8 years later...
Today it is the 18th of September, 2015.
I've just been watching a program on tv when I remembered blogspot and my blog,
It's been 8 years, nearly 9 years, since I've posted anything, and to be honest I'm surprised it's still here!
I'm now 28, living with my girlfriend of two years and due to get married in less than a years time.
I've read through my posts for 2005-2007 and realised several things.
I don't hate horses. Having been in contact with the beasts and their handlers, I've actually become fond of them. They are a clever and gentle animal, all with their own character. Their nose bit is soft and velvety, they are generally happy and they make me laugh. I wouldn't ride one mind you, they are too big, you never know what they're going to do.
I used to write my blog, but I think a lot of the writings on there were influenced by reading Maddox's site. They didn't give a true representation of feeling or opinion, they were more an outlet where I could say what I wanted to try and shock people. Mostly, I wanted to make my friend Ricky laugh. By the looks of it I wanted attention too, but I never knew how to share my page or anything because I'm not good with computers, so as far am I'm aware, only three people read it, and one of them was me!
It's been a long time since I wrote my blog and so much has happened I couldn't possible relate it here, not even remember the majority, or even fix a true timeline to it. Instead I'll write briefly about my life now.
Lots has changed, as is expected with such a time gap. My best friend Ricky, who I spent all my time at school with and many years and happy memories afterwards, have not spoken in years. I believe we stopped speaking somewhere around the age of 21-22. It is for a couple of main reasons on my part, his reasoning I don't know and have never asked.
Firstly, we had a fight over a girl, kitty; whom neither of us ever got or were really even interested in getting. This resulted in us both being stubborn and not talking for quite some time. During this time I did some thinking and decided that our friendship was not conducive to a happy and normal life. We were both going in different directions, we spent too much time drinking vodka and whiskey and far too much time complaining to each other and moaning about how we had it so hard and how everything was so unfair. In shirt, we were not going anywhere and we were unlikely to get past this phase of our lives without something changing drastically. We were 20 years old, but instead of going out and meeting people, making friends and memories and discovering the world and all it has to offer; we'd sit in my room playing warhammer and drinking spirits neat.
So we've both moved on and I think it is highly likely we are better of for it, getting far more out of life. I'm not saying I didn't enjoy our years together, I really did, and I remember many things very fondly. I have thought of rick many times over the years, I hope all is going well for him. I have considered getting back in contact, but something holds me back, I'm not sure what.
I have a girlfriend, Steph, and we are getting married on the 9th July 2016. I'm very excited to be marrying the girl who is perfect for me. I've known her for many years, meeting her around the local shop when she was 16 and I was 18... I spoke to Ricky of her on many an occasion. Back then we had different lives, she always had the same boyfriend, a relationship that I now know was as destructive as a few I have been through in the same few years. Things were right when we finally got together, we have always been interested in each other, and everything has fallen into place perfectly.
I work for Tesco. I made the change from GN resound in 2013, having been sacked for continual lateness and absence. Fuelled mainly by my dislike of the job and me and my brothers like for going to town 3 times a week to get drunk and cause trouble. I have avoided any sort of catering job for 9+ years , having never enjoyed the jobs I had, as has been previously mention in posts back in 2005. Einstein said that the definition of insanity is to do the same thing repeatedly, and expect different results. by that definition I was insane for Many years, always going for jobs within the same industry, and always hating them!
I went into Tesco as a team leader. I saw Steph on a night out on New Year's Eve, and remembered her. We got into contact over Facebook. I always remember being first to contact her, but I think now that her version of events is more accurate. I posted I was jobless, she said she was looking for staff... So began my tesco career, and soon after our relationship. I worked my way up to deputy manager within a year or so, and am enjoying the position. I aim to become a store manager eventually, again hoping to profess as quickly as I did with the last jump.
This is all for now, sleep comes to me easily now, and it's calling me.
I've just been watching a program on tv when I remembered blogspot and my blog,
It's been 8 years, nearly 9 years, since I've posted anything, and to be honest I'm surprised it's still here!
I'm now 28, living with my girlfriend of two years and due to get married in less than a years time.
I've read through my posts for 2005-2007 and realised several things.
I don't hate horses. Having been in contact with the beasts and their handlers, I've actually become fond of them. They are a clever and gentle animal, all with their own character. Their nose bit is soft and velvety, they are generally happy and they make me laugh. I wouldn't ride one mind you, they are too big, you never know what they're going to do.
I used to write my blog, but I think a lot of the writings on there were influenced by reading Maddox's site. They didn't give a true representation of feeling or opinion, they were more an outlet where I could say what I wanted to try and shock people. Mostly, I wanted to make my friend Ricky laugh. By the looks of it I wanted attention too, but I never knew how to share my page or anything because I'm not good with computers, so as far am I'm aware, only three people read it, and one of them was me!
It's been a long time since I wrote my blog and so much has happened I couldn't possible relate it here, not even remember the majority, or even fix a true timeline to it. Instead I'll write briefly about my life now.
Lots has changed, as is expected with such a time gap. My best friend Ricky, who I spent all my time at school with and many years and happy memories afterwards, have not spoken in years. I believe we stopped speaking somewhere around the age of 21-22. It is for a couple of main reasons on my part, his reasoning I don't know and have never asked.
Firstly, we had a fight over a girl, kitty; whom neither of us ever got or were really even interested in getting. This resulted in us both being stubborn and not talking for quite some time. During this time I did some thinking and decided that our friendship was not conducive to a happy and normal life. We were both going in different directions, we spent too much time drinking vodka and whiskey and far too much time complaining to each other and moaning about how we had it so hard and how everything was so unfair. In shirt, we were not going anywhere and we were unlikely to get past this phase of our lives without something changing drastically. We were 20 years old, but instead of going out and meeting people, making friends and memories and discovering the world and all it has to offer; we'd sit in my room playing warhammer and drinking spirits neat.
So we've both moved on and I think it is highly likely we are better of for it, getting far more out of life. I'm not saying I didn't enjoy our years together, I really did, and I remember many things very fondly. I have thought of rick many times over the years, I hope all is going well for him. I have considered getting back in contact, but something holds me back, I'm not sure what.
I have a girlfriend, Steph, and we are getting married on the 9th July 2016. I'm very excited to be marrying the girl who is perfect for me. I've known her for many years, meeting her around the local shop when she was 16 and I was 18... I spoke to Ricky of her on many an occasion. Back then we had different lives, she always had the same boyfriend, a relationship that I now know was as destructive as a few I have been through in the same few years. Things were right when we finally got together, we have always been interested in each other, and everything has fallen into place perfectly.
I work for Tesco. I made the change from GN resound in 2013, having been sacked for continual lateness and absence. Fuelled mainly by my dislike of the job and me and my brothers like for going to town 3 times a week to get drunk and cause trouble. I have avoided any sort of catering job for 9+ years , having never enjoyed the jobs I had, as has been previously mention in posts back in 2005. Einstein said that the definition of insanity is to do the same thing repeatedly, and expect different results. by that definition I was insane for Many years, always going for jobs within the same industry, and always hating them!
I went into Tesco as a team leader. I saw Steph on a night out on New Year's Eve, and remembered her. We got into contact over Facebook. I always remember being first to contact her, but I think now that her version of events is more accurate. I posted I was jobless, she said she was looking for staff... So began my tesco career, and soon after our relationship. I worked my way up to deputy manager within a year or so, and am enjoying the position. I aim to become a store manager eventually, again hoping to profess as quickly as I did with the last jump.
This is all for now, sleep comes to me easily now, and it's calling me.
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