A bit creepy


I really didn’t want to be rude but, that was never going to happen.

I bit creepy, don’t you think?


About Crew 7

I feel like I need to share something with you. Most of my stories come from my mates, Crew 7, how I like to call ourselves. They are my partners in crime; they help me, directly and indirectly, to write my stories.

At the end of the day we would gather in the kitchen, have some food and drinks and talk about each other’s days.

Example 1:
Jo: So I went to the date. He’s perfect and so charming..aw..we just clicked. And at the end of the night he, he, he said ‘hope to see you again soon’. Oh, he adores me.
Cez: Jo, you know that actually means ‘I hope I will never see you again’.

Everyone nods in agreement.

Example 2:
C.S.: Sometimes I’m so stupid. Just today I went to do my laundry, yeah? I loaded the washing machine and came back to the flat. Waited 30 min for the washing and went back down to move them in the drying machine. I opened the machine and guess what? My clothes were dried. I’ve just spend 2 quid on not doing my laundry.
Ry: Don’t worry boy, it happens to everyone.

No one actually agrees with that.


I’ve seen it in your eyes 
I’ve seen the pain, the lies.
I felt it in your arms
I felt mine and your scars.
Someone else had your heart 
And, then, torn it apart.
You’ve decided to play smart,
And fool around with an artificial heart. 
I’ve been hurt as well
And I’ve hurt in return,
But I want to get out of this shell 
I can fight and then, reborn.
I will give you all my love,
I can make you feel again
But, I can’t be your dove,
I can’t promise no pain.
We could take the given chance,
Look each other in the eyes and dance 
Or, we could say goodbye 
But, that will be just a lie.

Addicted to …

You know you are addicted to …

  • your phone when you have 5% battery and switch it to ‘airplane mode’.
  • your Xbox when it lags and you start praying ‘please, baby, don’t let me down … I need you’ (confession of my flatmate).
  • texting when almost falling asleep, holding your phone and still moving your fingers over the screen.
  • your LOVE when switching off all the gadgets to spend quality time together.

Generation Y 

I am so sick of hearing my generation, Generation Y, is this and that. So, I decided to speak up my mind. 

We grew up learning to categorise, generalise and, most of all, judge. We judge how someone dresses, we look down on those who behave different from us and we hate it when someone doesn’t share the same views as ours. From time to time I behave in those exact ways, I fall in the trap. To be honest, I think everyone does it. Hell, it’s in our nature.

But, what makes the difference is admitting when you’re wrong and do your best to readdress your behaviour. I was really bad at not doing that as a kid and a teenager. I feel so bad for my parents right now. I guess it’s time for a small big change which will turn me in the person I want to be, a better me. The truth is, if more people will be able to do the same, our generation could actually make a difference in this world.

I want to give an example of what our generation thinks about relationships. This is not a generalisation, so … If we’ve loved someone but, didn’t work out in the end for various reasons, we tend to take out only the bad parts of that said relationship. We generalise saying women/men can’t be trusted, they lie, cheat and take advantage of you. We tell ourselves we will never fall in love again, no one can be trusted, never again will we let our guards down. But, if we were less blind, we would see that he/she made us a better person. The one(s) we once loved so much taught us things we would have never known if it wasn’t for them. Next to this person(s) you found love and kindness, you experienced another world. 

Are you sure you want to miss out on all the feelings and moments you could have with somebody new just because you had one or a few bad love experiences. Lately, I started living by this saying: ‘If something didn’t work out for you, it’s for a reason. That doesn’t mean you should stop living’.

Marketing principles applied to flirting


  1. You see a hot chick at the bar, you go to her and say ‘I am a rich man. Marry me’. That’s Direct Marketing.
  1. You’re at a party and your friend does the job for you. He goes to the girl you secretly like and says ‘Have you met X? He’s very rich, and can fulfill all your wishes’. That’s Advertising.
  1. A random girl walks to you and says ‘You are rich. Can you marry me?’ That’s Brand Recognition
  1. You picking up a girl ‘I am very rich. Marry me’. She slaps you. That’s Customer Feedback.
  1. You tell the girl you’ve been chatting up for a while now ‘I’m very rich, marry me’. She introduces you to her husband. That’s Demand & Supply Gap.
  1. Just before you tell a girl ‘I am rich, marry me’, your wife arrives. That’s Restriction from Entering New Market.

Adapted from 9GAG

Flat 15 (3)

C.P. is ‘the joker’ of Flat 15. Why? For various reasons that I’m about to share with you. When we’ve first met, he was all smiles; he was exactly like a small kid who’s just got a brand new toy (a car or a doll, it doesn’t matter). 

I can actually say C.P. is the happiest and energetic guy I know. When you are in the same room with him you can only laugh, at or with him. He is not afraid to make fun of himself either. At every party he will put on and sing the song ‘I’m an albatraoz’ and put a smile on everyone’s face. By the way, I’ve got a video to prove it. That’s how charismatic he is.

He was the one who thought me how to play FIFA. And, I am pretty sure, once, he let me win on purpose, just to make me feel proud.

Also, because he is so outgoing he’s a magnet to most people. Everyone wants to be around him because they know they will have a good time. Oh, and he is a pretty good DJ at parties. Whenever we go to a club, he becomes the king of the dance floor and all girls try to get closer to him. But, what I’ve noticed is that he’s not looking to hook up with anyone at all. He’s the perfect boyfriend who will never cheat on his girl. Yeah, he has fun dancing and drinking with his mates, but he knows he has someone to go back home to. Cheers for that, C.P.! Guys like you are rare.

He’s not only funny but, also, a very kind person. He will do everything he can to make sure you’re ok. If there’s an argument going on in the flat, he will start making jokes and laugh at our stupidity.

C.P. you already know this, but you are a good person and a amazing friend.