IE8

So here's the deal. As alot of you know, Microsoft are donating 8 meals to America's homeless people for every download of Internet Explorer 8.
(If you don't know, go to http://www.browserforthebetter.com)
Which is a worthy cause, ofc.
But I'm a Firefox user, in fact I love Firefox. And my wretched old computer probably will take like, an hour to download IE8.

Its a nasty tactic, isn't it? Moral blackmail, they're getting kind of desperate. That's partly why I'm hesitating about downloading it, because its like letting the baddies win in a film. If say, the Labour party (or Conservatives, BNP, Lib Dem, whatever) said HEY! We save an orphan in Africa every time you vote!
That would be slammed into the ground! If Microsoft can afford to feed homeless people, surely they should? Which proves, at least, that they don't give a damn about actually helping the people, just getting more downloads.
Gah, stupid corporate machines.

To download, or not to download?

Emma xo

Just for lolz.

Sitting on my own in this shit-tip of a house, my pyjamas on (inside out) starving but too lazy to get any food...this made me laugh until I cried.

Maybe I just have a terrible sense of humour, idk.

Longer blog later (prom wsa last night) when I get the pics up.

And I Went Down To London Towne

I went down to London town
To have a little fun in the underground
All the Ladies turned their heads around, saying,
"Donald, where ARE your trousers?"

Its a great song :) But anyway, the purpose of this blog: I did in fact go down to London town this weekend. This is what I would call a report on the funtimes I had.

Origins

My Dad decided (on a whim, it would seem) to take part in this year's London to Brighton Cycle, which is 54 miles long.

Which I'm sure he enjoyed immensely. We recruited another family, the Evans/Wood tribe, to provide some company on the trip. Just Martin, mind.
This left me, my sister Louise, my mom, Martin's wife Carol and Carol's son Nick with a weekend to plan!

The Plan

Saturday morning - leave Solihull and drive down to London
Saturday - London. Shopping. Of course.
Saturday night - Overnight stay in Martin's brother's apartment.
Sunday morning - The boys leave for the start line. The rest of us leave for Brighton.
Sunday - Brighton.

Sunday was also my birthday :)

London

Let's face it, we're all London veterans by now...the usual touristy stuff was expensive and unneccessary, and we'd done Oxford Street. So we decided to centre our London jaunt around Convent Garden, which is possibly my favourite place on Earth. This is the main entrance:

Inside and outside this are mostly restaurants, which are heinously expensive (even for 'London prices') but very vibey...there's street performers all over the place and its busy. The day we went, there was this old Chinese man on some sort of wind instrument which was awesome. We didn't stick around there long though, there's shops to be had!
Anyway, the point I'm making about central London, is that its so very multi-vibey that I could just float there all day, people watching. If you want to get anywhere, or get anything done, its crap. But for the amiable tourist like me, it was great.
I get a kick out of being anonymous anyway.

Whilst I'm talking about London, I'm just going to mention the awesomeness that is the Tube system.

* Note - this is an empty Tube, which is a rare occurance. In fact, I'd say it had never happened before ever.

I'm going to take this opportunity to tell you that I LOVE THE TUBE. People find me weird. They think its ridiculous that I love such a dirty, busy, unreliable service, full of random hobos and scary people.

Firstly, I have love for random hobos.
But seriously, tubes are brilliant. My all-day ticket cost one pound, which got me from clapham, to bank, to holborn, to bank, to clapham and everywhere else I needed to go, and I never waited more than 5 minutes for a tube. I actually heard some girl complaining that she'd have to wait 8 minutes for her train - seriously, on a bus service that's like speed-service! I don't complain if I have to wait like, half an hour for a bus. But on a tube, you're on and off like magic.
On the way home (home being the Clapham place we stayed) there were these people with flowers in their hair, they smelt good.
I also quite enjoyed trying to get the 7 of us into a clearly full train compartment, that was fun.
So yeah, I like the tube.

Anyway, moving on to part 2:
Brighton


Isn't it pretty?

Sadly, we didn't get to spend much time in Brighton. Why?

TRAFFIC. I hate traffic. I spent 6 hours of my birthday in a car :( In fact...let's review:

Yeah, that was a fun birthday.
But hey, the weather was good.

Well...I hope you enjoyed that.

Muchloves,
Emma x

A Little Apology

Sorry to anyone who might be offended by the bad language in my last post.
It was probably inappropriate, but I really do hate the BNP :D
Also, sorry if its not really comprehensible...meh, when I'm ranting, I'm ranting. You know how it is.


EMMA X

Idiotic Goddamn Idiots

EU elections this weekend, as I'm sure most of you knew? The BNP gained 2 seats in this election, and here indeed is my rant.

SHALL I TELL YOU WHY?
Man on the telly just now, when asked why he voted BNP : "Well, they're taking all our jobs, aren't they? People can't get jobs 'cause foreigners are taking them all."

As a general rule, I fucking hate people who blame their failure on other people, other factors. Even age. The phrase "I'm only 16" makes me want to hurl. You know what? WORK HARDER. BE BETTER. Not a fucking clue, have you? You think these so called 'aliens' are being hired by workers just to spite you? No. They're being hired because a) they'll accept low pay or b) they're a better candidate.
And if you're willing to accept low pay, bad conditions, then sure, they're taking your jobs. But as it is...I bet if you were in a crap job you'd be blaming it on the immigrants too, right?
Instead of wasting your time and your vote in poisonous thoughts, why don't you better yourself? Get some new skills, buck up your ideas. Then any other candidate for a job can't beat you, regardless of race or anything else.
You want women and Jews out of their jobs too, like Hitler, is that what it is? Never forget, before WWII women hardly ever had a job. When they started working to help the war effort, men were worried they wouldn't be able to find jobs.
Have you ever been worried that all the women are taking your jobs?
As to employees hitting 'targets' regarding minority employment...bollocks. Bollocksbollocksbollocks. How often does this genuinely happen? You can bring about your own racism suit there, if you want. And what sane employee would reject a better candidate to hit a target? Is that really a company you want to be in.

Yes, I can be optimistic about the world, and yes sometimes my views are wrong. Maybe there are points for argument above (I picked out a few myself) but I like to think that maybe, just maybe, its not just the immigrant population that is pouring our country. Its fucking idiots like you that vote BNP.

End Rant.

EMMA X

Minor Rant

Well, I've just finished reading a Flash sequence from the point of view of a religious person. And seeing as the feedback form was completely useless...here is my response.

In essence, the entire 'booklet' had one main message - "Put your Trust in Jesus." It emphasised that we are all sinners and that praying won't help, living a good life won't help because we've 'all sinned at some point' so we are essentially condemned, all you can do is put your trust in Jesus. So here's my question?

How exactly does one put one's trust in Jesus?

Do you send out a little message - "Hey God, just to let you know I'm trusting Jesus now. Thanks a bunch, Jeff."
Is there an official process for declaring one's trust?
Or what, you lose your family in an earthquake and you just believe Jesus has it...so let's trust Jesus that this was the right course!

More dangerously, the article emphasised putting trust only in Jesus. It advocates NOT putting your trust in Doctors. Exact quote:

"We trust in doctors because they can provide for our bodies. But how much more should we trust in the one who created our bodies...even yours? People try to tell a lie that there are things in this life more valuable than God. Following that lie keeps us from trusting Christ alone to make us right in God's sight."

Does it even need explanation, really? Okay, so let's say God did create us (not a personal belief of mine, but whatever,) why should that mean we trust in Him to heal us? When there are mundane treatments that we KNOW will?

To summarise, because it's late and I'm not making much sense any more, this leaflet:
a) gives vague and incomprehensible advice that just sounds like repeating an indoctrinated mantra.
b) turns completely away from common sense. To quote some religious person, "logic is the enemy of faith."

I appreciate that the vast, vast majority of the religious world aren't like that....or at least aren't so forcible in making the rest of us believe it. But seriously. Blah.

EMMA X

Dream Updates

I mentioned the bad dreams, right?

New ones:

1) I dreamt I was at a Geography exam. And then all my black pens broke. I don't take Geography. Woke up sweating.

2) At school. Hadn't done my drama practical (which I actually did about 2 months ago) which would be like, my worst nightmare ever.

More importantly, exams finish next week. Roll on 12 weeks of summer, eh?