Hmmm? What's that? You
want to know about me? Oh I am flattered! Well, I am a student
at Newcastle University, which is about as dreary and boring an
existence as you can imagine...I am six feet tall, 180 pounds
(13 stone for us Brits :) ) of twisted steel sex appeal ;) My main
hobby is playing my Fender guitar, I have been playing for five and a
half years...Time flies when you're having fun :) Although unfortunately,
I don't have it up here at Uni :( Possibly my greatest achievements
include proving the existence of (a) God during the Christmas holidays,
and discovering the meaning of life in late-January...I took February off! *LOL*
And now, in March, I've figured out how women think...(sweeping generalisation, but you know what I mean)
I guess that shows that my degree course has not
exactly been stretching me ;) For reasons which escape me, I am studying
zoology, which basically means that if I ever hope to support my family,
I'll have to find work in a completely unrelated field. Isn't life funny?
Serious bit...an insight into my personality: I pride
myself on becoming the best I can be at whatever I choose to do...
I suppose deep down I'm a little insecure, so I work out and so
on to compensate...I'm just driven by the need to excel...I
suppose it distracts me from the basic loneliness and pointlessness
of my existence up here...*notices music playing in the background*
"Why Worry?" by Dire Straits! How appropriate! *grin* Isn't
that the weirdest thing?!
"So why worry now?" Love Dire Straits...Anyway, as I was
saying...I suppose I'm a little bit like Shawn Michaels in a way
...so self-confident on the outside, but with a fundamental lack
of self-esteem...I can think of things I'd rather have in common
with him than that, though! *grin* Never mind. Hmmm...why have
I just told you all this? *ponders for a moment* Maybe because
I'll probably never meet any of you in person...what a chicken I am...
Serious bit finished...
Aren't women great? Okay, so they're not quite perfect, but I'll go on record right now as saying that I respect women far more than I respect my fellow men...I mean look at all the crap they have to put up with from us...C'mon guys, you know I'm right...we guys insensitively blunder through life, completely blind to the emotional needs of our female friends, wanting merely (certainly at University age) to use them for sex, and what's the result? The attitude that "All men are bastards!" and "They're all the same!" Grrr...Do you have any idea how emotionally damaging it is to women's self-esteem to be seen merely as worthless sex objects, to be used and thrown away as soon as a nicer model comes along??? You insensitive men make me sick. Love women for their minds, not just for their bodies...Or else.
*pauses...surveys carnage*
Hmmm...in the cold light of day I realise maybe I shouldn't work on this so late at night! I stand by what I wrote though : )
Ultimate irony update: I now understand women! So there's not a
great deal left for me to figure out...Life is good. There really isn't much
left for me to achieve...I've done it all...I could get rich, I guess...which,
bearing in mind how virtually everything I do is a success, shouldn't
be too much of a problem...Damn, I love being me!
Andy confesses his fantasies ; )
Aren't thigh -high leather boots fun? : )
And French maid outfits : ) And nurses' uniforms : )
*lots of grinning* I'm just being silly now...please ignore ; )
Has anyone seen Barbarella? ; ) *slaps wrist* I'm sorry...
GrrrRRRrrr!!!! ; )
Indeed I do...and it's not some cop-out like in Back To The Future 3
where Doc Brown says that it's different for each person...there is
one overriding thing that strongly influences virtually all our
emotional interactions with others...
And that one thing, my friends, is love. So there. 8P
And there you have it...the meaning of life given away, free, gratis and for nothing... Not a bad deal...and all you had to do was wade through all the other clutter on my page...
That's it for now...I expect I'll update this page soon enough...
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