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It's funny, well my blog isn't funny because most of the time I write about what's happening in the world and that by no means is funny. Perhaps I'm an idiot to believe in the perfect world where there are no wars, the climate is normal, people don't find a reason to hate someone else, whatever religion you are it is accepted, it doesn't matter what the colour of your skin is, people are just normal getting on with their lives the best way they can and enjoying their life. The way life is now is people always can find something to complain about or get angry about, I'm not saying that I'm perfect but sometimes it sort of gets me down because of so much hate in the world, I suppose as you get older you see things in a different light, you try not to get wound up by something that someone says or does, so what for instance I smoke too much and maybe I enjoy a drink but that's just me and why people can't accept that I don't know, there are things in my life that I shouldn't have done and there are things that I could have done better but that's the way life takes you, through all the ups and downs deep down you are stil the same person good or bad. By the way if you're interested it's 24 and set to rise to 38 degrees, hot and often gets me down when people ask why I don't go out and get a bit of colour on my skin and the simple answer is I don't want to, is there anything wrong with that, what if I do live in a country where the sun shines and it's hot most of the time, perhaps I do sit on my backside a lot and surf the web or play games too much but it keeps me happy and my mind active, what difference does it make if I'm not good at jobs that need doing I was never a handyman I was a soldier and that's all I know but do you think people understand that, no, they always say when something needs doing people say Google it, which is fair enough but without tools to do the job what's the point of reading about it. I try to do my best so people must accept that as I said I'm not perfect far from it as are many people in the world, nobody is perfect so what if you have to pay someone to do something then perhaps it's more expensive but in a way you're keeping that person in a job. Well only a few more days and the only real thing that I did right by marrying my wife will be back home and I would be lying if I said that I haven't missed her, she's the mother to our children and does a great job of it although she has a full time job as well, all I can say to finish is why can't people accept who someone else is without bias, perhaps then the world would be perfect? People are who they are and you can't change that no matter how hard you try. Well if you enjoyed reading today's blog then like, follow and share. Thank you. 

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