Who is the one and only?

Life's a bitch then you fond out that you have to work for a living. New job started today, it was sort of like BLAH. That's pretty much all I heard all day. I like to think that I'm a quick learner however in this case I think I'm going to be shown that I'm actually pretty slow. Tomorrow's another day towards the final goal tho, time will tell as they say. Contemplating whether to tell them of my adventure on 27th December, but will they sack me is the question? and I think the answer will probably be yes. So therefore when the time comes for my adventure, I might just unexpectably quit. PLAN OF ACTION.

I need to make some time in my busy social life to go to Manchester and visit the girlies, however this is proving hard as everybodies life plans clash in typical fashion. So I think I will leave it for a while. See where time takes me.

Halloween tomorrow, and the night before my brothers 18th, it crazy how fast he has grown up, I still think that I'm 18, maybe I should actually get to grips with the fact that I am not, the only place that my age is going to be an advantage is on my adventure, because the fact I can drink beer is always a positive in my mind. So my holloween plans were to walk the cat dressed as a pumpkin, I've now been put off the idea because the cat is regarded as a terrorist, and I think he WOULD terrorize the children, the BRUTE.

The whole photography thing is winding me up at the moment because I still haven't bought a camera and I wanted to go to Blackpool to take photos of lights and tack, but without a camera that is pretty hard, and hmmm the lights go off in 4 days, buggared is the word. I might go to some other beach maybe actually go and visit my friend in Brighton, I like the thought of that.

The sky's the limit as they say!

They tell you you're a saint, but really all you want to be is a sinner..

This year has been a good and bad year, good, I finally finished education, bad, when you have been in education for 17 years what the hell do you do with your life? People ask me what I want to do, and when I say well I want to be a writer you see that pained look on their face, like poor sole they have no clue about the real world. Like when you were in high school and they'd say to you "have you decided what you want to be yet?" and you'd be looking in a book 10x the size of you, and you'd say "well I'd quite like to be a doctor, you know I wanna help people". They turn the page and say "perhaps you should look at becoming a nurse then, it might be more in your reach." You just wanted to scream at them, "IF I WANTED TO BE A FUCKING NURSE I WOULD HAVE TOLD YOU THAT."

That's my life now, people saying well maybe you should do that and this and some other shit I quite frankly couldn't give a flying crap about. I understand that to say I want to be a writer is like saying that I want to become an actress, you basically will never have any money unless you hit it big time. And why is it when I tell people that I want to be an writer they automatically say "so you think you can be the next J.K.Rowling?" No actually I don't, sure she has done very well for herself, but thats a totally different genre than I want to go into. I want to write and for it to maybe reach a few people maybe change their lives, give them a new perspective on things. It's not about the money, I just want to do something that I love and as long as I can live comfortably doing it then I'm happy.

I also think I'm gonna take a part tiem photography class, my younger brother came home the other day and was like so you wanna see my photography, that I got a B for (A Level), i was like sure, some friends of mine had seen and said it was amazing, so I'd wanted to see it for a while, and the little bugger had 8 photos in the display, only 4 of them I had took, he stole them off my ibook in a mad panic the night before his assignment was in. I was in total shock. So they must have been alright, as that was half of his project. A photography class could be a good thing, writing and photgraphy go hand in hand, right?