#AllLivesMatter VS #BlackLivesMatter

I just want to set a few things straight with people who don't understand the difference between #BlackLivesMatter and #AllLivesMatter.

Okay, put it this way... Jon is sat at a table along with other people. Everyone is eating except Jon. Jon wasn't given any food. Jon yells "Jon deserves food!" Everyone looks at Jon and says "Everyone deserves food!", and continue to eat their delicious food. Although "everyone deserves food" is a true statement, it does nothing to actually rectify the fact that Jon has no food. 

Black people have been oppressed in America for hundreds of years. Yes, #AllLivesMatter is a true statement, but this awareness needs to be focused on black lives right now. Black people need everyone to rise with them more than ever, Police brutality against black people is becoming more common every year. We all need to understand  right now that the issue is that black people are getting killed by the police and no justice is being served. If you still don't understand; you're part of the problem so goodbye. Let's Rise Together. #BlackLivesMatter

- Jas Singh Bhathal 

Shopping!!!

Oh, the joys of shopping... Well, if you're a girl. Us guys just take a maximum of 10 minutes per shop when it comes to clothes, but when it comes to buying DVDs and Games, we take longer than it takes a girl to decide what to wear for a meal with her fella. To be honest, I should really speak for myself when I say that. I take absolutely ages when it comes to shopping in HMV. No matter how many times I've looked through each aisle, I always have a look through it again just in case I've missed a film that I'd feel the need to watch or rewatch. 

This weekend, I went shopping with my sister and as soon as I went into the first shop with her, I immediately remembered why I normally never go shopping with any of my siblings: my sister looking at one piece of clothing debating whether she should buy it or not FOR A WHOLE HOUR and then in the end putting it back onto the rack and saying she'll think about it...and move onto the next piece of clothing AND REPEAT. 

It's finally time for me to shop for myself, because we are weird and we take turns. We go into Selfridges, the paradise of all places to shop. 

Almost immediately, I find something I want. It's a printed shirt. ...the print reminded me of the carpet from The Shining, soooooooo I kind of just had to buy it!!! My sister thought I was a right weirdo for remembering the carpet from a film from the 80s.  Sometimes I think she understands me but in this case she was a complete stranger. How has she forgotten that  I'm an utter film fiend. 

..and then she asked me the ultimate question... DO YOU REMEMBER THE COLOUR OF THE CARPET IN YOUR ROOM? and I have got to say, my mind was blank - I had no answer. I literally couldn't remember the colour of my own carpet in my own room. 

I'm at the desk to pay for my tshirt with a massive smile on my face because I frikken love the tshirt. The first thing the lady at the till asks me is "do you have an email address for your receipt?" And all that's going through my head is: Greay! Now I'm just going to get spammed by Selfridges telling me to buy shit I can't afford. Like, bitch, I ain't that rich. So, I ever so swiftly dodged it and said, "I don't have an email" and all of a sudden my sister says "yes you do, you have like 12". I'm looking around pretending I didn't hear her say that and the lady is just looking at me, waiting for me to just be a man and give her my email address like it's gonna pay for her cat's food. Then I just think, it's only for a receipt. So I just gave in and gave her the email address. She says to me that she'll UNTICK the newsletter... But did she? Well, put it this way... It's not even been 24 hours yet and I've had more emails from Selfridges than I have ever had birthday cards!!! 

Message to "lovely" lady from Selfridges: I will find you, and I will throw cans of spam at you!!! 😂🔫

Snowfall in England

Ooooo snow. Normal people would think about building a snowman or having a snow fight when they witness snow for the first time in over a year... 

Me? I just really wanna piss all over it, high five myself, call myself Leonardo Da Vinci and and get back into bed.

It's just gone past the halfway mark of January and weather forecasts are alarming us all about snowfall. We wouldn't be British if we didn't panic.. so what do we do? Get the grit salt ready and put it all over your driveway? - No, of course not. How about get some de-icer spray for when the car windscreen gets icy as fuck? - Nope. That's a dumb idea... I'll just put boiling hot water on it and take the risk of cracking the whole window. How about go onto social media and write a life long status about how much you hate the snow, how much you love the snow, and best of all... Moan about people writing statuses about the snow? - Yes, that's the best idea of  them all.

The morning comes, you look outside your window... you see the streets are whiter than your bed-sheets (but then again you've got an excuse for that; nocturnal enuresis.) You think back and start to hate the fact you weren't prepared for this moment. You've got to drive literally 10 minutes down the road through less than a centimeter's height of snow and you're convinced if you drive, you'll most definitely die. So you start to think of different plans. Walk? Fuck that, you'll be walking like frikken' Bambi. But you ignore all the plans in your head, because you start to feel this hatred for that person who said that it's too cold to snow... You start to picture yourself suffocating that person with your dirty socks. Not because you realised that they were wrong, but because you still haven't a single clue what on Earth they were on about and you're certain it's the most stupidest logic you've ever heard. You start to question if you even learnt about snow in school. Your mind skips all the stuff you did at school... Slowly and gradually, you find yourself looking at the snow white scenery outside your window whilst questioning your entire life... 

Then all of a sudden you stand up and you decide to make a snowman, You dedicate a whole 10 minutes making this snowman. Why? Oh, of course, because it's January and you didn't expect it to ever snow so you haven't even got gloves on. You're almost certain your hands are blistering with blood pouring out of it, till you look at them and realise you have a fucked up imagination, Despite the fact you're fine, you still give up on that snowman because you start to feel a little cold... You look at your Snowman; you see that it was the most pathetic thing you've ever made - you start to feel that's how your parents feel about you too, so you build all this rage inside of you and you just run at the snowman and tackle it to smithereens. You get up off the ground wishing you hadn't made a snowman and wished you made something funny to put on Instagram, like a giant ejaculating penis... Your mind starts telling you to start making one, but the better half of you says "fuck it, I'll do that next year" so you go back inside and wrap up all comfortable and get back into bed and watch movies all day until you fall back to sleep again.

Enjoy the snow, folks...

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