Yes, I have just came back from the dead.The dreadful disease that paralysed me.That confined me to the four walls of my room.Forced to the indulgence of white pills of paracetamol.The sickness that sent me frantically about the funeral preparations.

ITS THE FLU.
THE FEVER.
THE PHLEM.
THE RUNNING NOSE.
THE BLOCKED NOSE.
THE DISEASE.


Well, I'm better now,obviously.

And the hard facts of reality just hit me like a rock today! Smashed into my face!-im still in secondary school.

It eats you to see those around you getting on with the new phases of their lives while you are just stuck where you are.

The fact that you are of the same age/year as them eats you even more.

And daily dosages of JC people walking past your school doesn't help either.(Not that i don't like them)

Always telling me:"this is what you could be if you weren't so stupid back then"


Hate it.

Can't wait to get out.

Well as long as i'm waiting......

I have my GUITAR.