Is This Good? 2Alan blinked for a moment, before mumbling a quick apology, and looking downward. "I-I'm--" He was cut off by the angel boy.
"You're a fucking shrimp." He said.
Alan thought that this was rather ironic as, even when he was slouching, as he normally did, he was taller than the other boy. He scoffed under his breath, and stood up straight, mentally remarking--He was at least five inches taller than the jerk he had the joy of standing in front of. However, height does not equal strength, as Alan had learned the hard way after many bullying sessions.
Though he was tall and lanky, and the other boy was probably not more than 5'6, the latter was very muscular; that could be told even as he wore a thick letterman jacket. He couldn't recognize the name of the school.
"Where are you from?" He asked, just trying to make conversation.
"None of your fucking business. It's before I kick your ass." The fair haired boy said with a smirk.
"My name's Gabriel, by the way;" He start
Is This Good?"So, you see, the good children have all forgotten about the gospel that their parents had so tirelessly brought them up on..."
Alan inwardly groaned, sneaking a glance at his watch. Still two hours until the show began, and he got the pleasure of standing right next to a woman protesting all that was rock n' roll. He nodded politely, and gave her a gentle smile, the one that had always worked when he wanted a girl he liked to shut up and kiss him.
"The demons of rock and roll music!"
Well, you can't win 'em all. He secretly wanted to slam his fist into the woman's face, but she looked so frail and small, in contrast to her loud, stark voice that he assumed he could've KO'd her in a hug. It was at this point that he stopped listening, and looked at the poster on the wall.
The Katz, circa 1982, on their first tour. The poster was framed; a collector's edition, signed by all the members of the band. Alan's hands twitched, the fantasy of snatching the poster and running off
Sometimes I think I'm crazy, but I know I'm only mad.
I tend to write stories / poems, paint pictures - using acrylics mainly, make toys (out of crochet), or just prat about with the variety of art materials I have. As you can well see from my gallery, compared to a lot of folk on here, my skills are rather lacking. But I have fun in what I do, and to me, that's what matters.
Well, another year ends and a new one is just around the corner. How was 2014 for you? I hope it went a good deal better than mine! Roll on 2015 for it can't be worse ... surely?! XD
Bit of a mixed year, really. Started off alright, then a bit of a fiasco with regards to my friends seemingly not bothered about my 30th birthday, yet they’d all got together and gone out for a meal for everyone else’s. So I ranted a bit and they all agreed it was rubbish and did a surprise meal for me later and one hell of a cake! No weddings, which was a relief after six of them last year. One pair got engaged; one got divorced (but he has since found someone else). My cousin’s husband got diagnosed with cancer at the end of November; she is due to give birth in January.
Things have not been plain sailing with my house mate for most of the year. Two girls live two doors down from us and to begin with, he dated one who was round ours every evening and late into the night. It was done in a way which made me feel unwelcome in the house, so I had a word with him after just over a week of this, explained how I felt, and it all stopped. And then he dates the other and – from what little I see of him – since June has moved in with her in all but legal terms. To the point his daily routine is this: Back from work about 6, have a shower, round to hers by 7 at the latest, and come back the next morning at 7:30 because that’s when she leaves for work; later if she’s got a day off as he’s not required in till 9. The superglue continues at weekends – although she hasn’t quite got him to go to her church on a Sunday yet. He appears royally owned by her.
It pissed me off no end to begin with, but I have now grown used to having the house to myself and laugh that he comes back for all of 30 seconds (literally) some days. I feel for his girlfriend’s house mate though, as she now has what I had to begin with and has stated her displeasure at this numerous times yet been ignored, so occasionally comes round mine for a moan. I also feel for his friends who he rarely sees now, and was rather bemused that he wrote “thanks for another great year of flat-mate-ness” in my Christmas card … !
I am actually waiting for him to announce that they’ve found a place and I have to find a new house mate; it’s also given me incentive to look for a place of my own. It’s been pleasing to know that I could – just – afford to buy out somewhere like my current house, however, they’re so sought after they go for 6 times the asking price. I don’t have anywhere near that kind of cash!!
On a more positive note, November was pretty much spent in London because I went to see three bands play live a week after the other (The Boomtown Rats, The Levellers, and Bryan Adams). Concert wise I’ve also been to see The Delays (little band who I’ve followed from the off) in a quiet venue in London; Frank Turner (bit of a new act on me), Iron Maiden (and some other acts at Sonisphere who were a bit too metal for my liking) and Taylor Swift. I’ve been up to Scotland twice this year – once with a group of amazing friends, and once as a spontaneous I-have-leave-let’s-see-old-school-friends trip. I think the bug has passed to my mum, as she’s planning for us all to go up there to see family we usually only see at Weddings / Funerals next year.
I treated myself to watching Pirates of the Caribbean – Curse of the Black Pearl performed in The Royal Albert Hall, with an orchestra playing the soundtrack. That was a night I will never forget, and I’m going to look out for other films done that way that I love (Pirates 3 would be stunning). I advise anyone else to do the same, too. Also went to see Cats as I’ve heard a lot about it and never been. It was done in a London theatre I hadn’t been to since seeing Joseph when I was about ten, so bit of an emotional hit to be there again. Fantastic musical though; thoroughly recommend it!