We don’t make mistakes, we have happy little accidents

"To be a great champion you must believe you are the best. If you’re not, pretend you are.” - Muhammad Ali

Does anybody else ever get the feeling that they're really, really not a nice person?
Does anybody else ever take a look at their morals and attitudes and say, "Shit, maybe I'm wrong"?
Does anybody else ever have those feelings of clarity where you see yourself for how others see you, and dont like the person you've become?

Dont worry, this isn't another, "mwah mwah, look at me, aint I fucked up? Mwah mwah" blog.

I kinda believe I saw myself for who I truly am. And I'm a dick.

I'm not the person that I thought I was, because my ego got in the way too much. I'm an immensely confident person at times, (and thats because I have to be, I'm an actor) and it has taken a very long time to knock that ego down enough, for me to realise that, I fail.

But fail is awesome.

Fail means there's work to be done.
Fail means you can build on what you have.
Fail doesn't mean go in another direction, it means push further in the direction you're already going.
Is it any coincidence that Fail, and Future, both begin with F? I think not.


So technically, this means that now I've realised where I go wrong, from now on I will always be right.
Fuck me, I'm amazing.
I love you Conor.

Word to your Mother

First day of Half Term. And I'm bored and have nothing to do.
Fail.

I'm skint.
I'm bored of my Xbox.
I've finished watching season 7 of 24.
There's nothing in my cupboards so I cant try cooking anything.

Now in this situation, I'm sure most men would just say fuck it, and break out the tissues.
But then I had a brainwave!
Why dont I play with something that I haven't used in a while?

No, not my penis. My PSP!

I got my PSP for my 14th birthday. Over 4 years ago!
And to be brutally honest at the time it was the coolest thing EVAR!
Slick black screen, small enough to fit in your pocket, and with the graphics as good as any ps2 game. It was the portable dogs bollocks of video gaming.
In fact, it was so good, that I've decided to give it a post 4 year (Its actually over 5 years old though) review!

I know! How utterley sad is that!?
But like I said before, NOTHING better to do.

Review Time

So, first of all, how has it aged?
Well, as far as I can tell, brilliantly!
Its still looks effing beautiful, and the screen quality still amazes me.
The analogue stick still feels a little weird, but kinda fun to play with, so I'll let it off.

Games wise, I dont have any new ones at all. The newest I have is Crisis Core, a Final Fantasy 7 prequel.

This game however, is unbefuckinglievably good.
It's not just one of the best games I've ever played on the PSP, but one of the best I've ever played. Full stop. Period. Fo Sho.
However, this is not a review of that, so I'm stopping.

The PSP is good and I like it because it is nice, which is very good because it is very old.

Okay!! Im shit at this reviewing business. I give up.

I can't really review anything like this anyway, because you really need to use it again to enjoy it.

Everything I've just said boils down to this:
The PSP is still the shit.

I urge all of you out there with a PSP locked away somewhere in a drawer; GET IT BACK OUT!
The PSP is gonna make a comeback boiiiii!

The PSP revolution starts here! Okay maybe not but it's a nice thought.

What do you think?

Brad Pitt's Real Name Is William

START
If this is the good life, I aint looking to live it.

How have I gotten myself into a hole this deep?
I dont fucking want this. I cant handle this.

Lifes a fucked up circle where hate becomes a desire for love, which in turn leads to frustration, which causes more hate.
I never wanted the hate in the first place.

I seem to have spent my whole life managing not to make mistakes. I had never made one. Not up until D-day.
Maybe thats why I was so fucking stupid.
HOW CAN YOU LEARN FROM MISTAKES IF YOU'VE NEVER MADE ANY?

I wish I'd have fucking known that there was no way back.

You were the biggest mistake. And I am the unforgivable.

Has anyone ever been in a position where they are unforgivable?
I would like to know what they did.
I dont know what to do anymore.
I've tried. And I'm tired of failing.
STOP

Ive realised what blogs are for now. They work in the same way as a photograph. You take a picture and then you've captured a memory.
The same for a blog. Cept you dont capture a memory, you capture a mood, or an emotion.

Can you guess what emotion that was up there?
It was depression.
It comes in waves now, and I was lucky enough to capture it while it was still there.

I'm happy now though, because it only comes in waves and usually ends after a little bit.
And that didn't happen by magic.

Thankyou.



I'm hungry........

The person who voiced Bugs Bunny was allergic to carrots.

Bit of a change to the usual depressing Cleon Clarke blog, because this time Im just gonna list song lyrics that 1. Make me wee a little, and 2. Are just plain genius.
Just something different for all those readers out there. (A massive 0 people read the last 3 blogs :))

1. Riverside - Sidney Samson

For some reason the original version of this song wasn't good enough for the charts, so theyve re-done it, with a pointless rap in the middle :/

"Me plus you, that equals better equations
We must do, subtraction of your clothes"

I swear down this is just a really really old chat up line.
Makes me laugh though, cuz it makes me cringe.

"Nuff bout me, what's up wit you
1 plus 1, it equal two"

WTF?! Rule number one when talking to a girl: If everything is going well, start quoting mathematic equations. Trust me they fucking love it!

2. Gay Bar - Electric Six

Now every lyric in this song is fucking briliiant, but one just stands out as pure genius.

"I've got something to put in you"

And then repeat about 4 or 5 times.
I dont need to describe why this is funny tbf.

3. I Predict A Riot - Kaiser Chiefs

I must have listened to this song a thousand times before I realised what it said.

"Girls run around with no clothes on
To borrow a pound for a condom"

I know its about a riot, but I still dont truly understand why they say this. But tbf, its only funny, cuz I never realised they said this!

4. B.O.B - Outkast

Love this song, and if youve ever wondered what B.O.B stood for, now you know.

"Bombs Over Baghdad"

Awesome, cuz theyre getting kids to sing this!

5. She Has A Girlfriend Now - Reel Big Fish

Now I'm sure there are hundreds of brilliant Reel Big Fish lyrics out there, but this one stands out for me :)

"I never thought it would end like this,
Just because I've got no tits.
I'll shave my legs,
I'll wear a bra,
I'll even cut my penis off for you!"

You see this is funny, because I know some people that would probably do this, if theyre girlfriends turned lesbian!
And as Ben Coltman would say "Get your Hatchett out!"
;)

Beware. The Daleks Are Coming.

Theres always a light at the end of the tunnel.

Maybe true, but by "tunnel" it implies its horizontal.
I wish. It seems pretty fucking vertical if you ask me.
A hole. With slippery walls that if you try climbing, you just fall back down.
The light is a carrot on a stick. There to make you try harder and harder to reach it. But you wont.
The light is hope. And as we all know, there is always hope.
Only because we so fucking blinded by the light.

Were so blind we cant see that hope is exactly the same as religion.
A fucking fairy tale made to make us happy.
There to stop us from realising how everyone is fucked.
People seem to turn their backs on reality and delve into their imagination. Because its so much nicer.

Its a place where everyone can be happy,
everyone can be strong,
everyone can have fun,
everyone is perfect.
Because your imagination is perfect.

But the only thing perfect in this world is yourself.
You are the perfect human being.

Which in turn means that everyone else is imperfect.

I cant wait to get the fuck out of here, and go into my imagination.
Its so much nicer.

You're about as funny as Dr Zoidberg

Blogs make me laugh. I dont know why I even bother writing them.

I just read them back to myself a week later, and I sound like a pretentious up-my-own-arse twat.
Thats probably because I am a pretentious up-my-own-arse twat, but I dont mean to be.

Maybe its a kind of learning process. I look back, and as such learn and become a better person.
Thats what people say, isn't it? Every experience is a good experience. What doesnt kill you makes you stronger.

I dont think so. I think a lot of experiences are purely just to fuck you up. They're unfair, pointless and a waste of time. Sometimes you come out of things a weaker person. I have.
I've became anxious, and questioning myself in things that I would usually just ignorantly rush into, and come out the other side fine.
Now I just guess I'm too wise. But not wise enough.

Life's a bitch ass circle. Why can't I just be as wise a Stephen Fry?

The Importance Of Being Conor

Time not spent wasted is time wasted?

I fucking love getting wankered. The hilarity of it. When for some reason your mind just fucks off and leaves the body to fend for itself.
The body struggles, of course it does, and you end up wobbling around, speaking one word sentences (iwoodrellywansomfrosties) and whenever some flat surface shows itself (bed, sofa, floor), like a magnet it will drag you towards it, and getting back up is nigh on improbable.
Obviously there are a few more amusing side effects to alcohol, but thats all I can think of at the moment.

But the feeling I get from alcohol, is purity. I feel totally at ease with myself. Not under pressure to do something with myself. Not bogged down by overthinking too much. Not frightened with the prospect of only one more christmas in my own home.
Just purely fucking wankered.

Kinda the same feeling when I'm playing Modern Warfare 2. Theres no meaning to it, and therefore theres no reason to think so hard. You just kill the opposing team. If you win, then go you, if you lose, then you move on.
Same with drinkin. Theres no meaning. You drink, you get drunk. Its fun.

Then why can't life be like that? Instead theres too much meaning.
Too many things to do.
Why cant we just live for fun?
Why is there so much stress, and pain, and whatever else there is that fucks us over?

Im gonna go watch Fast and Furious.