Its Sunday

Its Sunday. i have always hated sundays for some reason, even when i was a kid. Think it was the 'being dragged to church' thing that i hated most, and all the shops being closed. The house is still a mess. We are moving on 27th, and the upstairs is full of boxes and bags. I will need to get it cleaned at some point today. Wish it was all over.

I have been reading my diaries again today, 1986 this time. God, what a boring life i had. I cant really remember if i was bored then, i didnt really know any different. There are so many things i am finding in them, i wanna go back and slap myself for being such an idiot.

I am sitting here trying to run all the weekend stuff, and it has all fialed, so i am having to rerun it all. I am not really minding but my room is a mess and i like it to be neat. I dont know yet what room i will use in the new house, but probably the big room, Get my desk in there and a big tv on the wall.

Michael is on the sims, so i cant disturb him, we are having to go into town later as we have no food, will take me 3 hours to get him to go. Still sitting here listening to 80's music.

By the way, this blog is for no other purpose than for me to write down stuff. If anyne else reads this and u r bored then i am sorry :)

I still have lots to do for this move. I am going to contact all the usual ppl tomorrow. I will have to get my interent access trabsferred or i will have to go to work sat and sun to do all this stuff which will bore me abit.

There they are, the teachers of St Saviours High School, Dundee. This was taken in 1985, 2 years after i left but most of them are the same.

So, we are finally moving house. Me amd Michael have lived in this house now for nearly 3 years and it has been great. Still dont know why i worry so much about moving, its only a move, went ok the last time, and i have the wicked witch of the west next door to dread bumping into. this time should be alot easier. I am half way through the packing up bit but have just heard today that we will be going on the 27th, thought it would have been sooner, but at least it gives me another weekend to get things in some sort of order. Paul is going to come and help. Was not really that sure about paul until recently. He is a good chap. As usual, my boy is downstairs watching the TV. He is without doubt the best thing that has ever happened to be, SO, Why do i put it at risk. Anyway he is all excited and going on about cars and the million and 1 things he wants to buy.

The Start

So, where exactly did 1983 go. Its 25 years. It cant be. I can close my eyes, and i am back there, dexys midnight runners, sitting in the house with my school scarf on, and me thinking that i was in love with Alison Stark. I found my old diaries today. 1983-1988. I has a read through them, and well, what a boring life. But, it was good in its own way. I didnt do mutch, i wasnt out and about. Took until 2000 before i started doing that. Abit of a late developer there. I may update this from time to time with segments from it

Purpose

So, what is the purpose of this blog, and what does its all mean. I am sure on the day i die, if you asked me what was favourite year, i would say 1983. That was my last year at school, and was only be then that i really think i satrted to love it. I sometimes wonder what i would have been like if i was the person then that i am now.

So, i think the purpose of this is for me to convince myself that how i felt in 1983 should be the same as i feel in 2008. I have done alot of ood things, and also alot of things i regret, but well, nobody is perfect.

I sometimes think that the reason i look back so often is because i feel that i missed out on alot. I am making up for it now, but wish i could have done it at the time. What would i do if i could go back to 1983 now for a week. Well lets see:

Get Pissed
Stop chasing Alison Stark (Natalie was better looking anyway)
Get a boyfriend

Anyway, work calls so lets see if i can keep this going