So me and Elliot skyped the other day. It was nice to catch up with him and talk about life. I am really proud at how his life has turned out. He told me that he was in a band right now while studying Music at Uni. I heard some of his bands stuff and him on the violin is like a god send. I love the violin and he does a pretty good job at playing it. He does it justice.
That being said. Justice... funny old word that isn't it. I don't want to name names. but i received a text message from my older brother Richard last night and some of the things he was telling me about a certain someone is disgusting. How other people in the family bury their head in the sand and ignore problems around them. Instead of helping the person you are supposed to love and look up to. You tear them apart with vile disgusting words. when it is clear they done what the did for a reason. Instead of being that helping hand to pull them out the wreck. you kick them back down into the mud while they reach out to you... how is that even fair? He asked me how long would i be able to stay at yours for? my response straight away "As long as you need too"
It's no secret who i am on about but i won't name names because that isn't mature. but it's also no family secret that we have a strong dislike towards eachother. We are totally different, look, style, music, homour, movie and personality wise and yes. moral wise as well..
or maybe we are the same and i am just kidding myself? maybe i am the one burying my head in the sand. But i don't believe i am anything like you. we just share the same last name... if you are reading this. I am disapointed in you. how could you do that to him? he made those actions for a reason and you just speak to him and act like a cunt to him. You're values and beliefs are wrong and one day you'll wake up and see it is wrong to treat people who are meant to mean the world to you. like shit. how dare you?... how very much dare you.
I'm not frightened of you anymore. i don't feel the need to hide who i am, or hide what i am doing or dress a certain way around YOU because i don't give a fuck about you or you as a person. all we have in common is a last name. and one day when it might have gone to far for that person you were supposed to be there for to help in listen he might be dead. and it will be his blood on your hands. call yourself family?
I'm sorry for this rant... but i just don't like people treating other people like shit for no reason. especially when it comes to my big brother....
Recently i have made a christmas fund. You see last year i could barely afford to get people i care for christmas presents. so i have a tin full of £1 coins and 50p's and £ note's i reckon i have around £30/50 saved up and i'm not done yet. last year i didn't even get a tree for the flat. Kimmi and I might not be hosting or having Christmas in Ayr, but i still wanna get my family presents. plus it's dad's 60th this year. so i have to get him something special... That reminds me, i saw online a thing called mirical berries. it change's your taste buds.. it makes sour things taste really really sweet... so i read online that it can be used for c*ncer paitent's so i am going to buy some for the next time i go to Edinburgh to see him and give it to him, because he said to me the Chemotherappy therrapy killed all his taste buds. so maybe this will help him to be able to taste things... i hope it works...
Recently i have been looking for part time work. but there is nothing, seriously, all experiance and shit like that.. i'll show you
https://jobsearch.direct.gov.uk/jobsearch/PowerSearch.aspx?jt=5&where=ka7+1xa&rad=20&sort=rv.dt.di&pp=25&re=134&rad_units=miles&vw=b&setype=2
I really could do with a job for the extra money.. but i guess if it doesn't happen then it doesn't happen. I have an interview for college on the 25th. I am fairy confident that i will get in because i have experiance working in a kitchen and cheffing... so yeah...
bye for now
fuckers.
