Diary Entry Eighteen: Bad karma and Babies

Oh my was today a rough day as far as karma goes. I managed to get soaked on my way to school because the river near where I live burst its banks and I had to wade up a road through it. At the end of the day; just before I left to go home, I slipped on mud and caked most of my trousers and a bit of my shirt as-well as my arm and hand. Joy. To add insult to injury I spent most of the day getting my thumb (which I cut open when sawing wood on Friday) caught on just about everything. There were other things to do with drills and being cold too but they're mundane.

I was worst affected by getting wet, the first day in over a month I wear shoes which aren't walking boots my feet get wet. Those around me will tell you the one thing I really, really can't stand is having wet feet. I hate it. But it could always be worst.

One of my friends had a baby on the 31st January, today she bought her daughter into school to see us and oh my days, she is so, so cute. I really don't like kids much and I was getting broody. Insane. It was nice to meet her, she seems to have a personality all of her own already and I'm certainly proud of my friend for producing such a perfect little person. It's going to be fun watching a friend's child grow up, I've no doubt she'll be as clever and amazing as her mum. I will be known as 'Uncle Alex' if it's the last thing I do. Congrats again Z.

I'm going to go ahead and do some work now. I might design some lighting too.

Alex

Diary Entry Seventeen: The Day of Reckoning Is Not Yet Nigh!

The faeces did not hit the rotary cooling system as I expected it to. Joyous I know, but it's not all good.

My day started terribly, I awoke without problem, my morning rituals continued to be their mundanely successful selves and I left the house in good time. I got about half way to school before losing the back tyre of my bicycle on a layer of wet leaves, there was a lot of pain and I banged my head, luckily I am intelligent enough to wear a helmet but I'm sure it's now impacted. I pushed my bike home and got changed, cleaned the dirt off myself and walked to school. By the time I got there I'd missed my first lesson and most of my second. That, more than anything else, angered me. Today was my fresh start and I blew it because I wasn't paying attention to what was on the road below me.

A couple of hours in the drama department made my day improve greatly. 

My step-dad was meant to be seeing my head of year today, try to sort out these problems I'm having with my education. He doesn't know half of how terrible this year has been so far and I wasn't looking forward to him finding out either. My head of year was in a meeting when my step-dad was free so they appointed to see one another on Thursday. That's very bad for me. My mum comes home on Wednesday for a few days. I've no doubt she will be there too. People who know me will tell you I'm scared of very little but my mother, she is not a force to be reckoned with. I can safely say I am scared. Very scared. I'll try not to lose sleep on it.

See you in the next one.

Alex

Diary Entry Sixteen: Remembering The Past

You know when someone you used to know well pops back into your life? No? Well it happened earlier today. There I was organising my accounts when all of a sudden this person comes into my mind. So off I trot on a search to see if I can't track her down. Within seconds I've found her and within an hour our pages are connected. I haven't yet spoken to her but it got me to wondering whatever did happen to all the connections I once had.

I've led a very varied life for one so young, being a forces brat I've never really had the same sense of keeping connections as the majority of people. I suppose many would look at it as rude but I find it dreadfully difficult to keep up with people I no longer see on a regular basis. My friends in Cyprus; for instance, from most of whom I've not heard since my leaving are probably all in the same boat. In that lifestyle one must learn to forge very strong relationships very quickly - and that we did - but one also had to learn to get over those relationships very quickly when they were no longer in front of one's face. I understand it's a confusing concept but once one has lived it one gains a much better understanding of it.

Of course it goes without saying that I have many friends from my past with whom I shall never lose contact: H, A, F, R, G, of course the list continues to a great length but living in the present means that the friends I have surrounding me must be in the fore-front of my mind. I love everyone I've ever known very dearly and none will ever become victim to my ever-forgetting mind.

In lieu of being anywhere near the person I was speaking of before my transcendence into spiel I will have to hope our old relationship may be rebuilt in the cyber world. I can't wait to talk with her again; it has been far too long, she looks like life is treating her well.

That's it for today, friends, tomorrow the proverbial faecal matter is destined to hit the rotary cooling mechanism. Best of luck to you all should my ultimate demise be caused by the distress of my Loco Parenti.

Alex

Diary Entry Fifteen: Time for Change.

I'm back and I missed you!

So a lot's happened since my last post. I mean I was really down at the time. My life's been pretty aimless since September and nothing has worked for me. I was in a vicious circle of misery which stopped me functioning in just about every way. It's not getting any better either, but it could certainly be worse.

The want to be a normal teenager and have a good time pushed me into a life which in no-way suited who I am as a person. I was incredibly stupid and let that lifestyle pull me too far away from where I should have been; it nearly cost me my education. Now I must pay for it by keeping my nose to the grindstone and pushing my way through the next ten weeks before I may once again relax. It's crunch time and I need a B and a C to get me where I want to be. 

Anyway, whilst wallowing in self-pity for the past five months I've learned a lot about myself, most important of which being that my application to university for Speech & Language Therapy was totally pointless as I don't have enough interest in the subject to make it my life's vocation. Upon this realisation I umm'd and ahh'dfor several weeks about what it was I should do. Then I remembered the wayward dream I've always dreamed, the calling I never indulged, the song to which I've never sung along. 

My life has reason again and I'm ready for it. I'm going to get this world in the ring and kick it's ass. I'm going to give 100% until I'm the best. Because my name is Alex ******* and nothing is going to stand in my way.

See you on the next one.

Alex.