I have often wondered what the purpose of blogging is, seeing that my blogs on other sites are filled with only my creative writing. In reality I am, perhaps, the most tedious person alive - quiet and shy, I tend to adapt well to those around me, adjusting my language, dialect and subject matter to match theirs. I am painfully aware of my own social inadeqacies (I am scribbing this whist the man outside blows leaves off the walkways, the sound of which is extremely irritating to ...
My Tuesday business teacher, Ms Kane has organised a trip for us and her GCSE business students. It sounds like It'll be boring. But I was first to hand in my form, because the rest were too lazy. Oh cruel fate! I sitll have unit 9 to finish and my other IT work. To make matters worse it must be in by Wednesday for marking because Friday is a "moderation day" meaning the day the teachers double and tripple check their marking. But my business class still have to come in because our Friday ...
In february 2001, my father succumbed to the disease which haunts my family. He suffered for years, and every opportunity that availed me I would visit. I returned home to sit beside my father as the energy that sustained him departed. There I was sitting alone with him on the eve of his death. I couldn't leave, eventhough asked. He was hungry and my mother offerred several suggestions. I finally offered the idea of fried baloney. He smiled, raised a finger and pointed it as the suggestion ...
Was originally going to relate my friendship with Margie #1 who Terry and Jenny tried to hook me up with and I instead gained a dear friend out of it and some interesting times until AF assignments and life sent us our various ways. There is of course Margie #3 who I was hanging around killing time with when the long suffering wife usurped her place in the glands/feelings. Margie #2 was in the middle of all this and she deserves a place in the chronicles of why I'm ...
I sit at this keyboard, calm and collect, with coffee at my fingertips and the Pride & Prejudice Soundtrack softly playing in the background…. time to reflect... I need to get mellow here because the reality is that someone very close to me is breathing their last, and just being in their presence is fairly inspiring. For all their suffering, they ask me how me and mine are, truly caring about the mundane, and all that I take for granted. This person is only five ...
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