Breaking The Seal

The Jamaican authorities called. They want my black man card back. Why? I broke the seal. Yes. I cried. 

I thought black guys crying was a myth. Until today. It wasn't even a particularly devastating circumstance either. It was a film that did it. Nevertheless, regardless of reason I should  have kept it all together right?

Make no mistake however. It wasn't a flooding affair,  bucket loads of  salty fluid -insert sexual innuendo- did not escape my eyes, Niagara Falls was not cascading the length of my face.

So what happened? Let me take you back in time..

The year is 2009. It is June and as it is my friend's birthday we are on our way to the Vue cinema in the O2 Arena to see Zombieland. Now I think you will agree that Zombieland is a reasonably manly film which is what helped fuel the rage when the ticket clerk tells me they were sold out. To make matters worse, the clerk then accuses me and another friend of being too young to see it anyway. In an effort to humiliate us further he smirks and says:"You could always watch UP, it's the film of the year!"

We all laugh, disregarding his statement as utter nonsense and head home for a testosterone fueling session of fast food and fifa. Good times.

Fast-forward to November 2012, a movie night with my uni buds. The tears are yet to come.

So we were watching Buried which put me in a severe state of depression (it's a really good film, check it out). My housemate suggests we find videos on YouTube  to cheer me up. "Oh, a Disney film Noel! This looks good!" *clicks play* *cue opening scene from UP*
Let's just say I went to bed with no faith left in humanity.

Anyway, today I happened to be browsing the films section of BBC iPlayer. Guess what film they have available? For 19 years no film has ever made me cry. Today all that changed. I lost my movie-tears virginity to UP. It really is a brilliant film, both the music and animation are outstanding.

Here I am 3 years later I will finally admit, THAT CLERK WAS RIGHT.

The seal is finally broken! 

Welcome

Hello and a very warm welcome to Zach Out! As this is my first post something should be made clear from the off.

Posts may contain expletives (I hate the term 'bad language' but that topic will be addressed at a later time) and content which some may find to be profane. Please do not take offense to the way I choose to express my thoughts. I'm just a soul whose intentions are good, so don't treat me like an animal.

Respect to you if you got that reference. Anyway, moving swiftly on, let me introduce myself properly. I come from a Jamaican family. No my name isn't Desmond, Omar or any other stereotypical name. My name is Noel and I'm 19. YES 19! Only two more years 'til the big 2-1, planning to have a boat party but, I digress. Being the fated middle child I flew the nest to find a greater purpose.

Currently at Bournemouth University studying computing and loving every second. The last few months have transformed me. I've grown way more confident and also happier. Maybe it's the fresh coastal breeze or the much needed break from London. Gazing at the world and I just want to take it all. Have I been listening to Nas too much? WRONG! There's no such thing as too much Nas. Amen.

In all honestly, this year is already looking very promising. I've been wanting to put my recently acquired skills into practice and have been finding every excuse not to. Then the realization hit me. Or rather a truth, a locked away secret, deep inside, something I once knew to be true... but chose to forget. The perfect time is NOW.

So here I am writing this blog, hoping with a hell of a lot of hard work  and perseverance this thing will work out. See you on the other side.