Except anything you find on the homepage you can re-post and have it on your profile. There are people on tumblr who are completely different to you. Tumblr is, really, what you make it, the same with most online spaces. You don't like someone/something they said/something they posted. Get rid of them, ignore them, whatever.

I don't understand a lot of all this falling outs over social media, especially on twitter and tumblr. Those two are completely user generated and it doesn't matter if you know somebody IRL or not, like their stuff, follow it.

I'm not saying if someone's using it as a bullying tool to not report it, you can report stuff. But really, honestly. Control your shpluff, God knows we have to suffer with it everyday in the real world, here are online places where you can sit at another table and each one is as popular as the next.

I like my shpluff, you should do the same.

Afterall, ignorance is bliss, and you can be as ignorant as you want.

Rant over

Ray <3 -xx-

I love the doctors

My hip. My hip has been causing me pain, it clicks and groans and stabs me. So I made a doctors appointment. It took 3 weeks.

First of all, I was in the waiting room, and at the time of my appointment, this doctor came in, and called for 'Rachel' and I was like oh, me, oh no, no sorry, the other Rachel with a more complicated last name got up instead and went with said doctor. There was a man looking like he was going to lol, so I thought I'd express my foolishness and said "same name" at the same time that someone coughed and someone else turned a magazine page, so that was awkward and nobody heard me. That was just.. staring around, not being able to say anything, while the man stared dead at me for another 15 minutes.

The same doctor came back when it was just two other people and I in the waiting room, and called my name. He then sprinted off down the corridor and I hurriedly dragged my left leg along with myself after him. I got in, and sat in the chair furthest from him. He laughed and I sat in a closer chair. Then after I explained my predicament, he asked me to walk to and fro and look at my walking. Which has to be the most awkward thing ever as the room was small. Then he turned to me and asked if I had underwear on. I said I did indeed so, and didn't think much of it, he was obviously going to want to look at my hip, but who doesn't wear underwear when going to the docs in that situation!?

So I de-trousered and got on the examination couch, as indicated, then realised I was wearing ridiculous knickers with cherries on and odd socks. Thank God I shaved my legs tbh. Then after he did a bit of prodding on both hips and causing me pain, he told me to turn a certain way. He kept saying "head that way" so I headed that way, but he meant put my head that way, how embarrassing... gah. So I put myself the right way, and he grabbed my foot and twisted it.

It was just all embarrassing, especially as it hurt and things. And then he told me to get dressed, so I did, all but one shoe, because he started explaining to me again, this confused him. But yeah, I apparently inflamed a tendon OR the sack thing in between the hip joint and something else? Anyway, extreme pain is extreme :(

But my life is one huge lol...

Love Ray <3 xx

Ahaha :P

BEEP

GET OUT OF THE WAY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING, THIS IS NOT A STOPPING ZONE. NO. NO STOPPING, KEEP MOVING, SERIOUSLY.

If you keep moving, I'll buy you a donught. This is what college is like, when I am FRANTICALLY hurrying from psychology to history or something, something that is far away, and you're walking.

There's a gaggle of girls all linking arms, behind a girl trying to be suave and zipping in and out, but she's texting and walking into people, and things... and cats. Then, THEN come the hardcore gentlemen with their baseball caps who walk slower than their one legged arthritic gout ridden grandfather. So I casually try and get round them, but there's people trying to get the other way, so that involves dodging and trying not to tread on the back of some slow soul's shoe. And then the teacher with a limp and a giant red box is trying frantically to unlock the key to his room, meanwhile the librarian is having a chat with the lovely repographics lady whilst carrying four cups of tea in one hand and a pile of paper the size of Ireland in the other. Oh, and you also have to remember that the corridor has a thick greasy lining of first years wrestling each other or shouting to each other from either sides of the corridors, benches lined with people who have their feet out, and Itchen radio blasting either some music or a video.

It's quite fun really.

Well whatever the hell THAT was.

I have to go and read out something at the HMD tomozzle, so I'm not really having fun doing that, it will be tortuous, and then it will be over, but yay minibus and ting. I love the minibus, I went in it yesterday WOOO MINIBUS..

Okay... byez

Ray -xx- <3 :')

Jelly Beans blog.

I'm deciding to eat jelly beans, okay, here we go.

Just ate a blueberry one, more of an explosion of unidentifiable sugary goo in my mouth, not brilliant.
Pear: A VERY MOUDLY PEAR... or like, bruised banana mixed with pear.. yeuch haha
Tangerine: Refreshing, but a bit too much like ye olde antibiotics they prescribed kids.
Lemon: very nice, you get a sort of sugary lemon mixed with REAL LEMON mixed with carpet. Had two of those. The second was better.

--After a quick drop of the packet, I shall now continue--

Tutti - Frutti - One I know I will dislike. Basically bubblegum and cinnamon. I'd like to also tell you that the words 'flouride' and 'victorian' seem relevant
Watermelon: Oh please be kidding, I am not amused, I don't like watermelon in real life!! Fine! Okay the taste is very vague and very strong, double watermelon kick **shudders** That and tutti fruitti were the worse so far!! Actually feel slightly ill...

--After a quick drink of water, I shall now continue--


I shall now review the last four in the order I imagine will save the better ones until last.

Top Banana: It's evil you know, they smell of nothing. Okay well, that tastes of a) banana, but synthetic version and b) plastic. Not as bad as I had thought. The bruised décor on the image makes me a bit wary.
Coconut: Definite coconut flavour, very safe, tastes like legit coconut so it's not too bad.
Wild Cherry: Oh how normal. Tastes like cherry, but there's also a sense of... well carpet again, but less fluffy? You can taste the syntheticness basically.
Green Apple: Last but not least... Okay tastes like apple, but wierdly so, tastes a LOT like soap, a lot.

Hope you enjoyed that as much as I didn't!!

Love,
Ray <3 xx