Today was my first day of college where I saw Amy again. We have progressed since I last posted, I have invited her around, watched a few films. Its going very smoothly. Not like my entrance to college, every time I went through the doors I pulled the push door and pushed the pull. Why do they put handles on both sides?! Just to fool me I reckon, as the people the other side of the cameras laugh at their deceiving trick.
It was a very eventful day. To top off the door experience, the French students were huddled in the way. My shouting and cursing soon moved them. It gave my friends plenty of amusement anyway. But it did not please a very angry and stressed head of sixth form, Mr. Webb (or Webbo as we very creatively call him). He already has an understandable distaste towards me, but I see this year as a new start, and I will impress him by the end.
So I decided to miss my lessons and play pool and table football as declaration of my new start. Or maybe I will just begin tomorrow. Turns out we are pretty good at both pool and table football. Boys will be boys and we got pretty competitive. We have a league set up and me and a friend are top after the first day. I'm sure you are sitting reading this thinking that we are all very sad. But don't knock it till you try it, and yes, we do have a lot of time to kill in a common room that is so ugly that it is above hell on the 'worst places to call home list'. We also found that plants should never be fed energy drink instead of water. Listen to my advice, please, it gives off the most awful stench. In one day we had to evacuate the common room as it was considered hazardous! We are all so proud.
I walked home with Amy and we held hands for a bit. We are getting there as a couple. I feel on top of the world. For there is no feeling like those butterflies that flutter in your stomach as you look at that girl you fancy, you kiss her and her hold her hand. It is just beautiful.
I shall finish on such a wonderful note.
Jack
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Monday 31 January 2011
Results day....
After confirming my History teachers predictions - who happens to be the ugliest man in the world - that I am an underachiever, plagued by my relaxed nature and a very unstable life personally, I was invited to a party. I said yes, with great immediacy, trying to sound excited whilst hoping to avoid the look of me being sad and lonely.
It was Amy Babington's party, a long-time friend of mine (Amy actually completed most of my coursework for me as deadlines passed), what a great night! I am still currently hung-over. I arrived with a few mates, around twelve turned up, six males and six females. Balance of sex; I am a lover of even numbers, anything odd I think my world is going to come to an end. This is especially the case when it comes to volume on the TV or Radio. I started drinking cider - as always - and before I knew it I had drunk four litres and a few of my mates cans. I wasn't in a good way. But my one mate was worse. He fell asleep at about 10 o'clock, and the woke at 12 managing to projectile vomit across to the other side of the room. It was astonishing. I'm sure a world record was broken. To make things worse, on his second gag he covered his mouth and it sprayed all in his face and on my trousers. It slowly seeped through his fingers as he shamefully walked to the toilet. I apologise for being graphic, it was the only way to explain the amazing amount of vomit he produced.
Later in the night, Amy and I kissed. She already has a boyfriend. I have text her today apologising, but she confirmed that she has broken up with the boyfriend, a somewhat friend of mine. Supposedly there is a code that you don't see a friends ex; but if this was the case in my town you wouldn't be able to see anyone. She confirmed that this break-up was because 'she didn't want to be in a relationship anymore'. Do I take this as a sign that she is interested in me? After all, she didn't have to tell me.
So, overlooking the issue, I am very happy that I kissed her. She is an amazing girl, and we interact with each other with great fluency, humour and we have that 'click'. As humans we always have that problem between what your brain tells and what your heart says. It is the underlying issue of knowing what is right, but it is the opposite to how you feel. What we have to do is make the choice and never look back, because you never know where that choice will take you. As we all just live in hope that our choices will always lead to happiness; hope that the girl you are hoping to be with will ultimately be the one!
Jack
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It was Amy Babington's party, a long-time friend of mine (Amy actually completed most of my coursework for me as deadlines passed), what a great night! I am still currently hung-over. I arrived with a few mates, around twelve turned up, six males and six females. Balance of sex; I am a lover of even numbers, anything odd I think my world is going to come to an end. This is especially the case when it comes to volume on the TV or Radio. I started drinking cider - as always - and before I knew it I had drunk four litres and a few of my mates cans. I wasn't in a good way. But my one mate was worse. He fell asleep at about 10 o'clock, and the woke at 12 managing to projectile vomit across to the other side of the room. It was astonishing. I'm sure a world record was broken. To make things worse, on his second gag he covered his mouth and it sprayed all in his face and on my trousers. It slowly seeped through his fingers as he shamefully walked to the toilet. I apologise for being graphic, it was the only way to explain the amazing amount of vomit he produced.
Later in the night, Amy and I kissed. She already has a boyfriend. I have text her today apologising, but she confirmed that she has broken up with the boyfriend, a somewhat friend of mine. Supposedly there is a code that you don't see a friends ex; but if this was the case in my town you wouldn't be able to see anyone. She confirmed that this break-up was because 'she didn't want to be in a relationship anymore'. Do I take this as a sign that she is interested in me? After all, she didn't have to tell me.
So, overlooking the issue, I am very happy that I kissed her. She is an amazing girl, and we interact with each other with great fluency, humour and we have that 'click'. As humans we always have that problem between what your brain tells and what your heart says. It is the underlying issue of knowing what is right, but it is the opposite to how you feel. What we have to do is make the choice and never look back, because you never know where that choice will take you. As we all just live in hope that our choices will always lead to happiness; hope that the girl you are hoping to be with will ultimately be the one!
Jack
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A troublesome day at school....
Today I got into a lot of trouble. My parents split up last night after Mum finding text messages from another women on my Fathers phone.....you don't need me to go into the details of what followed. A summary is that I walked away with a possible broken hand with Dad having a definite broken nose. He left within an hour or so.
So today - I'm sure you can imagine - I went to school upset and enraged. Mum is a walking wreck. So, it didn't take long for me to get myself into trouble. It was first period - Science - Great!! My teacher has no ability in controlling the class, so we spend most of the time talking over her pathetic attempt at raising her voice. I sit next to a rugby player who thinks he owns the Universe, so we always have a bit of banter, furthering our resentment for each other every time. I don't believe he said anything worse than the norm today, but I just couldn't stop myself from threatening him; he laughed at me, so I thought it would be a great idea to take threat to reality. During our lunch hour I drew a crowed for witnesses and encouragement; I broke his eye-socket, temporarily blinding his left eye. I have now broken my hand!
I have been put forward for anger-management lessons, which is a joke. I explained the situation I am in, but it didn't help anything. I saw the counsellor in isolation - isolation is possibly the most exciting experience of my life by the way, snow balls have been spotted in hell too - she is a very nice lady, but what a pointless exercise it is going to be. I know my troubles. I know that in time it will pass.
So, I sit here with a broken hand - miserable and hungry - explaining what has been an awful few days, not regretting a single action I made. My mother has always told me never to regret choices you make because, at the time, they felt right. I would, and never will promote violence to solve problems, or conquer feelings. But in this case I beat a cheater, which will be forgiven in time and is understandable in response to the situation I was put in. I also beat a bully, hopefully it will make him think twice in the future, as I'm sure he did not like being on the receiving end of what he dishes out daily.
Many people may believe that I have done wrong today. But before your judge I ask you to think back to whenever you have thought about what you would do if put into a certain situation. If someone killed a family member, would you react within the law or look for revenge. You grew up in a deprived area, would you look to drugs and gangs or would you ignore your surroundings and carry on with a normal suburban lifestyle. What I am trying to say is that you never really know what you will do until you are experience the situation yourself, for emotions are a powerful thing. Especially emotions in response to betrayal.
Jack
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So today - I'm sure you can imagine - I went to school upset and enraged. Mum is a walking wreck. So, it didn't take long for me to get myself into trouble. It was first period - Science - Great!! My teacher has no ability in controlling the class, so we spend most of the time talking over her pathetic attempt at raising her voice. I sit next to a rugby player who thinks he owns the Universe, so we always have a bit of banter, furthering our resentment for each other every time. I don't believe he said anything worse than the norm today, but I just couldn't stop myself from threatening him; he laughed at me, so I thought it would be a great idea to take threat to reality. During our lunch hour I drew a crowed for witnesses and encouragement; I broke his eye-socket, temporarily blinding his left eye. I have now broken my hand!
I have been put forward for anger-management lessons, which is a joke. I explained the situation I am in, but it didn't help anything. I saw the counsellor in isolation - isolation is possibly the most exciting experience of my life by the way, snow balls have been spotted in hell too - she is a very nice lady, but what a pointless exercise it is going to be. I know my troubles. I know that in time it will pass.
So, I sit here with a broken hand - miserable and hungry - explaining what has been an awful few days, not regretting a single action I made. My mother has always told me never to regret choices you make because, at the time, they felt right. I would, and never will promote violence to solve problems, or conquer feelings. But in this case I beat a cheater, which will be forgiven in time and is understandable in response to the situation I was put in. I also beat a bully, hopefully it will make him think twice in the future, as I'm sure he did not like being on the receiving end of what he dishes out daily.
Many people may believe that I have done wrong today. But before your judge I ask you to think back to whenever you have thought about what you would do if put into a certain situation. If someone killed a family member, would you react within the law or look for revenge. You grew up in a deprived area, would you look to drugs and gangs or would you ignore your surroundings and carry on with a normal suburban lifestyle. What I am trying to say is that you never really know what you will do until you are experience the situation yourself, for emotions are a powerful thing. Especially emotions in response to betrayal.
Jack
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