Tuesday, October 22, 2013

A Needle In The Hay Stack

To Google my life started in 1990 but in reality it started in '97. This blog is about looking at my life from a different angle, from the perspective of others which will show that things aren't always how they seem.

My earliest memory starts in the snow, yes the snow. I remember vaguely that my mum, yes M-U-M, wanted to take a photo of my cousin and I, I didn't like having photos taken of me to i began a journey. A journey up a 6 foot snow 'mountain', which I believed would spare me the embarrassment of having my photo taken. But moving at a 'glacial' pace my mother was able to pull me down and I had the photo taken alone, to my pleasure.

I never really was a people person, i suppose that's what you get from being an only child. I had friends of course, just because i not a people person doesn't mean i cant interact with others. I always found myself slightly different to everyone else (of course we are all different, REMEMBER you are unique just like everyone else). I found interest in all things, not just a select few like most people. I played sports, read books (big ones!), played music, i liked public speaking and given the effort i was a high intellectual achiever.

The thing was that by the age of twelve, I had already been to over eight funerals. Myself and my parents have been placed under such stress and trouble which was not fair for a young family to go through. We even had a movie made on us.

To Be Continued..... Later
(I also like procrastinating)