Out with the....

Old. Obviously, I love where I'm at right now in life, and appreciate everything I own, and everyone I know.

I am also greatful for any new opportunities I get, and cherish everyone, as I know these are hard to come by, so I do my utmost to impress.

Talking of which, a recent chance, took place at the M.A.C (Midlands Art Centre, and I took part in the Capital film Festival, and I helped film and edit a piece called "Drastic" which was written in the Screen Writers Forum, written by Liz John.

You can see the completed version here, http://vanessajackson.wordpress.com/2012/06/16/drastic/ .

Enjoy.

Owen James Hart.

It's been 13 years.... Yeah 13 years....

We, still miss you.

What happened on that tragic night, in Kansas City, will always remain with us. None of us could believe what we were witnessing, and I say that watching vidoes of the event, as I missed it, so didn't know really what had happened in truth, I don't think I ever will. I just know that watching your matches back, on DVD or Tape, and I always get emotional while watching, and I only do that for 2 wrestlers. You were the first, and the late Eddie Guerrerro is the second. Back to the point of this blog, I realise I have written you, like he can see it as if he was reading it like you are right now,

I still remember where I was when I found out you had passed away. I was on a rare day of getting ready for school, and I had the morning news on and it came up and I stood, motionless for what seemed like an hour, but in reality was a minute. Perhaps two. I don't know what it was you didn't possess as you (at least to me) had everything, excitement, professionalism, amazingness in the ring, charisma and whatever else you needed to become successful.I never understood why you never ended up with the World Wrestling Federation , or if I'm arguing this now, the WWE championship. You were everything I liked in a wrestler, and more. I wanted to become a Wrestler, so that I may entertain in similar ways to how Owen did . Fast forward to now, and I've been through the training, although I lost sight of why I wanted to be a wrestler, I knew that I'd had a craving for a while, but didn't really understand why. I hope that the hand fate has dealt me, hasn't disappointed anybody, but I'm not cut out for the wrestling lark, at least, I will not chase it to make it in the WWE. Sure I'd live to be there, and I still have visions of walking down to the ring on a PPV, and maybe Wrestlemania, and who knows, I'm only 25, and although most tend to start when they are 16,17 maybe I'll be one of the ones that make it when they get into their 30's or 40's.

Of course if that doesn;t happen, I have the perfect tribute to him. A blackhearted king of hearts. This utilises his on screen portrayals when he was the Blackhearted sole Survivor, and his later career (Pre Blue Blazer) King of Hearts. So, what is a blackhearted king of hearts? It's my first tattoo and I love it and its pretty damn awesome!


Rest in Peace, Owen, your soul is at rest.

Update !

You may have seen my other blog, you may not have, but I've been over there, working on things, having a more professional look at the world, although I'm beginning to think there's no point. No longer do I see any hope for humanity, in a world, where it is apparently a criminal offence to be different and something new.

Also, I have noticed people are scared of challenges, and also success. Why would I then be forced to do something which is both boring and poredictable, but also un-original?

While I see that sometimes, there is such a thing as being too challenging, it is better to be a mindless drone with no opinions or desires, just to go un-noticed and bring a decent craft to my mundane ideas.


 Whatever the formula is, I refuse to conform, I will definately sooner go without reward to something I'm passionate about, to sell out and get un-creative. My time will come, where people get fed up of mundanity and tedious dullness.

Until then, I'm through.

Well,

THAT I did not expect.

But, then, maybe I did.

HAPPY 2012!

Yes, that's right, it's finally here. 2012! I've been waiting for this for a whole year, since it became 2011. I didn't really get too far in 2011, because, at this precise moment in 2011, and now in 2012, I'm still sitting in this same damn chair, writing the same stuff, and some new ones for university too! (Talking of which, my TV studies essay is due in 5 days, and tbh, I'd miuch rather do this, so I am doing!
Head has officially met desk, seven times today. Make that eight, as i realise that I've written precisely 24 words on my essay. That's less than the content of this pointless, sidejob blog! As it is 2012, I would like to know which of my readers are foolish, and which ones are weak, so comment under this blog with which word you are. 2012 is hopefully a year in which I get one step closer to a celebrity status, because, look at me, I'm far too outrageous for a lifef scivvying and 9-5 mundanity. Anyhow, I think you all know about my desire to be recognised in the public eye by now so I'll press on to other matters !
Why no 2011 review? Because far too much happened for me to fairly review it on here so I haven't done one at all, besides, just put all my videos, and blogs together, and that is the 2011 review. I've also been asked a lot where Compliment guy is, and he's having a well deserved holiday ! However, he sends a word of complimentation. "Ream" So i kicked him. Hard. Sorry. Though he did comment it was a really well executed kick, so kudos for that.

Anyway, I must depart back to this essay which is important enough for me to stress about, so cheery bye !

Happy 2012, may it bring you, 366 days in the year.