Showing posts with label fans. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fans. Show all posts

Monday, June 15, 2009

he had a lot of nothing to say

lately i have discovered that a lot of people have an image of who they think i am, that is not at all like who i really am. critics and fans are the worst offenders. perhaps the most painful offenders are people i would call family and friends. over the next few weeks i think i will blag more things to know. i am secure enough in myself now to make sure people know i am perhaps not what you think i am, or maybe exactly what you think i am. my shrinks say this will be a healthy thing. let us go on a mental health kick together.

we are going to start with some things that i like and some things that i don't like. easing into it. eeeaaaassiiinnnggg.

i like: julian laine
of course i like my husband. he has always been there for me. i know lots of people see him as obnoxious and uncaring and possibly insane but in reality he is only two out of three (ain't bad). there is no way in the world jules is uncaring. he has taken care of me for years already and he will continue to care for many more years. i have never seen anybody so happy just to wake up next to someone in the morning (apart from me). or to make five kinds of cake because he wasn't sure which one i felt like. or to never complain that i say it's his turn to go collect the babies and bring them in for foods tiem when it's actually my turn because i am too tired to stand up. he is lovely. if you've ever spoken to him for more than five minutes you would see this too.

i dislike: my exes
i do not hate my exes. i dislike them. most people dislike their ex-partners because of some slight or argument or they ere the dumped one so they automatically turn into "that slutty bitch/bastard" but i don't think like that. maybe i am weird? i dislike them because i have recently noticed they all share extremely common destructive and egocentric qualities. both destructive to themselves and to me. i have noticed all of my relationships bar my current one have been more interested in themselves than interested in me. my downfall is that i find happiness in loving and being loved so i tried harder instead of cutting my losses when a normal person would've. i dislike them for not noticing i was slowly destroying myself. i dislike them for thinking nothing of when they see me post-breakup. i dislike them because they make my husband make his angry face, and not his sexy angry face. i dislike my exes.

i like: my children and my family
these roll in together because they are the same kind of love to me, even though each is monumentally important. this is family love, not platonic or romantic love. those two can go wrong, but family love is always forever no matter how much you may hate a sibling or a parent sometimes. i can yell at my little brother that i hate him all i like, but we all know i don't. i love my kids. i love my brothers, i love my sisters, i love my mum and my dad. i love jules' mum and dad and sister. i love the friends i have adopted as extended family. my band is my family. i love jarrod exactly the same volume as i love katie even though i've heard people wonder how you can feel the same about someone else's biological child as you do about your own. it is not hard. it is not hard at all.

i dislike: certain types of people
i dislike people who are so steadfast in their one opinion they cannot see the other side of the argument. i admire sticking to your guns, but there comes a point you have to listen to others and at least acknowledge you see their opinion as valid. the type i dislike is those who are constantly "i am right, you are wrong, you are wrong, you are wrong". that is no way to think. i dislike people who will not let themselves understand other people's problems. this ties in a little bit with the last one. don't hand out advice like you are the be all and end all. listen to what people are saying to you. you can offer your opinion, maybe some advice, but realise it will probably not be taken until after the fact, if at all. if you just listen to what someone is saying you may notice they know and understand everything you're preaching at them, and the preaching makes it worse. if you are in doubt, shut the fuck up. i dislike people who don't know when to shut the fuck up. i dislike people who abandon. i dislike people who discard. i dislike people who only like themselves. i dislike a lot of kinds of people.

i like: fans
there's a difference between someone who is a fan of the band themselves, a fan of your music, and someone who loves it all. you can tell when people talk to you which part of you they're a fan of. i don't mind if you hate our music and love us, if it's for the right reasons. not because you think cody is hot. i don't mind if you hate us and love our music, that is why we keep making it. for people to love. i don't even mind if you were forced to listen to us or dragged to a gig and ended up really liking us, that's awesome. i've met people who wouldn't talk to jules but would talk to cody, people who refused to come to a show but waited outside for us, and people who followed us around an entire country waiting outside venues for five hours in advance in winter just because they know we always show up earlier than soundcheck and come out to say hi. i like all these kinds of fans. it is hard to understand the amazing feeling that someone you've never met or will probably ever know likes you so much they'll do crazy things like that for you. i would probably not show up in the snow to wait for hot rod for five hours and i LOVE hot rod. it's just so strange, and i like it.

i dislike: being called "kitten"
perez hilton, please stop that shit. i don't care that you filed every post about me under "gay gay gay" before you even knew i had a boyfriend. i enjoy your art as long as it's not writing "TRAINWRECK" over my sister's head. the hearts around my crotch are kind of scary honestly and pairing it with "kitten" isn't helping. i am glad we had this chat, i still like your fabulous pink site, it matches one of my suits.

eeeaaassiiiinnngggg.