Well, first real blog entry so I might as well tell everyone (everyone being two people) a little about myself.
Being sixteen years old, there isn't really much to tell in reality so usually I make things seem more interesting in my head. Sometimes this can get out of hand though and I will start thinking about something too much. Sometimes I think about certain things so intensely that I getting to people because I keep blabbing on about it because, to make things worse, i say what i think. This does, however make me a sensational conversational partner if I know what you're talking about.
I have a few close friends and then lots of acquaintances. My main friend group at school is arranged of (these people you may recognise from Sofee's Blog) Sofee, Neil, Harry, Barker, Amanda and Charli (girl version). We share a table during recess and lunch and try not to argue with each other very much. But you can't stop the inevitable. Never the less I do find their company enjoyable.
I must admit I do like Barker as more than a friend because of his intellectual yet hilarious personality, and he likes me as well. How can I tell ? Let's just say it's EXTREMELY obvious. For example yesterday when he hoisted me over his shoulder, and may I point out that I am only half of his size. I thought If I fell I would die.
On other topics I absolutely love music, books, writing, food and Indie games.So any recommendations would be awesome of you know any good bands or any recipes or games, i'm not picky with anything but food.
And now for Sofee my day today.
Well classes were quite interesting. First two classes were boring so onto recess. I walked to the table and noticed that Barker was walking away, to my annoyance I was upset because he wasn't sitting with us but that soon subsided when I found out he actually had detention and i sat down. The air was chilly so I chose a spot which was in direct range of sunlight and closed my eyes as my skinned soaked up the warm glow. It was peaceful, until the others came. Sofee and Amanda were at an excursion so it was myself, Charli, Harry and Neil. I swear Neil and Harry are fog horns because their voices could be heard from far and wide and right in my ear. And then it began.Neil has a problem with Barker, and with his fog horn mouth he voices it frequently. every day to be exact. I was so relieved to get to Philosophy. As I left Philosophy, however, I wanted to cry because it's SO HARD. Next class, my only class with Barker, was better as we chatted about comedians and similar interests. All I could think the whole time was how comfortable it was to talk to him, it was almost peaceful.
The rest of the day wasn't too interesting until myself and some of the people of my year were watching a debate. I didn't pay very much attention to the debate, I was too busy writing down my newest plot about about a man who wishes for something which goes wrong (I'll give more details later) but my creative processes were drawn short when an enraging teacher, let's call her Mrs Cisp, motioned me to stop. God I hate it when i'm in the middle of a plot and i have to stop. I shut my book reluctantly and day dreamed of walking on the beach on a rainy day.
Sorry if it was too long people but you know i'm only a newbie.
I'll post again soon.