Filling the void between now and university..

I supposed I should spare a few minutes to try and write something about.. Something. Because I do not want to have let too many months pass before my next entry.

Doesn’t time fly when you’re doing fuck all, eh? There has been a new year, I spent the new years eve with my family at my friend Jenni’s Parents. It was a quiz show themed night injected with Paul’s (Jenni’s stepdads) humour, meaning it was absolute filth.. Well, as much filth he could get away with as there was kids present. 

What else has there been? I seriously have to wrack my brain here to think of anything interesting to write... January, February and March have all been and gone each one more uneventful than the last.

I have finally sorted out my student finance etc. Filling in them forms and getting them all sent off really meant something to me, it was my ticket out of Runcorn and my ticket to at least a semi eventful life.. Its funny, how your chain off thought works, I was about to say “A chance to find my purpose!” (A line from Avenue Q) This reminded me! 

 I went to Norfolk in March to see my brother and his lovely husband, meet a friend I had spoken to through Warcraft and also to see something I had been dying to watch for ages...  Avenue Q! 

Avenue Q was wonderful, funny and I loved every minute of it, after the show we then went out for a few drinks. I met my friend Ben, then me Ivan and Paul went home and I got to stay in their lovely guest room, I rarely get to sleep in a double bed and although I was by myself, it was great to say the least. 

The next day like a child being babysat I was taken around to Ben’s house where he would take me around and show me the sights of Norfolk. We spent the morning drinking cup after cup of tea and chatting, we had never really spoken in person until the previous night and that was only briefly. It was not awkward at all which was nice and he made me feel really welcome, we set off out at lunch time and we met up with his friend whom he lovingly referred to as “Dorris” we went into his little apartment, drank yet more tea and set off to find somewhere nice to eat. We settled on just getting a hotdog from a local butcher. 

Yes… Three gay guys sat in a car, sampling the finest sausages in Norfolk, so many innuendos…

After lunch we went to find a nice café, and a nice café it was… it was a small family business, and the interior was that of which you would imagine a 50s American style café to be. Tall frothy milkshakes, pancakes, the lot! Even more beautiful than the café itself was the guy who brought us our 3 lattés…  Tall, Blonde, Rugged and Blue eyes…  Need I say more? We said our goodbyes to Ben’s cheery and camp friend and Ben took me around the local shopping centres and we did some window shopping. Window shopping in expensive shops I wouldn’t be caught dead in because I normally feel so out of place. We looked around the dim lit shop, surrounded by pretentious shop assistants looking down their noses at me then made our way out to pick up Bens boyfriend from work and return to his picturesque 3 story country house.

Ben had invited my brother and his husband around for a meal, it all seemed like it was in my honour because I was visiting, and considering my brother and Ivan had never been inside his house we thought it would have been a little weird. Turns out, it wasn’t. It was light hearted, fun and really tasty!

After a delicious meal cooked for us by Bens wonderful boyfriend, we embarked on a trip to their local Gay bar, The Castle. Where Ben met one of his friends there George, who had made countless attempts to hit on me that night. I politely declined his numerous advances as I’m an emotional wreck as it is and I liking someone who lived a 6 hour train journey away would fuck with my head a little too much. He at one point asked if he could “pick me up” which confused the hell out of me, we were dancing… What in the fuck did he mean by that? He was a big guy, so I politely said no and wondered what the hell he was talking about, he obviously had a lot to drink. Hey, he was hitting on me after all. 

The night drew to an end and my brother came to pick us up, the guy previously hitting on me was now throwing up, my judgement came through on this one… I would of felt like a turd if I had done anything with the guy then he threw up. Minus 100 self-esteem points? Luckily I got to keep my self-esteem, and after delivering everyone home safe I got to return to my lovely guest room and comfy double bed so I could sleep for the big car journey back the next day.

Aside from that my life is the definition of uneventful, day in day out of doing nothing… I am still playing badminton, Still barely leaving the house and I am still signing on in the scum cen… I mean job centre, as I am a huge doley, until University, I can’t wait for September…

WE WE WE SO EXCITED! 

http://www.youtuberepeat.com/watch/?v=CD2LRROpph0 

Fun times in manchester

Friday the 26th was an important day in the world, My friend whom I was lucky to be introduced to last time I was in Manchester invited me to come stay with her at her Nans house with my friend Jenni. It was her 18th birthday, a big day in her life..

I started my friday off early going to the Local cash machine and starbucks as I needed to take some money out for the weekend I was about to be spending in manchester. I then took a bus to the hair salon and got the front of my hair dyed purple, I've never coloured my hair before and it was a fun experience.

Me with Blonde hair

Purple shit

Me and Jenniboo

Me and my bestest friend Jenni then got ready together and took the train to Manchester.. Greeted by a familiar face, Lou.. We were taken to a McDonalds to get something to eat whilst we waited for Chiggs.
 After we had our McDonalds we then set off to a packed Christmas Market to kill some time and get Jenni some Danish mini pancakes.

Lou and Myself

Lou and Jenni at the Market

Santa

We trapsed around Manchesters festive Market for a good 40 minutes whilst waiting for Chiggs and ended up back outside of the same Mcdonalds.. I learned that I am not suited for city life as I hate being in big crowds of people being pushed about, I like my space.

But finally, the birthday girl had arrived and we then set off to her house to begin getting ready for what was a really fun night out.. Telling dead baby and ginger jokes along the way, we killed alot of time on the bus journey to her home.

Me and Chigg's on the bus

Chiggs, the hostess with the mostess! Was so nice to us and her family made us feel so welcome staying the weekend. Her and her Grandmother made me feel like part of their family and my stay there really meant alot to me.

Once we got to her house, we were greeted by her Grand mother who everyone refers to as Nan. She was a lovely little lady who offered us anything we could possibly need, Like I said before.. it really meant alot and her kindness was greatly appreciated... Sadly I didnt get any pictures with her.

We had predrinks up in Chigg's room as we got ready to go out.. Nothing starts a night out better than Champagne and friends. Lou who sadly wasn't 18 and had no ID sadly couldn't join us.. so we parted as we set off to get the bus back into town..

WE ARE READY TO GO!

This is us giggling at some Graffiti before we got on the bus

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We said our good byes to Lou Lou and set off out to the first bar, Garretts which was a Student Bar just outside of the gay village, on our way we heard a familiar "ooo ooo ooo oo ooo oo ooo ooo oo ooo ooo ooo ooo" to which a few people replied "BARBRA STREISAND" That became our song for the weekend, We played the barbra streisand game trying to get drunk people to sing along.. The Atmosphere in Garretts soon got boring and we moved onto more a place with a more lively atmosphere..

My hoes <3

On our way into the village 2 nice Nigerian men sold us some wristbands, Me, Chiggs and Jenni are now officially GAY 'N' PROUD (Thanks btw Chiggs, I'll wear it forever).Not knowing the village very well, we stopped at the first place that looked good.. QUEER! This was a bar with the most attractive Bartenders in the world.. They all wore Tshirts that said "queer" on them, Sadly I didnt get one *sadface*

We drank, we danced and we took pictures whilst we were still sober enough to operate a camera.. and thankgod we didn't take any pictures of me dancing.. because its not a pretty sight and I CANNOT dance..

There may had only been three of us, because alot of people dropped out.. but I think I speak for all of us when I say we probably would of had a better time like that.. HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHIGGS! <3

Well and truly drunk we headed out from Queer, and into Spirit which is another Gaybar almost next door to it.. We drank and danced more late into the night.. until... *grumble* We got hungry.. We Barbra Streisanded our way to the closest McDonalds.. which oddly had employed bouncers.. Chiggs in her drunkness insisted this was the best nightclub we had been to all night.. "THIS IS THE BEST PLACE EVER!!!! WE SHOULD COME HERE AGAIN!!!" Kind of freaking out the guy serving us.

Ending the night early we went back to Chigg's snook upstairs, got into our Pjama's and slept, afterall... We were going out again on the Saturday night..

That day we spent shopping and wondering around manchester looking for something to eat, we met up with a group of Chigg's other friends and ate at a Nandos, then we went to see dispicible me where I seen the most beautiful guy. Long blonde hair, he even kept looking over at me.. I wish I was brave enough to go speak to him.. I guess I'll just regret that and move on.

After a kids film I almost cried at, we got ready for Chigg's friends 18th who we came along as +1's to, was really nice.. A great party.. got really drunk though I did feel a bit awkward not knowing anyone, and it really sucks when its too loud to speak to anyone. As the night drew to an end I went to try and stop the 2 guys coming onto my friends.. They didnt seem to be enjoying being persued so I said "I dont think your boyfriend will be too pleased with you speaking to my friend like  that" then I acted shocked when he then tried to convince me he was straight. I then told him hes probably best to leave my friend alone and go kiss and make up with his boyfriend. This is were it got good, he was so drunk he started rambling on about how he would kiss this other guy if we wanted him to. Chiggs started cheering them on and they did. It was really quite funny. Then Chiggs said afterwards.. "now do Nic do Nic" and suprisingly, they did.. *checks off list of things to do before i die* (kiss 2 straight guys) It was fun and it brightened up my night.. Me chiggs and jenni then went home to her nan's where we ended up drunkenly spooning in bed.

When we awoke we then went for the worst tasting mc donalds ive ever eaten. I've decided food courts are grose.. you get hearded in to eat like animals. We took our time going to the station and then said our good byes to Chiggs.. Back to Sunny Runcorn we went, where I could rot in my room for another few months. I should get out more xD

Till I decide I need to keep a useless record of my life again. BAIII!

Out with the old.. in with the new!

A friend of mine recently told me their philosophy on life..

"If the things and people around you do not bring you pleasure and good times, rid them from your life and you will have a much more pleasurable experience with less chance of bad feelings"

I thought, what they hey! and gave it a go, afterall.. when friends become strangers, thats all that they are.. strangers.. and when people make you feel bad, why keep them around your self?

In my last post I went on about that Paul guy, he kinda upset me by ignoring me not to lead me on.. Heck I can think of a hundred plus reasons why someone would not like me.. but that made me feel sad that he didnt say sooner, and ignoring me was quite.. Cuntish... So I blocked him, we never spoke anyway.. I think I am going to stop trying to find a guy and instead let one find me, at least that way they might actually like me, if thats possible.

I also blocked and removed a few other people, no one else really of notable interest.. Heck most of them wont of even noticed im gone. Good Riddance.

My time as a tourist in my own Country..

I think it is time for a much needed update guys.. I know I havn't updated in a while.. But fuck it, no one reads my shit anyway.. Was one of my best friends birthdays on the 7th of october, I went to her awesome birthday party.. I like seeing her family, her family is much bigger than mine, and they all get together for birthdays and christmas etc.. its really nice, I never really have that atmosphere my self because my family is a little smaller.. but I digress from the story. After the festivities, having her mums famous hotpot, I would have eaten it if I ate meat, heck I was pretty close, It's one of those things you remember from your childhood. Like when ever I eat tinned spaghetti, one bite and I am instantly transported to my Great Nana's living room, on her coach with her small blue table and a bowl of tinned spaghetti shapes.. I would have a tin of this every day after she would pick me up from school when I was little.. But yeah..

Digressing again it seems, sorry.. My friends brother then decided that it would be fun to go for a drink in the Old Town, it was a thursday and we had a big weekend ahead of us, so the Old Town for a few quiet drinks was nice. We had a nice time, I had to get very drunk because if you don't know already, The Old Town has the only night life in Runcorn.. Yes, Runcorn.. So obviously it is shit.. The only slightly lively area is a witherspoons, and even the majority of that is filled with old middle aged men watching the football..We stumbled back at a respectable 1am, it was nice as my ID came the day before and me and Jenni together, both bought our first Legal drinks. Was a nice moment to share.

Anyway I went straight to bed when I got in as Friday and Saturday I was to be marking another moment in my life, I was going to my first Gay bar, fun times haha.. I am such a shut-in.. My brother invited me to stay with him for the weekend in manchester as he was booking a hotel there and going to be out in all the clubs himself.

My brother Paul is erm.. My big gay brother, and I think he was trying to get me laid or something.. I was extremely scared I just wanted to go out and get very drunk..

Anyway I woke up to my parents arguing over something silly downstairs (They were decorating our front room, They both thrive on arguments.. they love it, I just leave them to it now) I sorted out my train times, packed my stuff as I was staying the weekend and called my brother Chris for a lift to the train station.. Manchester isn't even that far away, I've been there before but only going to the airport or something, Never actually got out and been around the City.. So it was infact a new experience for me.

Whilst in the car my brother Chris handed me .. a handful of condoms "Trust me, gay men are all dirty" he said to me and pushed them into my hand..I took them with an unamused face.. I wasn't going out for some one night stand or anything.. Just wanted to go out, maybe meet some guy I have been speaking to for a few weeks online, but I hadn't told anyone about that (I'll tell you about me making a complete fool of my self later).. The condoms were probably incase I went off with some random guy.. but thats really not me at all, I'm a hopeless romantic afterall, Want some Knight in shining armour or some shit like that, and lets face it my face is STI prevention enough as it self, nothing is going to want to have sex with *points to self as if a sassy black woman* Alllll thiiiisss *snaps fingers and flicks hair*

Anyway, after getting out at Runcorn east train station I realised just how much of a shut-in I really was, I am useless in day-to-day life, I couldnt even figure out the train timetable, I ended up just asking. I got on at some shit, hole in the ground deadbeat towns station and got off in to me what was wonderland.. A bustling city. I was in awe, I really want to live there or somewhere similar.. I seen so many ethnic backgrounds, heard so many different languages being spoken, I seen so many different styles of fashion ( I seen some cosplayers who I couldnt resist waving to and saying I loved their costumes), Buskers on the street ( I also applauded walking by, as no one else took much notice they smiled and winked at me), I seen gay couples holding hands and do you want to know the best thing that I seen? I seen that no one, not one person batted an eyelid, or made an issue about peoples differences.. I mean, I am sure it happends somewhere in that big city.. but just not as much as where I live.. If you were to look different, or be different in Runcorn, you will litterally be shouted and ridiculed in the middle of the street, for causing no harm to anyone, maybe even physically abused. It was a happy day for me..

..Anywaaay, being the clueless person who rarely leaves his room never mind Runcorn was completely lost and even though my Brother gave me directions, I still couldnt find the hotel that we were staying at so he had to come and find me. We went for coffee, then back to the hotel and chatted for a bit.. It was nice as me and my brother rarely see each other and was good to catch up. We sat around for a bit playing on Grindr (Some application for gay people on the iphone/blackberry, lets you speak to gay people and tells you how far away they are)  ALOT more gays in manchester than there are in runcorn I can tell you, and extremely close.. I turn on the application to find 3 people offering me money for sex.. Me and my brother lol'd at the dirty perverts and he threatened to pimp me out.. Paul the Pimp.. after sitting around it then got dark so we got ready and went out to Canal street, I had been there once before with him in the day time it was nice during the day, but incredible during the night, so lively.. You had your bad drag queens with beards and hairy legs, you had your flamboyant gays frollicing about the place and of course you had your sexy guys EVERYWHERE.

We went to a few pubs, and met with some of his friends.. The first group of friends we met up with in some bar that a friendly bouncer showed us to, he was being awfully nice to my brother.. awfully.. nice.. hahaha. We then got out of there and went to a few other places getting increasingly drunk, we some how ended up in some underground bar, which happened to have a leather night that night on... We went in for shits and giggles, Half of this giant bar was dim, not dark... just dim, and the other half some how was pitch black apart from the tv screens which had some really, hardcore stuff on apparently, I didnt venture over to that side in fear of being pushed on the floor and raped.. it was bad enough on the side i could see on, it was full of bald middle aged men in leather, with handlebar moustaches.. yes, the stereotype is real and exists.. All leering at me, it was like I was cage diving with sharks, except the sharks wanted to rape me and I had no cage.. Was nice to have some attention for a change, even if it was from.. Dirty old men.. I kid. But seriously..

We then got out of that bar after a few drinks as we thought it was best to make a hasty exit before imminent rape, then we split up with them and went to some place called New York, was nice, good music etc. but a tired brother, we then went back to the hotel.. quite early only about 2 am, I am glad of it now I think of it else I wouldn't of survived the saturday.

I woke up around 10 am and got some breakfast and coffee from starbucks (another thing I love about cities, they have a coffee shop on every corner) and I got my brother some paracetamol, he was all tuckered out it was so cute.

Saturday I was meeting with Jenni, so I spent all morning texting her and then met her at the train station. We met and then had a walk around, and then met up with some of her friends she was supposed to be meeting, I am glad that I met them too, because they are great people and we had a fun time. We spent the day like tourists, taking pictures of silly things and being amazed at everything.. Especially all of the hot guys that lived there.. We had to explain that if you were to go to the shopping centre in runcorn, and count attractive people, you could spend all day there and count 2 (if you are lucky).. now, we made them look out for the hot guys, they never noticed them before, and we spent all day counting them as we shopped. 487 we came to. Not bad indeed. We then went for something to eat at nandos, Well I didn't eat but I started on the drinking, Had a glass of sangria, not the best but hey.. its alcoholic haha. We bought her friends a bottle of wine at some shop with a very funny entrance then split up for everyone to go get ready, me and Jenni went back to the hotel, after some very last minute shopping. 

 Sexy faces and getting strange looks from peoples in Nando's

 Worst placed electrical box, ever.. We had to squeeze past to get in

We then got ready for a night out to celebrate Jenni's birthday with her other friends. We set out for what was a very fun night..

Jenni looking absolutely stunning.

 Me looking like.. me.. and Jenni looking purty.

We went to the first place which was a Student bar, called Garretts me and Jenni had a few drinks together before her other friends shown up, 2 managed to get in we had a few drinks then the other 2 couldn't get in as no one had ID so we left there and went to another place called Rock Kitchen, Really loud, the music downstairs wasnt quite my thing as I just felt a bit uncomfortable, Though we went upstairs to the quieter more laid back indie room which was nice, I loved it.. I didn't really know the artists of the songs playing but I l liked them regardless, and I we played the I have never drinking game.. I won at that every time because I am so.. innocent? I think boring would be a better word.. I need to sort my life out haha! Anyway, I ended up just shotting a bunch of stuff to get drunk fast! as I needed to relax, me and Jenni soon said our good byes and ventured up to canal street, hugged some strangers as Jenni got some attention for her 18th banner she proudly wore. Then we went on the mission that was to find my brother! We went to a bunch of bars, had a few drinks.. I ended up needing the loo and found my self in a Lesbian toilet some how, I appologised and they insisted I stay because I was a "charming young fellow" there was a queue for the loo's and I chatted with a rather large lady and her partner, she was asking me what the sex toys in the machine did.. and I did my best to try explain.. who am I kidding? I've never even seen a another mans penis in person, yet I told her what she wanted to know! It was my turn, I did my business, washed my hands, wished the nice lesbians a pleasent night and left. We ended up just texting him and found him in some bar with another friend of his, we went up and proceeded to get even drunker.. I remember being at my usual limit and wanting to stop but my brothers friend bought me and Jenni a shot and we couldnt really refuse. I asked the drag queen to annouce Jenni's birthday, The drag queen called Nana, Made me feel her boob.. *shudders* And at the bar some man said he wanted to have sex with me for my fringe staring into my eyes.. wanting to make the awkward situation go away, I told him I had a boyfriend to which he replied "me too" still staring.. "erm, thats nice" I said taking my drinks and sitting back down where my brother and Jenni was..

I've never danced ever before in my life, and still havn't because what I did was in fact not dancing, but a combination for flailing and swaying, but I was completely pissed off my head, so to me that was dancing, but we had fun  'dancing' and I laughed alot at my brothers friend dancing with the drag queen we had some fun there and Jenni had been texting behind my back whilst in that bar, texting a guy that I liked and have been speaking to for a few weeks.

To my shock she said we are going to some bar called Alter Ego, and I just knew why because she had that look on her face, the look of someone trying to set you up. I frantically started to sober up but to no avail, I was waaaay past my limit, sleepy and feeling sick.. I was a mess and I was pretty sure I was about to meet some really cute charming funny guy. Who was pretty sober, We went down, 'danced' for a bit, jenni texting away, I turned around to see him and his friend.. my jaw dropped, I quickly turned around and mouthed the words "oh, my, god" to Jenni, with a look of utter panic on my face.. I didn't want him to see me like this, I'm not pretty when I'm drunk.. Well, I am not pretty when I am sober either, but its a figure of speech! Worse than usual then. He bought me a drink which was really nice of him and we chatted as much as the loud music would of let us, he looked after me which was really nice too because I was a state.. A real, drunken mess.. Stayed with us all night until about half 7 even though he had work at 10. He let me cuddle into him and hold his hand, we danced a little bit.. I think. Then left for the next club as it was about half 4 and the one we were in was closing.

Jenni bought a kebab as she was hungry and me and this guy waited outside for her.. A seedy looking man came over and offered me and him some Coke.. I remember being so excited "Oooooo! My first ever drug offering" I was so out of it, I think I asked if it was Diet or something.. and we said no and he went away. We stumbled to the next club he even let me hold his hand which was nice..We got there and I just remember sitting on the couches and him letting me cuddle into him. We then got up and he bought me a bottle of water ( I kept the lid as a souvineer, is that creepy? I'm so weird :< but no one has ever been that nice to me before ) and then we danced.. it was one of them moments in my life I think its either pure coincidence or just really really freaky. My favourite song came on at that exact moment, Don't stop believing.. I fucking love that song then straight afterwards, his favourite song came on "fuck you" by Cee Lo Green.. I had alot of fun and forgot for a moment just how drunk I was, just there, with someone that was too good to be true. PITY ME BECAUSE I AM DRUNK??!?!

We danced a bit longer, I think I scared him off a bit because he met me in person.. not just my sexy night elf druid and CHARMING PERSONALITY (Where Charming = demented, delusional, offensive and idiotic) .. then we sat down a bit again before leaving, I think I remember him saying that I have nice eyes, I wanted to kiss him but I didn't want him to think I was just being slutty whilst drunk.. Who am I kidding, my mouth tasted like booze and puke and I didn't want to scare him away more so than I think I already did.. I will say less about him now because he will read this and be freaked out.. HI PAUl! O.O

 So, the night was nearing an end.. I made him show me where our hotel was, and the train station.. Because we were clueless  as to where we actually were, we got our things and at the train station he waited around for a bit with us until we could figure out how to get back to runcorn. We bought our tickets and got on the coach as the trains wern't running yet. We ran for tickets as the coach was about to leave and I said my good byes to this guy, I honestly dont remember what happened I gave him a kiss on the cheek and said good bye and got onto the coach. Sunday morning, was a sad day.. Leaving the city of gay people holding hands and coffee shops on every corner and me and Jenni were thoroughly hung over.

We got back into Runcorn, Jenni's mum gave us a lift home and I went and collapsed in bed.

I hope that'll tide you until I can be bothered to update this thing again.

Here are some pictures of us being like tourists in our own country.

Until next time when I decide to update this thing..

I see you driving 'round town with the girl I love and I'm like, Fuck you! Oo, oo, ooo

Mmmm Peach.

Recently I started playing badminton with my mum.. It's something for us both to do together I guess.. Hopefully will get me fitter, and I'll hopefully get around to joining a gym sometime soon.. It's too much hassle at the moment, I'm too busy trying to drag my self out of bed when I hear "DONT STOP, BELIEVING, HOLD ON TO THAT FEEEELAAAYINNGGG" .. (best alarm clock ever i might add) or trying to uncover mysteries that plague my everyday life.. Like today I found out what flavour my shampoo was, Peach.. It smelt so nice but i couldnt figure it out.. Protip: Reading the bottle really helps.

So yeah.. been playing badminton twice a week, about 4 hours a week in total.. Ive probably already said at some point.. been playing for about 7 weeks now which is good. Everyone in the club is so nice.. This morning I got a little coaching which was really nice too.. Will stop me falling into bad habbits I hope, was fun as well.

Also this morning since I was near Kingsway hellside campus, I went to go get my results.. As she handed me the peice of paper.. 2 years flashed in front of my eyes.. And a surge of happiness filled me, I was so jovial.. I then took a grenade out of my bag, took the pin out.. and rolled it into the corridor. Walking out, as if in an action movie and the place exploded behind me.. and being cool like I am, I didnt look at the explosion.. just kept walking.. Well.. That didnt happen, I just walked out with a huge grin on my face, getting strange looks because I was clasping a badminton racket in one hand, my results in the other, and "DONT STOP BELIEVING" Conveniantly went off in my bag, as I seemed to have hit the snooze button on my phone.. I am such a dork..

Anyway I think im going to collapse in bed and hybernate.. The up and motivated Nic that was all awake and such at 6 am this morning has died.. Say hello to tired Nic who only wants to curl up in bed, infact its probably best if you dont say hello, just leave him alone or he will probably bite and snarl at you..

DONT STOP BELIEVING!

There are 100 Bicycles in Runcorn.. Thats a fact, its just a thing we cant denie.. Katy Melua eat your heart out!

Zoom, Zoom, Zoom!! Is the noise I woke up to today, dazed, confused and thinking I was going to die.. I then realised it was a troop of bikers here to celebrate the life of an old family friend of mine who sadly passed away on the 15th of August this year..

Over 100 Bikers had shown up to pay their respect to Martin who sadly passed away last month.

It was really heart warming to see the movement of so many people over the past month.. Whether it be at his funeral where masses upon masses of people turned up, the lanterns that have been let off all month lighting the skies of Runcorn, the money raised for North Wales Helicopter rescue charity or the Motorbikes that turned up today from all over Britain to Rev their Engines in respect for Martin. It's a tribute to how communities and people, most of the time complete strangers to one another can come together as one to try comfort a family affected by such a great loss.. It's also a tribute to Martin, who has evidentally touched so many people and continues to touch and inspire people even through death.

You will truely be missed Martin. Rest in Peace old friend.

 

I'm not drowning!

Thats right, I'm not drowning! but i'm not exactly swimming either.. Just wading in the water, but who says thats a bad thing? Life is going slow at the moment, Everyone else is starting university this year and I am taking a gap year.. I didnt do much to begin with, Just play world of warcraft and scimp along in college I was lucky enough to come out with the grades I did. I picked the wrong college, it was dreadful.

Anyway, do you ever feel like you need to change what you are doing and get your self on a better path.. or just get back on track with something you feel you need to do? Let me know in a comment I am really interested to hear about what things you guys did to change your life for the better, and what maybe made you want to do it. INSPIRE ME!

Since I have left college I have left behind some friendships, but they will never end.. They wont be nurtured as much as maybe ide like them to be, but they will all go on and find new friends and enjoy there lives just as much as I want to enjoy mine. I'm just glad I met them, I'll really miss them.