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